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?


6. Chapter 6

I can't believe what has happened the past couple hours. It's already Tuesday morning and I am making my way to history with a huge smile on my face. I see Kyle (Mr. Sorice's first name) sitting at his desk. My smile grows wider as he looks up at me. He gives me another one of his signature smirks before resuming to his work.

"Hey girl!" I turn around talking to Taylor.

"Oh so now you want to talk to me." She says in a harsh tone and I know she's right. I have been avoiding her lately but it's just because I've been stressed. I mean who can blame me with everything that's been going on.

"Look Taylor I'm sorry it's just I had a lot on my mind but I'm good now!" I look at her hoping she gives me some sign that everything will be ok. Luckily she does when a smile makes it's way to her mouth.

"Ok. How about we have a girls night Friday to make up for loss time?" Taylor suggests making a smile creep on to my face.

"I love that idea!" I turn around just in time to hear Kyle start talking.

"Ok class remember we have a test today so no talking." He starts to pass the tests around coming to me first. As he hands me my test I feel something rolled up hit my hand. I look up at him and he just smiles moving his eyes towards my hands. I quickly place my test down removing what ever it was and put it in my bag.

I was the first one done my test and I got up to place it on his desk. He reaches out to take it and our hands brush one another. I shiver at his touch and I can tell he realizes what an effect he has on me when he once again gives me a breath taking smile.

I pull out my book and place it on my desk, taking out along with it the note he left. I hide the note so no one else can see it and open it up.

Meet me at 125 S Broadway 17349 6 o'clock.


I smile as I read it and look up only to find Kyle staring at me. I can feel myself blushing but manage to give him a nod letting him know I'll be there.


The end of the day finally arrives and I'm pretty sure all my teachers just decided to give as much homework as they possibly could. I have homework in every class and a lot of it. I walk out the door towards the soccer feild. I can't wait until practice is over.

Practice was awful! My coach made us run sprints up and down the feild like a hundred times! I can barely feel my legs and I still have to drive home and shower for tonight.

I reach my house and quickly jump out running inside. I run upstairs hopping in the shower. The hot water feels amazing on my sore body.

I stay in there probably a little too long and when I look at the clock it's already 5:30! I grab some clothes from my closet and throw them on. I end up wearing jean shorts and a floral tank top. I grab my keys and just as I reach the door my mom walks in.

"Oh hi honey where are you going?" My brain spins trying to come up with a valid reason why I'm leaving. My mom continues to look at me waiting for my response.

"I'm going over to Taylors to work on history homework." I quickly grab my bag from the floor and walk out the door.

I get in the car and grab my GPS plugging in the address he gave me. After ten minutes I reach my destination which is an apartment complex. I look at the clock and see it's 6 on the dot. I smile triumphantly and grab my bag and walk to the front door. I look up at the board to see which apartment is Kyle's.

I walk into the elevator coming to the third floor and walk out. I walk down the hallway until I reach room 310 and knock on the door. I wait approximately 5 seconds before the door opens and standing in front of me is Kyle wearing jeans and a white t-shirt.

He opens the door wider and I step in looking around his place. In the corner is a desk with papers all over it and I can see the opening to what looks like his bedroom.

Hmm maybe I'll get the chance to see that.  I shake my head getting that idea out of it and turn around  looking up at him.

"I like it." I suddenly start to feel really nervous being here. I mean I've never been at a guys house alone let alone their apartment.

Kyle takes my face in his hands and brings his lips down to meet mine. Just like that all the nerves and stress from the past few days just floats away.

All too quickly he pulls away and I find myself wanting more. He laughs as he takes my hand and leads me to the couch.

"How was soccer?" He asks still holding on to my hand.

"Uh brutal. I am so sore I can barely move." I lean my head back against the couch closing my eyes for dramatic effect.

"Here let me see if this helps." He then turns my body and starts to rub my shoulders. I'm pretty sure I melted inside at his touch.

"How's that?"

I just nod in response closing my eyes to really enjoy it. He then removes my hair from my shoulder and kisses the back of my neck.

I let out a small moan as he continues to kiss my neck. When I can't take it any longer I spin around and crash my lips to his. I can feel him smile into the kiss. He grazes my lip asking for entrance and I part my lips allowing his tongue to enter. Our tongues battle for dominance but he soon wins. He pushes me down on the couch and he lays on top keeping him self up with one hand so he doesn't crush me. Not that he could.

We continue to make out and just when he begins to take off his shirt we are interrupted by the phone ringing. I groan as he gets off allowing me to grab my phone. I look at the caller ID and see it's my mom.

"Hey mom" I look over to Kyle with an apolegtic expression.

"Hi sweety. How's the homework?"

"Good I'm just about done." Lying has become second nature to me.

"Oh good well then why don't you come home when you're done."

"Ok will do bye."

I hang up the phone and place it back on the table. Kyle gets up and reaches a hand out to me to grab. I take hold of it and he pulls me up off the couch.

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" He looks down at me and I swear I get lost in his eyes everytime he looks at me.

"I guess so." I grab my bag of the floor and swing it over my shoulder before walking to the door.

I turn around just before I reach it and give Kyle one more kiss before I leave.


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