Art class
“I know it’s dangerous, I know it’s crazy, but boy do I want it.”
Disclaimer: This the spin off story of *Mrs. Shuler* on watt pad. In other words, what I would have wanted to see in the book
Lilith:
It wasn’t really an obsession...but more of a deep admiration that led to desire that led to daydreaming and constant times where I zone out..
She was just so intoxicating, every time she walked past me and I caught a whiff of her Angel Perfume, not the one in the star bottle, but the one in the commet bottle, the latest edition.
I’m rambling..
I bought the perfume after extreme research on the smell that filled my nose. I wore it for a day and she might have noticed that I smelled like her. She never said anything.
I had to stop wearing it though, for those who I was around noticed the girlie perfume and questioned my “badassness” I longed for her, but I also had to keep my reputation up.
You’re wondering who I’m talking about aren’t you? Yeah I thought so. Well...let’s talk about my Art teacher, Mrs. Shuler. God, I cat even say her name without being turned on.
You might think that’s really perverted saying things about a teacher like that. But hear me out, she’s only 24, she’s short, she can be easily mistaken for a student..She has this beautiful fluffed out dirty blonde hair, light brown eyes..A few freckles on her nose that stand out because her skin is flawless, no wrinkles...no lines...no pimples..and she always had a smile on her face and a little bit of paint on her shirt.
She’s been my Art teacher for two years, now I’m a senior, and I’m in love, and I’m trying to figure out what I want to do with my life before I graduate and leave her and this school behind when I go off to college. I’m 19, it’s LEGAL to be with her, it just wouldn’t go over so well that she’s my teacher.
“Lilith!” I hear come muffled from in front of me, Startled I look up to see my love standing infront of me slightly frustrated, I almost cried seeing her so frustrated at me. But of course I put up my front and leaned back in my chair.
“Yeah yeah yeah, I’m listening woman, now if you don’t mind you’re bothering me, so I’d love it if you’d get your body away from my desk so I can continue with sometihing more important” My heart dropped to my stomach and I almost couldn’t get my words out and I wanted to apologize so bad for treating her that way.
Her face fell, but then bounced back to an angry teacher. “That’s quite enough Miss Deangelo! Detention with me all week.” She slammed her hand down on my desk and stormed back to her desk.
I placed my head down on my tabled and tried to keep my feelings to myself. This was my last class of the day so I couldn’t even skip because I just had to sit there while everybody ran out the door.
I sat there and quickly wiped at her eyes while she closed her door and walked towards me, I’m praying she didn’t see.
She plopped down next to me in a desk to my left.
I tried to avoid eye contact with her but I almost broke when I heard.
“Why don’t you like me?”
See you guys later! Not sure when the next update is going to be...Unedited
ive read this in wattpad