Mr. Right

17 year old Nicole Michels decides to start fresh her senior year. New attitude new her! What happens when she gets a new history teacher and there "relationship" involves more then tutoring sessions?


5. Chapter 5

His lips felt soft against mine as they moved with one another. He brings his hands up and cups them around my face bringing me closer. I grab on to the back of his neck and run my hands through his hair. But just as quickly as he started he pulls away.

I try and catch my breath as I see him do the same.

"I'm sorry. I-I don't know what that was. You should go." He reaches over me and opens my door for me. I want to ask him what just happened but realize now's probably not the time. I get out making sure I have my bag before watching his car reverse out of my drive way and speed off down the street.

I've been laying in bed for two hours trying to fall asleep before I give up and go downstairs. Just as I reach the bottom step I see both my parents walk in.

"Ahh!" My mom screams as she takes a step back.

"Honey you scared me. What are you doing awake?" My dad turns on the lights and I sit their with my arms folded across my chest.

"Did you forget to pick up a certain daughter at a certain soccer game?" My tone is laced with annoyenced as I see the recognition dawn on their faces.

"Honey we are so sorry. We completely lost track of time." My mom tries to reach out to me but I just turn away and walk back up to my room.

I mean I have every right to be mad! Who just forgets their kid at a soccer game for hours. I guess it was kind of good they did because then I never would have gotten that kiss from Mr. Sorice. Gah I have to stop calling him that it's so weird. But then again if the kiss never happened I wouldn't be sitting here completely confused on what happened tonight and what and if I should say something to him. Ahh why do I put myself in these situations?


It'sMonday morning and trust me I haven't forgotten about the kiss on Friday. I have been waiting all weekend for today and must have rehersed what I'm going to say at least 100 times. I make my way into the front doors of the school only to be greeted by once again Taylor. I have been sort of ignoring her all weekend avoiding having to tell her. I never keep secrets from Taylor and not seeing her made it a whole lot easier. But now as I stare into her chocolate brown eyes I feel as though I'm about to explode.

"Hey you ok?" She asks as we reach our lockers.

I nod my head slowly as I reach for my math book.

"Just don't feel well." The lie just seems to slip out of my mouth.

"Oh ok is that why you haven't been returning any of my texts all weekend?"

"Ya sorry I just needed some rest." There another lie. Man it's become so easy for me to lie recently.


I slowly make my way into history to see my teacher sitting at his desk. I have decided not to call him Mr. Sorice anymore as it's just to weird. As soon as I reach my seat I see him look up and we lock eyes. I quickly turn away not knowing how to act. I take my seat and start taking the notes on the board.


I made it about 10 minutes before I gave up on concentrating and closed my book. The rest of the perios I spent looking out the window.

I'm brought out of my trance by the shrill of the bell. Everyone grabs their stuff and rushes out the door.

"Nicole you coming?" Taylor asks as she waits at the door.

"No go ahead I just need to ask him a question." Taylor nods her head and I make my way back over to his desk.

"Can we talk." He doesn't even look up before he speaks.

"I have a class you need to leave." He continues to look down and by this point I'm annoyed and sit down at one of his desks.

"Fine then I'm not leaving." I know it's childish but I needed to find a way for him to listen to me.

Kids start to pile into the room and they all give me strange looks as I continue to pout in the desk right up front.

"Fine!" He gets up and walks me out the room.

"Meet me behind the school at the end of the day." I smile triumphantly before making my way to my next class.


I wait patiently behind the school like he said waiting for him to come. I've only been here for five minutes but I still begin to worry that he's not going to show. What if he just said that to get rid of me?

Just as I pull out my phone to check the time I see him making his way across the parking lot in my direction.

I start to get nervous all the sudden not sure if I can go through with it. Before I have time to reconsider I am face to face with him.

"Hi." I say meekly.

"Hey." A smile reaches the end of his lips and I can't help but remember that not only 24 hours ago those lips were on mine.

"So about last night..." I trail off not really sure on how to go on.

"That never should have happened. It was a mistake and not to mention illegal." He cuts in not waiting for me to finsih.

"A mistake? That was no mistake you wanted it to happen just as much as I did. I mean lets not forget it was you who kissed me." He looks down almost ashamed.

It's then that I take his hand in mine and force him to look up at me. "I like you. I can't explain it but for some reason I really like you. And you obviously have feelings for me too or you never would have done what you did." I take a pause before I realize he's not going to jump in and I continue.

"So don't say it was a mistake and it never should have happened because you wanted it to happen just as much as I did." At this point I raise my voice a little bit cause him to take a step back.

We both stand there in silence not sure of what to say before he's finally the one to break the silence.

"You're right." I give him a questioning look but before I have time to answer he brings his lips down to meet mine.

Our lips move as one as he pushes me against the wall behind us. His hands lock around my waist and he brings me closer leaving no space between us.

"No one can know. It can get us both in trouble." He says breaking apart but I just nod my head before bringing his lips down to mine once more.

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