He teases me and seems to seek me out. I think I'm falling in love with one of the music teachers at my school, I am 15 and he's probably no older that 30, he looks 25 to me. I love even the smallest things he does, like when he plays random things on the piano or when he does something clumsy. He's the most attractive man I've ever seen. He's married with a daughter. I put super glue in my teacher's shoes because she's never giving me the grade I deserve.
Fitzpatrick taught us were part of every gothic horror novel. I was a senior then, about to graduate. Glued to my seat even in the late, late spring when my classmates were terminally zoned out, focused on graduation, the summer ahead of them, college. But I still had unfinished business here, and today he was wearing a black tie over a light blue button-up and jeans that were just snug enough to drive my imagination wild.
Hello readers, this is the my first story here. Well it started with a FB post, to which I replied her in personal message. She encouraged it and started the conversation. In the college, she was just for one semester, and that whole semester I uses to stare her.