My Girl by Lovebug (ereader for textbooks TXT) 📖

and me. We were the outsiders of the school yet strangely we were accepted because of it. As we arrived to Mr. Herberts class, I opened the door and took a seat next to Paco.

"Hey my beauties, how was your day?" he asked.

"Well same as usual for me, and Christy's designing clothes again, but what about you? What girl do you have under your sheets today?"

He laughed, "this month I am going to be chaste, no rummaging through a girls bed anymore. Unless", he stared at Christy intensely, "someones willing to do me a favor of keeping me company."

Christy blushed and inside I was mentally slapping Paco for even putting that thought in Christys head. Everyone knew who Christy really liked, and it wasn’t the teacher she called dibs on. It was Paco himself and Paco only. Ever since we met him, she couldn’t keep her eyes off him and who could blame her. He had that perfect golden tan, shaggy brown hair, golden eyes that you would kill for and lips that you knew had enough experience to drive you crazy. But he was a player and I had this gut wrenching feeling he would hurt Christy the second they get together.

"Very funny Paco", she said, the redness in her cheeks slowly fading away.

"Who said I was kidding?"

We both looked at him as he said this and I almost gasped. He was the most serious we had ever seen him, his eyes were only on Christy and even I could feel its intensity. But in a second he had the same smirk he always did.

"Well I think we’ve all heard about the substitute, damn do I wish it was a hot mama for me to flirt with". I flinched as Christy’s whimpered and she turned away from him. We both took him seriously two seconds ago; Christy probably felt that there really was something between them. As Paco saw this, he looked away and stood up, going near those gushing girls.

"God, he can be such a jerk sometimes, he knows how you feel about him."

She nodded, "he’s the biggest." She turned around and smiled at me, reassuring me she'd be okay. As I turned around I was surprised by how gorgeous the sub actually was. I mean, all I could see was his back but that’s all I needed to know he was hot. He had broad shoulders, a lean back that told me he was lean but muscular, and an ass that looked firm and cute and legs that would make any runner jealous. I looked at Christy, who was picking at her panda suit, barely noticing the good-looking teacher right in front of her. I nudge her, and she looked up and in a second her eyes were glazed, her cheeks were red and a soft whistle came from her lips.

"Now that is one drop dead gorgeous teacher, and look at those eyes."

I quickly turned around wanting to look at the face that was sure make my blood boil. But as I looked at those familiar stormy grey eyes that seemed like it could see right through me I froze. "Mich…eal?"
Your right?

Christy looked at me, quickly shocked, shit. And in a seond, he was next to me, wiping away tears that I hadn’t noticed were falling.

"Kiss…"

I had always hoped, prayed

to hear my name come out of those lips but anger boiled up at me as I looked at the same man who left me, who left Mica. My reflexes took over and I slapped his hands away from me. We stared at each other for what seemed to be hours until I felt someone hands on my shoulder. I turned around and Paco was staring at Michael with such anger in his eyes that even I shivered out of fear. But as I looked at Michael, I knew Paco had met his match, those grey eyes had become pure black, his whole face was full of maliciousness, cruelty…jealousy.
He looked at Paco, and slowly those same eyes looked at the hands on my shoulder and went right back to looking straight at Paco. It was a warning, and as I felt Paco's hand squeeze my shoulder, I knew he was scared. I looked up at him, and gently I took his hands away from my shoulder, smiling gently. He stared at me, and backed away, understanding what I was telling him. Then I looked at Michael, and my face hardened.

"Don’t you have a class to teach?"

He looked at the class and everyone was staring at us, some were full of curiosity, some were Paco's boys looking at the new teacher with anger and admiration and some were full blown desire… for Michael.

"I want to talk to you", he whispered so low, knowing I was the only one who could hear him. I was overwhelmed with emotions, memories. I was holding back tears I knew were falling as he wiped my face again. This time, I didn’t slap his hands; l looked at him, wondering how he felt all these years without me.

"After class", I said briefly, and before I knew it, I know longer felt warmth or his palm on my face.

Christy looked at me, "you okay?"

I looked at her and shrugged, Paco was sitting by my side again and Christy’s hand was in mine, squeezing it for support. "You don’t have to talk to him after school, you know?"

I nodded, "I know but I want to hear what he has to say."

"He has

nothing to say", Christy said, "he left you, he left Mica."

I looked at her, "don’t you think I know that, I’m not going to let him back into my life Christy; I’m going to talk

to him. Is that okay, cant I just have a word with him?" I whispered. Why were they ganging up on me, did they really think i was that easy? That I would just snatch him up and kiss him? I looked at both of them and doubt began to creep into me, I still loved Micheal, even after what he did... I still loved him.

"We wouldn’t have a problem if we were sure you guys were just talking", Paco whispered, I had never seen him so distraught and shaken before. Yes Micheal went a little hard on him but Paco never looked this shaken before, it was like he had just seen a ghost. "You saw his expression… those eyes when I put my hand on your shoulder, Kiss. I knew what he wanted me to know, It was only two words he was sending to me but I got the message.

I shook my head, not wanting to hear what he was going to say "just shut up Paco."

"No, those two words Kiss was, she’s mine."

I looked at him, already knowing what he was about to tell me. It’s just the feelings it would bring from hearing them that I wasn’t expecting. Anger, at myself and at Paco for saying the words I knew I wanted to hear but not from his lips, from Micheal's.

"I said SHUT UP Paco!"

He looked at me, anger and surprise in his face, I had never screamed at him before... not like that. He snickered in disgust and turned around. "Fine MY QUEEN."

I gasp, startled at what he had just said. It wouldn’t have mattered if he said it in the usual Paco way, but this time there was an underline meaning to it. Michael use to call me that all the time, it was his little nickname for me, for Paco to have known that, I shivered with suspicion.
"Paco…. If you want to tell me something, come meet ME after school." Paco nodded and went back to those gushing girls. I looked at him and I looked at Christy.

She smiled faintly, "I’ll look after Mica, and you just deal with those two jerks, okay?" I hugged her as much as I could before “Mr. Silver” assigned us work, barely looking at me. As I took my English text book to refresh my memory about the assignment on the board, I felt someone staring at me. Already knowing who it was, I looked at Christina," Do you have something you want to say to me?" I asked feeling a bit irritated and angry.

She blushed, "I guess I was staring for a bit to long, huh?"

I nodded, "not really... well there is something I want to know Kiss, how are you feeling right now, as you think about being with him in the same class everyday. expect the weekend of course and how you feel knowing he’s the one teaching you, he’s the one you’re going to have to come to when you don’t know something? How do you feel about that?"

I froze, he’s really here he’s really going to be teaching me and I’m really going to
have to talk to him? "Shit", I said out loud.

Christina laughed, "you weren’t thinking of any of that, were you?

I shook my head, snarling just a bit, "thank you for painting that image in my head."
Christy saluted me a smile on her face, "just trying to keep you informed captain."

I smiled a bit and started doing my work, when the bell rang, I jumped, shocked out of my concentration. The topic he had assigned was something that really interested me “how would you live if there was no life”. It was something that was intriguing and hard to define, my type of thing. I quickly stood up, putting my English book in my bag and swiftly leaving the class without looking or even acknowledging him. Christy was by my side, looking at us with worried glances, I stopped and looked at her when we were out of his class and walking to our next class.
"Christina do you find anything strange with what Paco was saying today?"

She looked at me, cocked her head with a tiny smile on her face, "was I suppose too?"

I silently screamed in my head, she was answering my question with another question, trying to make me tell her what I was insinuating. If