Mr. Tomlinson

Darkness quickly falls, along with the temperature. I shiver moving closer to the fire. Louis moves closer to me, taking off a sweatshirt he had brought, and putting it on me. I turn to thank him, not realizing that I had subconsciously moved closer to him as well. Our faces, inches apart study each other. Louis leans even closer, and I move the rest of the way.

Our lips meet, the kiss passionate and rough. Thanks to the darkness, no one can see us. I reach one hand up to wrap around his neck. He cups my face in both of his hands, bringing me even closer to him. I suck on his bottom lip, and hear him quietly moan. I smile into the kiss. I'm about to reach my other hand up when Mia begins talking.


26Likes
34Comments
2274Views
AA

2. The First Day

I open the door and head in the school. Every year, we have the same lockers and locks so we just leave most of the stuff we need in them. I get to my locker and open it up, throwing in my sweatshirt and grabbing a folder. I slam it shut, and turn without looking, I trip over someone's foot and fall. I'm about to hit the ground but am suddenly grabbed and pulled back into someone. I gasp and look up, seeing a young looking guy with brown hair and amazing blue eyes.

"You alright there? Almost took quite the tumble" he says with a british accent.

"Y-yeah. Thanks." I stutter, probably looking like an idiot.

The boy is about to say something when the bell rings.

"I-I should probably get to homeroom. I don't want to be late on the first day." I say quietly, backing away.

His eyes almost glint, "Yes, don't want that."

I slightly smile, walking away quickly. Once in my homeroom I turn to my friend Maggie. We begin to talk about our summer and how we should hang out soon. The morning announcements come on and we all stand to say the pledge. After that Maggie and I go back to talking. We compare schedules to see if we have any classes together. Luckily, we have lunch, and drama together. 

Maggie looks at me in surprise, "Wait you took drama?! Wow, I never would have thought that you would!"

i sigh, "I only took it for the credits. Plus, I thought it was only a one semester class but apparently, it's for the entire year."

 

Maggie nods in understanding. The first bell rings and we get up, going to our first period class. I have child development. I'm pretty excited for the class, the teacher is great. 

The day goes on pretty fast, until 4th period. That's when I have drama. It's also the longest class of the day, being an hour. I trudge in slowly, sighing. I scan the room looking for Maggie. i smile when I see her and our friend Kaite, and Sam. I quickly walk over to where they sit. We all begin to talk, laughing loudly. I'm not that shy when I'm with my good friends. The next bell rings, signaling that class is starting. 

 

I face forward, my eyes widening when I see the boy who caught me today. He's the teacher?! My mouth drops open. He's so young! I thought he was like a new senior or something!

"Hello class! Welcome to Drama 1. I am your new teacher! My name is Louis Tomlinson, you could call me Louis but then I'd give you detentions for the rest of the year!" He says sassily.

My friends and I giggle, causing him to look in our direction. I immediately stop laughing, not wanting to get in trouble. Mr. Tomlinson smiles at me making me blush and look down. It's no doubt that he's good looking.

"We'll be getting to know each other a lot this year so each of you will stand up here and introduce yourselves. I'll start! Well, you already know my name, so I'm 21 years old, I love carrots and playing the guitar, as well as singing!" 

I hear most of the girls "whispering" to each other, not doing a great job of it. They all talk about how hot he is and how sexy it is when a guy sings and plays guitar. I look back at him as he starts to talk again.

"Any volunteers to go first?" He asks.

No one raises their hands.

"No? I guess I'll just have to choose! How about.... You!" He cheers.

I gasp. He's pointing right at me. I swallow visibly.

"Aw it's alright!" He encourages.

I shakily stand up and walk to the front.

"H-hi. I'm Chrissy Danielson. I'm 17 years old,I like writing and being with my friends" I say quietly.

Mr. Tomlinson nods, "Well Chrissy, I could hear you but I don't think everyone else could. Please say it again louder so everyone can hear you!"

I frown and look towards the ground, trying again.

"Hi, I'm Chrissy Danielson. I'm 17, I like to write and be with my friends."

Mr. Tomlinson frowns, "Enunciate your word Chrissy! Again!"

 

My face grows bright red as I attempt to try for a 3rd game.

"I'm Chrissy Danielson. I'm 17, I like writing and being with friends"

 

"Chrissy, can I ask you something?" he asks.

i nod, looking down.

"Why did you sign up for this class if you obviously aren't good in it already." 

My mouth drops open and I fight back tears, not used to being singled out like that. I look up and see my friends looking at me in support as I hear other people laughing.

"I-I didn't want to." I finally utter.

"Yeah I can tell." He says rudely.

The bell finally rings, I run over to my seat and grab my stuff. I don't wait for my friends, I run out of the classroom. I can't believe I thought he was nice. I wipe away a tear. My friends run to catch up with me.

"Hey, what he did was wrong. He's a total dick ok? Don't listen to him" comforts Sam.

I shrug my shoulders, walking into the cafeteria. I eat my food in silence. The bell rings and I walk off to my next class. Luckily, I have no more teachers like Mr. Tomlinson so I get to stay quiet for the rest of the day.

 

The school day ends, and I go to my locker grabbing my sweatshirt and putting some books away. I write a note to myself to go to the guidance office tomorrow and get switched out of drama class. I close my locker and see Mr. Tomlinson walking my way. He smiles at me, walking faster.

"Chrissy!" he shouts.

I turn around and run out of the school, refusing to deal with him anymore.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...