My Teacher Wants Me

Chapter Four: Twin Flame

Chapter Four: Twin Flame

+unedited, sorry for mistakes+

It's cold. The feeling I once had in my toes is gone, and my breath is coming out in white puffs. My fingers are stiff, and this pathetic excuse for a blanket is not fooling anyone. My body is a popsicle that has been left in the freezer for too long. I'm sure there's even frostbite on certain parts of my body that I can't see. Might as well call me the Winter Queen, that's what I feel like, after all.

After everything that I have been through within the last twenty-four hours, this is the worse.

Sleeping on the floor is not what I wanted to be doing. I asked to go home, but no. "This is my home now!" So my hopes of sleeping in my lovely, warm, and comfortable bed is out of question. Mr. Perry has made the fact I won't be leaving clear.

I let out a sigh and watch my breath swirl in the air. How anyone could be sleeping at this temperture confused me. Yet, laying peacefully with a sheet on the bed, is Mr. Perry- who happens to be a bit of a snorer, in case you were wondering. To say I hate him even more is an understatement.

I despise him and hope he dies horribly, and slowly.

Oh wait, he isn't really living! How could I forget?

That's right, because I never believed in vampires, thats why!

Curling myself into a ball, I realized that maybe I had made a mistake in choosing to lay on the ground rather than share a bed. Laying with him would be a lot better than this.

Gathering all my courage, I stood up, blanket wrapped around me like a second skin. I walked over to the section of the bed uninhabited by Mr. Perry and gently placed myself there. Once I had gotten comfortable, I rolled over and looked at him. I can't lie, when he's sleeping, Mr. Perry had to be the most attractive person I'd ever laid my eyes on. I smiled to myself and laughed at the idea of what people would say if they found out about this.

What a slut!

I'm so jealous! Why'd he choose her?

I turned on my back and swallowed the saliva in my mouth. Why would he choose me, anyway. I was a nobody, and he had plenty of popular and pretty girls hit on him all the time. I had witnessed it with my own eyes. He could have had anyone, even a celebrity if he really wanted. Here I was though, in his bed, claimed as his.

I let out a sad sigh, looking at the peaceful man next to me once more. I rolled over onto my side and willed sleep to take me.

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I woke up warmer than I'd ever been. A weight was keeping my waist pinned to the bed, and the gentle breeze on my neck tickled. It didn't take long to realize what was going on when a loud snore sounded in my ear. In no time, I was up, pushing the body of Mr. Perry as far away as possible.

"Get off! Get off!" I pleaded in a quiet whisper.

Mr. Perry opened his eyes sleepily, "Please stop, just let me lay with you!"

He crawled over to me, obviously unwilling to leave me be. I leaned forward and pushed him again, but this time, I felt myself start to fall off the side of the mattress.

Oh, shit.

I closed my eyes and waited for the impact. I knew it woul hurt, but I was ready. After about thirty seconds, I never hit the ground. I peeked through one eye and found myself being held over the edge by Mr. Perry.