Chapter two
Lessons
I leaned back in the uncomfortable plastic chair my fingers laced behind my head. Not very lady like, but what could I do? The teacher glared pointedly at me from the front of the class room. By teacher, of coarse, I mean to say, horrible nasty insensitive jerk.
"are you done Ms. Sakura" he asked. His tone cold, his piercing red eyes wandered up my body, pausing at my stomach, my chest, my mouth, my hands, and into my eyes. He was summing me up, and by the approving look disguised behind cold reprimand I could tell he liked what he saw. But I wasn't the type of girl to hit on my teacher. Or anyone really for that matter.
"yeah." I sighed sitting upright. I stifled a yawn and crossed my bony arms over my chest. Making a point. Her gave me a smile that was like a grimace and made his way to my desk, swiping my test off and peering at the answers.
"good" he said, and sidled back to his desk, dropping the paper into a pile. He spread his hands out on his desk and stared blandly into our faces.
"class is almost over, lets talk about homework." I sighed and plopped my head into my hands as the teacher (I suppose I should mention his name) Hyuuga-sensei spoke in his monotone voice about assignments. The bell rang and I stood up. Slinging my heavy backpack over my shoulder. Hyuuga-sensei stopped me at the door.
"I need to speak to you." he said, calmly, monotonously. I nodded and waited until the last of the students drained out of the class room. When they were gone I looked him in the eyes.
"I'm not failing." I told him, because I knew it was true, and because I didn't know why he wanted to speak to me. He nodded absently, flicking through the mess of papers on his desk. He pulled out one with a satisfied expression and handed it to me. I read it quickly realization hitting.
"Um…its not, its not for you." I stammered, mentally cursing myself, I had given him the love letter that I had been intending to give to Tsubasa-senpai, I must have turned it in with my homework. He raised his eyebrows at me as I hastily folded it and shoved it in my backpack.
"Sorry Hyuuga-sensei." I could tell I was a red as a ripe tomato, I cant believe I was so stupid, and on top of that, I hadn't put senpai's name anywhere on the letter. Of coarse, he would assume that, that the love letter was for him. He pointed at my backpack, where I had halfhazardly shoved my letter.
"even if you say it isn't for me, I'm obligated to tell you that I cant return your feelings, school policy." I rolled my eyes and murmured
"thank God" I waved goodbye over my shoulder at him. But he caught my sleeve and turned me around.
"what!" I snapped, irritated because I was tired, and embarrassed. He smiled at me, not a smirk this time, but a genuine smile.
"but if not for school policy." he said his mouth just inches away from mine. I stared at him like he had sprouted a second head. My heart racing. He pressed his lips to mine, and I couldn't…well, I couldn't…not kiss him back, as infuriating as that was, this was so un-teacher like, and I wasn't being the responsible student, far from it, I had melted in his arms and was cooperatively kissing him back, running my hands through his hair and pulling his face closer to mine. We pulled away from each other, panting and red-faced, the both of us. I dug my love letter back out of my back pack and handed it to him 'goodbye Tsubasa, I'm sorry' he stared at me puzzled. I pouted at him, my lips still swollen from our kiss.
"well it might as well be yours now"
A/N: this one is my favourite so far! Is it strange that I updated so quickly? Once I start righting its hard to stop, especially stories that are cheesy and romantic like the ones I've been writing! Tell me what you think! And…if anyone has any ideas or suggestions I'll be happy to oblige!