I am inlove with my Professor ( Andy B love story)

"I love you." I sing softly wiping away my tears as i watched my 'sad phase movie' Moulin Rouge. "And i will love you, suddenly the world seemed like a perfect place." I sobbed uncontrollably going through twenty tissue packets. The door cracked open seeing my father with a plate in his hand. His big brown eyes bigger than usual.

"I made pie." A boyish grin came on my face as he sat next to me on the beam bag. "You're sad pumpkin head."

"I am daddy." I nodded as he hand me the plate. "I really like this boy, he is older than me." I lowered my head stabbing the pie with the silver object. "He is nice, i think. I never really talked to him,"

"Is he old enough to be your dad?" I looked up shaking my head. "But he is older than you." I nodded. "You are smart. Does Google say anything?" He asked with a side smile.

"No daddy, i haven't checked Google yet. I thought you can give me advice." I ask with a glimmer of hope in my eyes. "Daddy are you drunk?"

"I am." He said with nod and smile. "I knew something was wrong with my baby, you were awfully quiet at dinner."

"Daddy you were passed out of the kitchen table." I said with a smile.

"Oh that's why, but i made pie." I nodded hugging my father tight. "Don't do anything stupid okay, he is an older man. I will run him over with my truck, and take his head using it as golf practice."

"Thanks daddy."

He pulled himself up and nodded. "Goodnight melon head."

"Love you."

"Love you too," He closed the door leaving me with a heavy growl towards the world. I pulled myself from my beam bag and walked over the mirror, Seizing the remote control. Pressing the green button Nirvana 'Something in the way' blast through the speakers making me sway to and fro bobbing my head to and fro.

"Hi!" Carrie laughed climbing into my room once again. "How was school- oh pie." She grabbed the plate from the floor jumping on my bed. "Good?"

"No." I whispered twirling around. " 'Its alright guy' asked me to be is PA today. I think he likes me."

"No," She said with a grin shaking her head side to side. "He just want pay back for his shirt- Oh i like this song, what song is this?"

"Duaghtry, every time you turn around." I said with a smile. "Do you want something to drink?"

"Beer would be neat." Carrie grumbled enjoying the song as she placed the fork in her mouth. I gave a nod and walked down stairs seeing my father passed out on the sofa. I sigh heavily grabbing a blanket from the closet. Slowly covering him i walked into the kitchen seeing my mother sitting on the edge of the table swaying her legs to and fro as she was reading her book. My mom had me when she was sixteen, daddy was nineteen. they are still really young at heart. Even though for a 35 she really build her self. Ever since Momma and Pop died two years we got rich, stroke gold actually.

My mom is a graphic designer while dad is a retired marine, three years he came home, cause he was hurt really bad, he can't really walk, he limps more. "Hey mom."

"Hey sweetie."

"Can i have a beer?"

"Sure, but you don't drink beer. Is it for Carrie?" I nodded with a laugh grabbing a bottle from the fridge and a can of coke for me. "You look sad." Damn her motherly instincts.

"I got a job today, well the professor is going to pay me in credits."

"That's amazing pumpkin head. But why are you sad?" She asked removing her reading glasses. "Talk to mom."

"Well." I leaned on the counter. "I really like this boy. He is nice. But he is too old for me."

"Than no." She snapped softly "You are not having sexual intercourse with a man, that's prohibited in this house hold."

"I know mom." I whined. "I just don't know what to do."

"About keeping your vagina to yourself, that would work. I can buy you a vibrator- but you know i only have one rule. No dating until you are done with school, and college, i want to see you high, not low with a baby, like me. I want to see my angel be the first to graduate with honors, a few degrees and a PHD, you are going to be a doctor, come what may."

So i can just look at him than? No touching. "I understand mom. And i will keep my vagina locked, but no thanks on the vibrator." He jumped up kissing her cheek. "Love you."

"Love you too Pumpkin head."

As i walk up the stairs with a beer in one hand a coke in another my mouse wheels began to travel once again. I really am in love with my ethics and morality professor, i have no denying that he is hot, attractive and maybe have a good personalty, soon to be known when i am his personal assistant. Even i know that me and him will never happen and to be honest with myself i am okay with it. It is just a dream- no a fantasy that keeps me every night awake but hey, that's just what a teenager is, creating stuff.

I slammed the door shut behind me handing my friend her beer. I crashed on the bed with her with laughter. "I wish i can sing." I whispered gazing into nothing. "I wish i could dance."

"You sound like if i strangle a chicken- which i won't do but yeah you sound like a strangling chicken, and dance like a headless one."

"So true." I nodded in agreement. "I don't have any talents, uh i can't draw, i can't sing, or dance-"

"You have a talent." She laughed. "You are really smart, you can like operate people."

"Carrie why do you keep saying like?"

"Like i don't know." She shrugged sipping on her beer. "Wanna watch some penguins of Madagascar?"

"That sound's rad. Let's stream it i don't know where my DVD is."

"Alrighty than."

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