I own nothing but my imagination.
So Mrs. Dennison thought I was adorable. Hmmm. Not so sure that I like being thought of as adorable. A puppy is adorable. Me?... Well I guess I will take what I can get. I was so freaked out when she caught me with the note. Most teachers would embarrass you and read it in front of the class or give you detention, crumble up the note and toss it. I was still sitting there dumbfounded that she actually participated in our note passing. She was inches from my face while she wrote. She had to sense how nervous I was. Probably why she thought I was adorable. I had never been nervous around a girl. Maybe Madi was right. She was waaaaay out of my league, but I was too stupid and stubborn to let this go. I looked up at her as she put her head in her hands. I don't know how long I was staring, but she looked up and sighed and then her eyes found mine. I didn't understand the look in her eyes, but it seemed a bit sad and tired. She looked away quickly like she didn't want me to see her like that. I was so lost in thought I didn't hear the bell ring. She stood up and addressed the class as everyone got there things together.
"Remember, tomorrow morning your papers are due. First thing. No exceptions. Have a good day everyone." She smiled, but it was a forced one. I had an idea and quickly wrote something down on the note. As I got to her desk I threw the folded up note in front of her. She looked up at me confused. I smiled and head towards the door.
I heard her opening it.
"Somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which I cannot touch because they are too near" I probably should take my friends advice, but what would be the fun in that?
I took one more look back at her before I was completely out the door. She was smiling, not at me, but at what I wrote. Hmmm, maybe I can charm her with my words. Well not just my words. I threw a little E.E. Cummings in there too. What? I am not completely an idiot when it comes to literature. I love me some poetry. Okay so I only have 2 poetry books, Robert Frost and E.E. Cummings. They were my grandmas and for some reason she left them for me when she passed. I only read them out of sheer boredom, and then I read them again and again when I wasn't bored. I kind of fell in love with them. They were a part of my grandma and I think she knew somehow that I would enjoy them.
Second period? Um I think not. Nap time? Yes, that's more like it. I headed out to my car at the back of the lot and took my nap. My alarm went off around 11:30 and I headed back in. Once again I saw her at her car, but she wasn't alone. She was with the dark haired girl. Her... sister-in-law? She had her hand on the girls back and was rubbing it caringly. The girl looked upset. I felt bad intruding on their moment so I walked towards the quad. My friends were all there already like usual. I walked over and immediately Madi ran up to me.
"Oh my god. Spill. What did she write?" I didn't know anyone could talk that fast.
"Uh. She told me I should take your advice." I left out the adorable part. She would just make fun of me more.
"Exactly, and you should. I thought we were so busted when she read the note."
"Yeah, well, it seems she has a sense of humor."
Madi laughed. "Yeah. It is kinda funny you thinking you can use your charm on her. Although I think you have kinda lost your touch girly."
I was about to respond when Casey came up next to Madi. Damn she looked good today. I gave her the once over and she shook her head.
"Ain't happening, Ash." She gave me this sexy grin. "So what are you two talking about?"
"Oh… not much. Just how Ash has lost her Mojo," Madi said, smirking.
"Funny Mads." Not really.
"Oh. I think she still has her mojo. She just uses it on the wrong people." She looked me in the eyes. What was that about?
"I think you both need to stop using the word mojo. This isn't an Austin Powers movie, and I haven't lost anything nor do I use "it" on the wrong people. I know what I want and I go after it. As you know I almost always get it." I looked directly at Casey when I said the last part. She looked away to hide her red cheeks.
"This one you need to give up, Ash. Not only is it wrong, it is illegal," Madi said in a quiet and serious tone.
"Uh. I definitely missed something here. Something big. What the hell is she talking about, Ashley?" She called me Ashley. She is not happy with me.
"It's nothing Case-y. Nothing to worry about."
"Okay. Don't tell me. See ya later guys. I am going to call my girlfriend." Yep. She was mad at me for some reason, considering she was looking right at me when she said "girlfriend". I don't know what is going on with her. She is the one that wanted said "girlfriend" and told me we couldn't be "together" anymore. Don't tell me she is jealous because I am using my mojo on someone else. Oh god. I didn't just say that. Forget that last part.
I didn't feel like eating all of the sudden so I sat down next to Chelsea, the only semi-normal one of the bunch, and steal some of her Coke. She can tell I am not in the mood to talk. She just nods her head to say "hi" and continues her conversation with Kyla. They are talking about the prom. Leave it up to my annoying cousin to bring up the prom when it is over 4 months from now. I put my I-pod on and leaned against the table. Ahhh... Adele always knew how to calm me down.
I made it through the rest of the day somehow. My usually fun classes weren't fun at all today. Hottie art class girl is still mad at me for flinging paint on her. Hottie music class girl apparently isn't too happy with me suddenly knowing how to play piano and hottie gym class girl, my favorite brunette is avoiding me. So I sat on the bleachers and watched them play that annoying game again. I don't know why I even left the bleachers to begin with. The view was much better up there and I wasn't getting smacked in the head with a damn volleyball.
I got dressed and waited outside of the locker room for Casey. She came out with some other girls and they were all laughing. She saw me, but kept walking. WTF?
"Casey?" I yelled above there laughter. She stopped and excused herself from them.
"What, Ash? I gotta get going or I will miss my ride."
"What is with you? You obviously avoiding me and you are clearly pissed off. What did I do?"
"Nothing, Ash. Nothing you don't normally do every day." She started to walk off.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I was so confused. She turned around to face me.
"Don't you ever get sick of it? The flirting, the fucking, the bolting?"
Oh wow! Now I understood. Maybe.
"Case, where is this coming from? Why do you even care? You have your girlfriend now. What does it matter what I do?"
"Of course, you think this is about us, Ash. It's not. We were always friends with benefits. Nothing more, nothing less. This is about you. I know you are young and you don't believe in love, but you have got to stop this. You are just hurting yourself, not to mention all of the girls you use. Whoever this mystery girl is… just leave her alone." With that, she left, and she didn't have me fooled one bit. Some part of what she said had everything to do with her.
I shook my head and walked down the hall to my locker. Dark haired girl was there again. I quickened my pace to make it there before she left. I really needed to give her the books that she left with me the day before and... maybe get some more info from her without making her cry.
"Hey. Uh. I got your books," I said as she was about to leave.
She stopped and looked at me with that scared look again. I smiled and the scared look went away.
"Yeah, sorry about that." She opened her locker as I opened mine. I handed her the books.
"I'm Ashley Davies, and you are?" I stuck my hand out to her.
"Miranda." She paused. "Miranda Dennison." She pulled my hand into hers and shook it. She smiled and it was then that I noticed she was kinda, sorta… hot. What? I'm just saying!
"So… you are still close with Mrs. Dennison, huh?" Yes… I was always so blunt and to the point. I needed info. She looked at me confused.
"Oh. I just… I saw you guys in the parking lot before lunch. Sorry. Never mind."
"It's okay." She smiled. For some reason I think she liked that I was talking to her. She didn't seem like the loner type, but she seemed kind of shy.
"Just curious. Teachers are so mysterious. You always wonder what they are like outside of school." And I wondered about Mrs. Dennison, A LOT.
"Well Spencer's kind of like my older sister. It's so weird hearing people call her Mrs. Dennison. I sometimes forget she was married to my brother. So, of course, she would have the same last name as me. Anyway, she's cool. Not like Miss Lincoln, who lives alone except for her fifteen cats and one parakeet." She laughed. I liked this girl. We could totally hang out. She made me laugh.
Spencer, huh? I liked it; it was different, and kind of hot for a girl's name.
"Well that's good to know. So Spen-cer doesn't have any cats?" I really didn't care if she had any cats, but the living alone part I was curious about. She could have moved on already.
"Nope. A dog though. She calls him her baby. Treats him like one too."
"I totally get that. My dog is my baby too. If it wasn't for him I would practically live alone." She looked at me sadly so I changed the subject.
"What about you? Any cats… or dogs… or babies?" She laughed again.
"God no! I can barely take care of myself."
"I think you do just fine." Okay… did not mean for it to sound that way. "Um, you know. You look healthy and all." Nice recovery, Davies.
She just laughed once again. I wondered if it had been awhile since she had laughed this much.
"Well I have to get going, Ashley. Spencer is actually picking me up and we are going to hang out tonight. She's probably wondering what is taking me so long."
"Oh, sorry, didn't mean to keep you."
"No problem. She's probably still trying to decide what we are going to do."
"What does she like to do?" Ah… curious Ashley was back.
"I don't know. What most 24 year old usually like to do?" So she was only 24, huh?
"But I am only 16, so that kind of leaves out a few things."
"Well I could recommend a place to go. It's called Pure. It's an over 21 music club, but I could get you in there." She looked unsure.
"Any how would you do that? You are only what, 17?"
"Well, for one, I am going to be playing there tonight, and two, my dad owns the place." She looked surprised.
"Oh. Cool. That sounds really good. I will talk to Spence about it."
"Talk to Spence about what?" That wasn't me. Who was... well hello!
Guess who was standing not 5 feet away. Yep, Spencer. Oh how that sounds so much better than Mrs. Dennison. She had her arms crossed and she was looking at me with a questioning/confused expression.
"Well, Ashley here plays at a music club called Pure. She invited me tonight, but I was hanging with you so I figured we could go."
"Is that right?" She looked kinda pissed. I could not read this woman.
"So? What do you think, Spence?" Yeah that was me. She looked hesitant now.
I may have gone too far calling her, Spence.
"Look. If you are worried about the student/teacher outside of school thing you guys can sit in the back and act like you don't know me. Then afterwards maybe Miranda and I can hang out a bit. I mean if that's okay with you."
She was thinking about it. Damn she was sexy, especially when she chewed on her bottom lip, like she was doing in that moment.
"Okay. We'll be there," she said with no expression. Miranda was excited. How did I know? Well she was hugging me at the moment. Awwwkward.
"So we will see you tonight, Ashley. What time to you go on stage?"
"Right around 8. Give or take a few minutes."
"Cool. See you then." I waved at her and then looked over at Spencer. She was just standing there like she wanted to say something. If only I could read minds. She realized she was just standing there and abruptly moved.
"See ya later… Mrs. Dennison." I gave her a sexy grin. I almost winked, but I thought that would be too much again.
She looked down the hallway and then back at me. "Yes. You will. See you later, Miss Davies." She smiled and walked towards the door where Miranda was on the phone waiting for her. Midway through opening the door she looked back at me and caught me checking her out. The look on her face was… I don't know. I really wished I could read minds.
"Is there something you need, Mrs. Dennison?" Oh how badly I had wanted to say that back to her.
She blushed, laughed and finally walked out the door.
Ha! I got my very sexy, gorgeous, smart, funny, and sexy teacher to blush. Take that, Madi and Casey. I hadn't lost my mojo. I mean my charm. Damn them and that stupid word. Tonight was gonna be fun. After tonight she wouldn't be able to resist me. I know, I know. This was so wrong, trying to seduce my teacher, but it felt oh so right.