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The First Day of School

by Michaela

You know how when you're young, you go through the "hot teacher" phase? Well, I do. It all started last September....

The first day of school. Pleasant for some, dreadful for others. The bell rings for first period. Hello 9th grade! I think to myself. Everyone is really unsure on how to act. But it's no different from Jr. High. Except there's a lot more immaturity than expected.
So I walk into 1st period. Its like the heavens above have answered my Prayers! I hear a chorus of angels in the background. There, standing right in front of me, is the hottest teacher in the whole school. Even if she is like 15 years my senior.
Of course the first day deals with paper signing and so forth. I'm sitting there drooling, and she’s trying to tell us about our first assignment. Which is for us to tell her about ourselves.
Later that day we all go home. And all I’m thinking about is her. It’s like that feeling you get when you see two hot people kiss, and it’s trapped in your mind. That’s how I felt. She was that hot kiss. I call my friend Ryan, who feels kinda the same way I do. Except he didn’t think about her ALL day. He’s Bi, like me. Instead he was talking about this cute guy he had a crush on named Joie. So he’d talk about Joie a little bit and I’d talk about our hot teacher.
I’d be sitting at home watching CSI. There she’d be. I guess it’s because something on the show was mentioned that correlates with her in God knows what way.
Or I’d be sitting in the car hearing my dad talking about if I started dressing more like a girl how I’d obviously get more boys to start checking me out. I thought to myself, I’m fat. Boys aren’t going to check me out. But those times in the car listening to him really didn’t matter. Because all I needed was her.
I went to my sister’s house one afternoon. Just the usual hanging out like I did with her every weekend. She had to go get a check up on her baby. Of course everything was fine. And that she’d be due in 10 weeks. On the way down the elevator we started talking about teachers she knew and teachers I knew. Then we got on the subject of hot teachers. I was like, “Jana, (in my stern/goofy face), I have a crush on a teacher."
“ Who?” she says.
“ Mrs. Erb.
“ Oh my god, Kayla, you are such a lesbian."
“ No I’m not. Just because I have a somewhat gay crush on a female teacher doesn’t mean I’m gay.
“ Sure, whatever you say.”
So from that point on, I wasn’t aloud to talk about teachers, especially females, being hot. It seemed like everyday she wasn’t there, I’d have an “off” day. But every time she was there, I’d have such an awesome 1st period. Its like here’s my #1 fantasy:
“ May I have this first dance, my darling?"
“ I’m feeling awkward, Mickey."
“ No, problem, my love. We can go to the car, if you’d like, and make out?"
“ Sure, I’m horny as hell!”
(Kissing sounds)
“ You wanna?
“ Wanna what?
“ F***?
“ Yeah!”
(sounds of clothing being taken off and grunts)
“ I’m gonna f*** you like you’ve never been f****** before!!
“ OH MY GOD!
“ Yes, I can do that with my tongue.”
(Licking sounds)
(Moans)
I say, “your turn"
“ OH MY GOD!!”
She replies, “ Yes, I can do that with my tongue."
“ I love you SO MUCH”….(very loud moans).
Afterwards, I take a drag on a cigarette, “That was the best f*** I’ve had in ages!" So that was my fantasy. But would it become reality?
The next day when I walk in there she is. I melt in the knees. Ah! What a joyous day...