I am In Love With My Teacher

"Dad?" I whisper as he push his hands between his oval face. "What is wrong?"

"I..." He looks up shaking his head. "I knew Matt since I was a teenager. He was a good man why would someone do it?"

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

"You know as well what I am talking about Sammy." He whispers.

My breath hitched. "Who do you think did it?" I ask sitting across from him.

"I don't know," he grabs a piece of paper swaying it to and fro. "Matt hit the jack pot. His publishing house blew up from all the writers, Samantha this man was rich as fuck." I always don't like when my parents swear... Its weird.

"So you think it might be one of his co-workers who killed him?"

My dad shook his head slowly and shrugs. "Something is not right. Tomorrow I am going in to see what is what. See if there is something, something to this I can feel it in my guy," he throws the paper harshly on the desk leaning back in his chair. The gut is always right dad. Trust me I know. Andy and Amy brother and sister and suddenly my uncle dies.

I am not even considering Andy being a part of this. No way in hell is he. I am just going to a selfish person and just ignore that maybe Andy's sister might of killed the man my father considered his best friend and I and juliet's uncle. "Is there anything I can do?"

"Matter of fact yes," he sighs. "When you get home. Go into my study." He slides a black key over to me. "The second drawer on the left has your, your sisters and your mothers birth certificates. Fax it to me."

"Why dad?"

"Do as you told angel."

I nod instantly. "Yes sir."

"Good." I grab the key placing it in my jean pocket. "I will see you at your graduation ceremony." I walk around the desk kissing my father's temple.

"I love you dad."

"Love you to Sammy."


I wish I was dead... Literally. No offense to Matt.

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monday.

My tight jeans were sitting just right around my butt as my shirt was sitting on me like a overly large friend potato. My pen in one hand and my note book in another I walk down the hallway with a heavy sigh. "Mrs. Simms." I turn around seeing Andy. "Or soon to be Mrs. Biersack."

Is he mad? Is he mad? I haven't talked to him since 'the text message' incident.

"I am so sorry sir." I bow my head quickly. "About-"

"I love your obedience," he lifts up my chin with his thumb staring me deep into my eyes. "I am sorry as well. You know I am the jealous type."

"Like I said-"

"No. Don't say sorry my princess. How was New-York?"

"I uh... Good." Don't tell em you know his sister. You are in a good place with this man now. Don't fuck it up!!!

"I am glad. we need to talk."

Oh no.

"About?"


He closes that blue mirrors and opens them again. "I know you are scared of my 'personality' that's why I am going to give you a lesson."

A what now? Lesson. "I uh... Meaning what?

"Meaning I am willing to give you the basics. The pro's the cons and you get to see what I am and who I was." That jeremy's words came back to me. Broken heart broken bone. More like broken face. This dude is a sadist after all.

"When?"

"Today after the exam," he held out a small key. "The apartment is ready." He kisses my cheek and walk down the hallway. "I expect 80 at least on the exam in English."

You are not my english teacher! Ugh. I grunt heavily walking into the assembly hall. "You ready?" Danny asks with a heavy sigh.

"No."

"Alright seniors." Mr. Pitts yells standing between me and Danny. "Three hours and make it count." He look down to me and a small smile escape his lips. "Good luck."

What's up with the smile.

No thinking about anything. Clear your mind! Oh who am I kidding I am more nervous on the after school special!

KMN!!! stop using initials

Notes

iI do not have any wifi at my grams house. now doing everything from my phone sorry I a taking long to upload and my grammer sucks. comment? will do southouts when I go home. love ya all