The Teacher and the Student

Lena Ruthford was the most popular girl in school. Everyone loved her. Lena was in love with one person, her math teacher, Ezra Matthews. One thing leads to another and her life changes in one moment. But what would that change be?

This story is probably really crappy because I wrote it a long time ago, but I thought I would put it on here and continue with it.


6. Chapter Six

On the way to Trista’s house, Lena couldn’t stop smiling. She was so happy and in love. But then she remembered that Ezra hadn’t officially asked her to be his girlfriend. Why hadn’t he done that? Maybe he just forgot. I hope he does it the next time were together. She finally got to Trista’s and the girls were sitting right by the door. When she parked the car the girls were running out the door and pulling her into the house.

“Oh my god! What happened tonight?” all the girls asked.

“Well okay, so it started at when I got there I knocked on his door and he wouldn’t answer. Then I hear my phone go off it was him. He was telling me how beautiful I look and stuff and I was like how do you know this. I turned around and there is a black stretch limo and Ezra is sitting in it.” Lena explained to them.

“What? Oh wow! That is so amazing. A black limo that is really something.” Cassie said.

“What else happened?” Lizzie asked.

“Well, on the way down to dinner in Seattle we talked about just about everything. But when we got to Seattle Ezra told me we were having dinner at Le Bec Finn. It was very pretty. We walked in holding hands, which was so amazing because we could actually do that without anyone noticing us. We talked threw dinner and stuff like that. We talked about are past dating life and stuff. Not to interesting really.” Lena was telling to them.

“Well that sounds like fun. Isn’t Le Bec Finn like really expensive?” asked Trista.

“Yeah like really, really expensive.” Lena said.

“Wow! He must really like you. But keeping going on with the story.” Lizzie said.

“Well we got back into the limo and went over to the Metropolly. We got threw some of the art, then we got to this painting called World of Love by Lonny Smith. It was a bunch of different hearts in different colors and textures. When we got to that painting Ezra looped his arm around my waist and pulled me in and kissed me. It was the most magical moment. I felt so protected and safe. His lips were so soft and amazing.” Lena said.

The girls were just sitting there cooing and smiling.

“That is really sweet. I wish I could have a moment like that.” Trista said.

“Yeah it was pretty amazing. But the best part was, was when he told me he loved me!” Lena exclaimed.

“What? He did!” The girls said at the same time.

“Yeah. He told me right after he kissed me. He was telling me that he loved me since freshman year. He was telling me that I was pretty and smart and all that other stuff.” Lena said.

“That is so sweet! So did he ask you to be his girlfriend?” Asked Trista.

“Well, no. I think we both got caught up in the moment that he forgot to. We plan on seeing each other tomorrow. So I hope he will ask me then.” Lena said.

“What time are you guys going to hang out tomorrow?” Lizzie asked.

“I don’t know yet. I’ll text him tomorrow and figure it out.” Lena told them.

“Okay. So what else happened?” Cassie asked.

“Well we just went around the museum and stuff. Then the workers finally had to kick us out because it was getting late. Then we got into the limo and cuddled and talked. I found out his middle name is James. Then by the time that conversation was over we were out his house.” Lena said.

“That sounds so perfect. I wish I had a man like that.” Cassie said.

“Yeah me too.” Both Trista and Lizzie said at the same time.

The girls spent the rest of the night talking, doing facials, and doing girly things.

Lena could not imagine a more prefect night. She had 3 amazing best friends and the most amazing man ever. Life couldn’t be more prefect Lena thought.

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