Moonlit Dreams

Chapter 1 part 2

Sivil woke in the middle of history class screaming like a madwoman. All the class was laughing except the teacher. He looked a little concerned and irritated at the same time. When he saw that she was okay he gave her a warning glare and began to teach again. Ugh! Why did I have to fall asleep in the only class where the teacher hates me?! I wonder why I was screaming…I don't remember what I was dreaming except that it was confusing and kind of scary. History was completely boring and none of her friends were with her in class to keep her awake…which means that she slept a lot in history.

"Since you have been so kind as to distract all the students' attention from the lesson they were learning as you were snoring in the back of the room-" the teacher was interrupted by Sivil protesting.

"I don't snore! You're ears must be bothering you in your old age!" Sivil said with a know-it-all tone. The teacher was probably about thirty-four, so the teacher was far from losing his hearing yet…but it was too must fun seeing him get angry with nothing to do about the source of his anger.

"As I was saying before you rudely interrupted me, Could you tell us what exactly we were discussing?" He said with a little smirk. He was actually handsome if you were into that older guy look, but right now that smirk made him look hideous in Sivil's eyes. He thinks he's so smart…let's see how far I can make him mad before he sends me to the office.

"Well let's see…First you were like 'we're going to talk about the civil war today'" Sivil said in a ridiculous imitation of the teacher's voice. "Then you started talking and it sounded kind of like 'blah blah civil war blah blah blah slaves blah blah lots of death blah blah-"Sivil was interrupted when the teacher made a grunt.

"I think that's enough. We get the point that my voice sounds like mumbling to you-" He was interrupted when Sivil had to get her point in.

"Oh no! That's not what I think you're voice sounds like. It's more like a monotone drone, kind of like a computer when you overwork it. Anyway after a couple more blahs I drifted to a nice slumber until your face popped into my mind, then I began to scream because it was so hideous." Sivil said. His face was beginning to turn an interesting shade of purple and red from anger. Sivil shook her short brown her in laughter. Her coffee colored eyes crinkled in humor. Unlike her dreams she was chubby and short with a tan that almost constantly stayed. Where as in her dreams she had long silver hair with beautiful emerald eyes, and a long, slim body that looked like it had never seen the light of day.

I can jeer at him all I want because he can't do anything today. It's the last day of school before summer vacation. No one cared about learning right now. Only the history teacher thought of preparing them for the next school year. We had taken our exams and we're ready to deplete our brain cells over the course of summer break.

"That's it young missy! You are staying after school for detention with me!" He was in front of her desk yelling at her, but she didn't care. Next year she was going to be a senior and get out of this stupid school, but for some reason his words seemed just a tad ominous.

"Fine! It's not like you have anything better to do than to keep young girls in your classroom after school." Sivil said with a glare at her teacher as the bell rung for school to end. Everyone ran for the door to enjoy the beginning of summer break. How many of them would be dead drunk before tomorrow even started? They would think themselves so cool for drinking, but in truth they were stupid, just stupid. Who would want to begin summer with a killer hangover and not know what they had done the other day.

Sivil was shaking her head as the teacher turned towards her after telling everyone to have a wonderful, safe summer. He gave her a glance that Sivil couldn't read.
It appeared like an odd combination of anger, satisfaction, and anticipation. Then he went to the door and locked it. Fear began to seep into her.

"Why are you locking the door?" Sivil said with an are-you-stupid tone in her voice. Inside she felt like a rabbit caught in the headlights deciding whether she should run or stay where she's at. He ignored her question as he walked over to the windows and closed the blinds. The fear now took over her entire body as she began to shake uncontrollably.

"Why are you shaking, my dear little mouse?" He said with another weird look. What is that look?! Little mouse? "I can finally show you how much you're little arguments were doing to me." I don't know what you're going to do, but I'm not going to be here when you do.

"I have to call my mom to tell her that I have to stay after school." Sivil pulled out her cell phone with still shaking hands. In fact she was shaking so much that her fingers hit the wrong numbers. "Sorry…I have to redial. I don't know why I'm shaking so much." Sivil said as she tried to concentrate on the numbers that were dancing in front of her eyes instead of the teacher as he walked closer and closer to her desk. Sivil started to leave her desk to escape him when her cell phone was yanked out of her hand, and she was forced back down into her desk. He threw her cell across the room towards the door, which was the farthest from her desk.

"Sorry…my hand slipped." He said with a smile that made Sivil feel uncomfortable even though she didn't know the meaning behind the smile. He moved so she was trapped between the desk and him. It was very awkward with her sitting down and him standing because if she looked straight she would be staring at his…oh my god! The meaning of all those confusing looks and smiles all of a sudden hit her! He wants me like a man wants a woman! She began to reach for anything within grasp when he forcefully pressed her arms into her sides. He brought out some rope from in behind some books on the bookshelf. How in the world did I not notice that! He tied her arms to her body and placed her on the desk. Then he tied her legs to the legs of the desk making her legs spread apart.

"I've been waiting for this for a long time, so let's make sure to have fun." He whispered into her ear as he placed himself between her legs. Sivil tried to close her knees, but his thighs were a lot stronger than they looked. He grabbed her short hair and forced her to look at him. His eyes were as dark as night instead of their normal brown. Sivil was just about to open her mouth to scream when he forced his mouth on her mouth. When Sivil bit his tongue as it shoved itself into her mouth, he pulled her hair hard.

"Don't do that again if you want to have at least some pleasure with this mating."

Then he forced his mouth on hers, and his other hand began to roam her figure. Sivil felt like she was going to puke inside of his mouth when he began to squeeze her breast. It would serve him right too.

Then the disgusting presence of his body, mouth, and hands were gone. Sivil looked around to find her savior, but all she found was the teacher in his chair lying on his desk unconscious. Sivil began to wonder if it was all a dream then decided that it wasn't worth the trouble. It was over and it would never happen again because this was his last year at her high school. He was transferring schools next year probably because of what ever might have happen today. Sivil grabbed her backpack and purse and walked over to the door and grabbed her cell. As she was checking to see if there was any damage, the teacher began to wake.

"What happened?" He asked with a little rub of his head as if he had a headache.

"Well…During my detention you fell asleep saying that you were tired after an entire school year of teaching or something like that." Sivil said with a shrug. It was better if she pretended if nothing happened.

"Oh well…Have a nice summer vacation." He looked confused at the explanation as if he remembered differently. Sivil open the door to see her best friend and younger sister arguing about who was going to knock on the door. Same old same old. Sivil shook her head at that. They left the school building laughing and asking what they were going to do during summer. What a great way to start summer vacation. Being almost molested by your teacher can freak a person out if you think about it. I wonder what else is in store for me. With that wonderful thought she said bye to her best friend with promises to call later. Who could have possibly gotten into a locked room, pulled a not-so-light teacher off her, and disappear without a trace. At least she was going to her aunt's house and escape this weird place for a while. Yes, escape was a sweet thought. Away from pedophile teachers, weird dreams that I can't remember, and mysterious heroes. If only she knew what was in store for her this summer.

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