Two: Forbidden Apple
Tenth week of school, and I was walking into Ms. Hale's class with an apple in my hand. I was doing this because the apple represented a lot of things back in the old days, and usually, a kid gave an apple to their favorite teacher.
Ms. Hale was more then my favorite. She was everyone's favorite. Maybe it was because of her looks, or how sweet and kind she was, but everyone loved her so much.
"Natalie." She said in the middle of class, telling me to come up to her desk. I figured she'd be asking to talk about my grade, but instead, she said, in a whisper, "Can you stay after class? I need to talk to you about something."
I was more then happy to stay, so I quickly nodded and went back to my seat, finishing the work I'd been assigned to by her. I had almost forgotten about the apple I'd brought for her, until I saw it and walked back over to her.
"Yes?" She looked up through her eyelashes to see me, and I grinned a really cheesy smile. When she saw the apple in my hands, she smiled as well, and said, "oh, why, thank you, Ms. LuMuent."
"You're welcome, Ms. Hale..." I mumbled. "You're my favorite teacher." I said this while she was staring at my dragon lip ring. Was she staring at my lip ring or my lips? Huh.
Stop.
"You may take your seat again, Ms. LuMuent." She had stopped being so easy-going on me about four weeks ago, after sitting with me at that table.
The bell rung right when I sat down, which meant I had to get right back up. But wait... Ms. Hale had asked me to stay! Boo-Yah! See ya later, suckers!
"Natalie, please, while the next class is at break."
I walked over to her desk, she seemed really nervous, and apparently really wanted to talk to me. That's the least I could do, right? I mean, I never acted up in class, so I don't really understand why she'd want me to stay after class, but whatthefuckever, let's do this.
"Yes, Ms. Hale?"
"I've seen the way you look at..." She trailed off, her eyes sparkling with the least bit of curiosity you could ever imagine. Like she wasn't even planning on bringing this up to me.
I immediately started sweating, had she noticed I'd been staring at her during class time? If she did, I actually could get expelled for that. Teachers and students were not supposed to have relationships, I could legitimately get her fired... And I didn't want that, frankly. She kept my school day cheerful and... Not boring.
"Kole." She finished, a smug ass grin on her face, as if she'd found out who my crush was. Aha, I could play this off without her actually suspecting anything.
"Ah, you got me, Ms. Hale." I said, playing as if I truly ever look at that ugly ass mofo. Seriously, this dude is like... Let's just say, if you all think you're ugly? One look from him would totally change that, trust me. "I'm totally crushing on him."
She didn't buy that. Oh shit.
Uh-oh.
"No, I can tell who you really like, Natalie." She assumed. "Aren't they just a tad bit too old for you, hmm?"
Her brown eyes stared into my emerald green ones; as if she was trying to get deep down into my thoughts and find out my true crush. Who I really liked. Damn, I was lucky that wasn't possible... Else, she'd be getting fired and I'd be getting kicked out of here in no time. Some teachers already didn't like me.
I kind of didn't blame them.
"Well, the thing is..." I started, but she caught me off guard by putting her forehead to mine. I blushed and stared up at her through my eyelashes.
"Don't lie to me, Natalie." She smirked and stared down into my eyes. Now both of us were standing, and to be honest, she was just a bit taller then me. I could still reach her without standing on my toes. "I wish I could tell you."
"Tell me what...?" I breathed out, trying extremely hard not to kiss my damn teacher right here, right now.
"You're..." She trailed off, looking quite sad. She made no attempt at moving her forehead from mine, though. "I..."
"Ms. Hale," I studied her facial expression. She really wanted to tell me, but of course, the stupid laws told her she couldn't, the stupid laws told her that no teacher was allowed to tell a student anything personal. "You can tell me, I'm not going to spread anything around the school."
"Very well," she looked down, repeating my eye movements, studying my own facial expression now. It couldn't have been a bad one; I felt as if we were in heaven right now. "Do you know what an apple actually symbolized for Adam and Eve?"
"Temptation?" I pulled it off the top of my head, but honestly, it wouldn't surprise me if it were correct. It made sense, really, since Adam and Eve weren't supposed to eat the apple, but they really wanted to.
"Yes." She praised me by putting one hand on my shoulder and patting it, before pushing it back down to her own side. "You are correct. Now, what am I to tell you? You have guessed it."
Temptation!
"I'm your... Temptation?" I tried to form what she was saying; but it wasn't exactly working correctly, and we only had another couple minutes before the knock on the door came, and I'd have to go home.
She nodded against my forehead. "You are my Forbidden Apple, Natalie." She gently traced a small circle over my cheek, caressing it the slightest bit. "But we cannot be. It simply must be this way." She looked sad saying this.
Oh, God, the way she said that...
Stop this, Nat!
"If we feel the same way," I started, but she interrupted me yet again.
"Do you?" She asked. I nodded against her forehead she had done, and then gave her a look that told her the truth, that I had felt that way for a while.
"Now, what I was saying," I looked up to see if she was going to interrupt me again, and thankfully, it didn't look as if she were going to. "If we feel the same way, there must be a way to do this."
"What is 'this'?" She asked me to clarify for her, and it wasn't rhetorical, she honestly was asking that question.
"I was referring to a relationship between us, Ms. Hale." I muttered, looking up to see her response to this, I smiled as she did so.
"Please," she begged. Oh dear lord, please, let that be her in bed soon... "Call me Kaitlyn."
"Kaitlyn Hale," I let it roll out of my mouth. "I like that, it sounds really nice." A smile spread across my face having said this, and---
And the bell rung. The door was still locked, however.
Ms-- Uh, Kaitlyn, turned to go back and unlock the door, but I stopped her for a second.
"Wait a minute," I requested, and she obeyed, walking back over to me. Unbelievable. She was still looking as if we hadn't just told each other we were in love. "Come here."
"What are you--" I cut her off by kissing her gently, but did not expect her to kiss back, as she was doing so, and damn, our lips fit perfectly together.
Her tongue slipped across my lower lip, and I was about to part my lips when she pulled away to go answer the door.
"Please," she asked again, in the same begging voice from a couple seconds ago. "You must act as if this has never happened."
"Kaitlyn, why?" I looked into her eyes, my face a pleading look. I was begging her not to do this, she couldn't. Not right after telling me she loved me as well.
Again, she used a begging voice. "I am sorry, but you will be forced to call me by my last name again, and we may never kiss again. Please understand, Natalie. It puts us in jeopardy."
What the hell! She just told me that she loved me, and now she's pulling this bullshit on me!? What is this! Apparently, I can kiss her, I can tell her I love her, I can flirt with her, I can check her out, but we can't fucking have a relationship? What the hell is happening with my life! This is messed up!
It really broke my heart that Kaitlyn had just done that to me; as if she was just taking the entire thing as a joke. Seriously, she had just told me that she loved me, and literally right after the (most amazing) kiss in my life, she basically told me to screw off. Like a kick in the balls, if I was a boy. But I was pretty sure she wouldn't like the boy version of me, although I didn't want to automatically assume that she only liked girls. However, what she pulled had pissed me off.
We were talking about this after the next period.
Yikes, what's gonna happen between her and Ms. Hale, or better known now as Kaitlyn? It doesn't look good, whatever it might be...
Oh well, I guess you all will have to read if you wanna know... Mwahahahaha! >:3
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