So I got a couple reviews, a follower or two, and I like the story, so I think I'm going to write a few chapters and get a few more followers. I'm trying a new angle, where Emily is more of a friend to Aria then Spencer, and Spencer feels guilty. Happy Reading! –sototallyrandom
I've kissed my teacher. How can I not feel like this is wrong? I've never had a teacher that makes me blush before.
The whole entire class I'm so distracted by the sound of his voice that I can't even tell what its saying and I've missed the entire lesson.
"Aria Montgomery, can I please see you for a minute?" Ezra asks right as the bell rings. I pack up my things and make my way towards his desk, trailing my fingers along the student desktops so I know where I am and stopping right beside Ezra's desk. I rest the tips of my fingers on the surface of his desk and wait for him to speak.
"You know we can never do what we did again, right?" He asks. I can tell by the way his voice sounds and the speed of his breathing that he's nervously checking to make sure no one can hear us.
"Why?" I ask.
"Don't get me wrong, when I met you I thought 'Who IS this girl?'. But I'm your teacher, and you're my student." He explains.
"I'm still that girl." I say, searching for his hand with mine. When I find it, I rest my hand on top of it and look to where I believe his eyes are. It's silent for a moment and I wait in agony for some signal of his emotions.
"We just can't." He says. His hand quickly pulls out from under mine and my hand feels cold with its absence.
"Mrs. Welch." Ezra greets her, saying her name more as a warning to me.
"Thanks for explaining the homework assignment." I tell him, exaggerating the word explain. All the classrooms in the school are laid out the same except for the science labs, so I know I can walk out of the room without my cane. I'm proven wrong when my face smacks into the doorframe.
"I moved the desk." Ezra says. "Are you ok?"
"Just peachy." I tell him, finding the open door with my hand and walking through it before taking my cane from my bag and unfolding it.
I can't believe him! He was talking to me like I was some immature child! Just yesterday he was making out with me in the bathroom of a bar and now he won't even talk to me about it.
I tap my cane back and forth, careful of people's feet in the crowded hallway.
"Aria!" A familiar voice calls my name. I stop where I am and wait for Emily to approach me.
"Do you need any help?" she asks me.
"I could use a guide, I haven't been here for a year and I don't remember everything about the hallways." I tell her with a sigh. It's true, I've already run into two corners and a wall with my cane, and I've gotten lost once.
"Sure." Emily says. She hooks her arm around mine and I hold on to it like a lifeline as she guides me through the crowded halls. It's a miracle that we have the exact same schedule.
"I really appreciate this." I tell her.
"Any time." I love her warm voice. Not many people have as much emotion in their voices as Emily. Just by hearing a few words, I can hear how she has a gentle nature and kind heart.
"Emily… What happened to Jenna?" I ask as we walk, me shuffling my feet every few meters when I feel like I'm about to run into someone.
"She's kind of a bitch." She says bluntly. I stifle a laugh.
"She always has been." I say.
"I hope she'll be nicer to you than she is to the rest of us. She does owe you her sight for taking the explosion." Emily says. I don't really know what to say.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up."
"No, no, it's ok." I assure her, gripping her arm tightly when someone bumps into my shoulder and throws me off balance.
"Watch it!" She shouts at them. This surprises me, I've never heard her snap at someone like that.
"He only bumped into me, it was an accident." I tell her.
"How'd you know it was a he?"
"Just his shape. He seemed blocky and heavy."
"And you got all of this just by bumping into him?" She asks.
"Yeah,"
"That's amazing."
"When you don't have one sense, the others just start to work harder. I really haven't lost anything because I can hear and feel things so well."
"If you say so." Emily says. "According to Hanna, our new English teacher is someone you'd want to crash into." Heat rushes to my cheeks, surely turning them a scarlet red, and I struggle to contain my laughter at the irony.
"You did, didn't you?" She squeals.
"You could say that."
"Tell me about it!" She says.
"Nothing happened, I just bumped into him." I lie.
"Then why are you blushing so much?"
"Because he's a TEACHER. I was embarrassed that I ran into a teacher."
"Here's your locker." Emily jerks me to a stop and quickly apologizes. She turns me toward where I assume it is.
"Can you open it for me?" I ask her. "You're like my designated set of eyes." I tell her with a laugh.
"Sure, what's your combo?"
"They told me it is the same as last year." Emily already knows this combination, so she gets to work and I listen to the spinning and clicking sounds the lock makes and then the metal bang when she throws open the door.
"Aria?" I soft voice questions. I think it's Spencer, but I can hardly tell because of the level of sorrow in her voice, which is so unlike the Spencer I know.
"Hi Spencer." I say, turning my head to the left where the voice came from.
"How are you doing?" She asks. If I'm not mistaken I can sense a level of guilt.
"Uh, good. You?" I ask. It's disappointing how this conversation is going, I'd never imagined that I'd ever have to small talk with Spencer. We used to be closer than the rest of the group.
"Good." She says.
"Hi Emily."
"Hey." Emily hardly acknowledges Spencer and it makes me wildly curious about what has been going on since I left. There is a moment of awkward silence before Emily interrupts.
"Aria, we should hurry or we'll be late to math." She says.
"Oh. Ok." I say, gathering special braille books from my locker, feeling the covers before picking them up.
"See you around Spence." I say as Emily gently tugs me along. I close the locker and slide the last book into the bag hanging at my side from my opposite shoulder. Neither Emily or Spencer say anything else and it becomes clear that for some reason they aren't getting along.
Sorry, no Ezra, this chapter is to introduce the subplot with Spencer and Emily. If you like the story follow and review!