♥My boyfriend is my teacher♥

It is a story about a girl named Maureen, that moved to a small town in Alabama, from Manhattan, because her dad got a job offer that he couldn't say no to. Maureen is desperate for love, and ends up having a secret realationship to her english teacher Chris.

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I was nervous to show up at school today, so my dad gave me permission to stay home. I was afraid of that guy, that nearly raped me last night. Of course I was scared. It made sense. I slept all day, but woke up when I got a text from Chris. "Hi babe. Everything's ok?" It said. I forgot about it, and fell asleep again. Then my phone rang. I was tired, so I had a tired voice. "Heeey who is this?" I said. "It's Chris." "Chris?! Why are you calling me?" "Are you okay?" "I almost got raped last night. No.." I could hear him sighing in the phone. "I paid him to get the hell out of this town. Nobody should touch you." I felt a relive. "Would you do that? Aww.." "So you'd better come tomorrow. A day without seing you is like hell." Then I could hear the bibbing tone in the other end of the phoneline. He had ended the phonecall. Weird ending I know. 

 

I showed up the next day, and I was happy. I met up with my friends, saw Chris, and he asked me to stay late at school that day. He wanted to tell me something. The day went as normal. But afterwords we met up in my classroom. "Hi".. He smiled at me, but it was a nervous smile. I sat down. It was awkward. There was so silent, so I could hear my own breath. Suddenly he broke the silence. "Maureen.. You know I care for you. We've known each other for so little time, but I really do. Oh my gosh.." He had something bad to tell me. "I'm leaving for six months, to travel around the world, and visit diffrent schools. It is a huge opportunity for me." I stared at the floor. "No, please don't." I shed a tear. Knowing him for four days, caring so much, and suddenly everything we had was thrown away. "I'll return in February. You have every right to be mad at me, and I can't stop you. You can see other people while I'm gone, and you can do what ever you want. I have no right to care. I really love you, and you may take care." "When are you leaving?" He took my hand. "Tonight." I removed it again. "Well have fun." I stormed out of there. 

 

I was so sad he was leaving. I cried for days. And all I had heard from him was, "I'm leaving now. I love you. Take care." 

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