Amaya
My head is in the clouds but my body is wide awake, its senses and feelings are on high alert as I walk done the spiral steps towards the large dinner hall. It's a restaurant really, but it looks like something out of a fairytale when you walk in, the chandelier lights, the tall green leaves circling each white pillar on all four corners of the room. And the pretty bricks, its tiles lighting up the large hall. I find Jess and Brigitta, their heads turned towards the table filled with boys and I shake my head, already seeing the hearts in Brigitta's eyes as she stares at Adrien.
"It's rude to stare." I joke as I sit beside the girls. Brigitta turns her head to me and she rolls her eyes, smiling. Jess grabs my hand, looking at me with her big blue orbs.
"I feel like we haven't seen you in so long. Where did you go?"
"I was with Hayes." His name accidentally slips out of me and my eyes go wide when the two girls look at each other. "I mean, Professor Abel." I say quietly.
"You can call him by his name, you know." Jess chuckles, shaking her head. "There's nothing wrong in that."
"Yeah, but don't you feel weird when I say it? I don't want to make it uncomfortable for you guys. He is still our teacher."
"But he's more than that for you. And we respect that." Brigitta says, passing me a glass of sparkling water.
"So..." Jess begins, planting her elbows onto the table, leaning forward to me.
"So...?" I raise a brow at her and she rolls her eyes, her lips beginning to curl upwards.
"What did you guys do? You were gone for so long." My cheeks flush at her question and I turn my head away, placing my hands on my lap. I shift in my seat when I notice Brigitta staring at me, a smirk plastered on her face.
"W-well, um..."
"Did you guys do the deed?" Brigitta suddenly says and now I'm looking away, clearing my throat.
"No, we didn't. Like I said, we're taking our time."
"But tell us something, we're curious. Have you seen his, you know..." Jess jerks her head to her lap, and her smile grows wide when I slowly nod my head. Gosh, just thinking about him is causing sparks in my stomach and I shift again in my seat. However, the soreness is still there, as if his slender fingers are still inside me. I wince, which catches the girls' attention.
"I thought you didn't have sex?" Brigitta asks quietly.
"We didn't. But we did some things." I cover my face with my hands as Jess lets out a small gasp, now looking at me with a devilish expression.
"So, how big is he?"
"He's...big." I utter quietly and Brigitta raises a brow.
"How big?"
...
To be honest, I'm not even sure how big he is. But one thing's for sure is that he bigger than he should be for an average male. Much bigger. I look at both at the girls wearily before bringing my hands up the table. Slowly, I separate my hands, showing them just how big he is. Their eyes widen like saucers and Jess tries her best not to spit out her drink.
"See!" She splutters, grabbing her napkin. "I told you he'd be big."
"Shh!" I hiss at her and my eyes casually move to the end of the room. And as clear as day, Professor Abel is staring at me, his lips just about to gulp down the rest of his drink. My cheeks flush when he raises a brow, clearly amused at my flustered state. My eyes flicker away and I hold the glass with dear life, wondering where to look.
Gosh how long has he been staring at me?
He didn't see my hands do...
Oh great.
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My Enemy, My Professor
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