That Night
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The bell rang and everyone almost left the classroom, while I approach the teacher, Mr. Joshua. He look at me and smiled. “What can I do for you Ms. Joshua?” He asks to me, like a normal professor would do. I smiled at him and put my books down on his table. He is packing his things up, ready to go, but I am standing on his way just by looking confuse at him.
“Are you not going to consider what happened?” I asks him and he look around and there still students inside the room. He walk towards me with still a smile, but I know that his smile that he is showing to me right now, shoving on my face, is only his fake smile, a sarcastic one or whatever. “What do you meant by that Ms. Joshua?” He asks me. “Are you talking about the lesson that I have taught today? Cause, I can consider if you don’t know anything about music.” He is making words up, just to avoid answering the question that I had given him.
When everyone left the room and only the both of us remains, he closes the door slowly, but making sure that there are no students or other admin stuff looking at us right now.
“I didn’t know you are going to be my professor.” I said to him in my low tone of voice and he looked at me, frustrated, like he is not happy about me, like he is not happy about of the words that are coming out of my mouth. “Whatever happened between us, it is nothing, nothing happened, we’re just drank, had a few drinks at the bar, and nothing else. Do you understand that Ms. Joshua?” He asked me. “So are we going to pretend that nothing happened? I mean, it looks like it’s not just nothing when-”
“Nothing Happened!”
He interrupted me and get his back on the chair behind the table. Before he left the room, he stares at me, right onto my eye, where I can see the fear between his pupil. “Let it go. Nothing happened, it is nothing. From now on, I am your professor, and you are my student, do you understand that?” He asks me. “I’m asking you a question, do you understand that?”
I have no choice but to agree with him. I think part of me knows that it is my fault, that what I am doing right now is at fault. I mean… Really? Confronting the person you had one night stand with? Especially that person is a teacher?
He left the room, leaving me hanging just wondering what just happened. He left me still remembering that night.
That Night
“Can I see some Id please?” The bartender asks when I ask for an alcohol. I smiled and gave him my Id, I smiled a little bit, at least he still thinks that I look young for him to ask for my Id. As soon as he verified my age, he started poiring an alcohol and gave it to me.
I look around and people are just having fun tonight, some are dancing, some are kissing, some are just having a conversation, but mostly, they are having fun, just getting the wild out of them.
I have been in bars before, but never like this one… There were rules in the bar where me and my friends are hanging out, so, people only go there for a drink, but not really to have some fun, but here, it is different, you’ll feel what it felt like to be free.
“I’m guessing, you are new here.” I look to my left where a man is leaning on the counter table of the bartender. He has this brown sharp but smooth wavy hair, his eyebrows are thick and his lips are pinkish, like you can just kiss it anytime you want. He is wearing a white polo, and a blue trouser. By the look of this young hot man, I could tell that he is in his twenty’s, but not around twenty six and up. I smiled at him and nodded. “Yeah! To be honest, it is my first time in here...”
“First time where?” I could just fall in love with the accent that he is giving me right now, he looks like he just came out of a Disney as a prince… He could be my Prince Eric any moment. “I mean, first time here in Manchester… And in this bar. I just got here like 6 hours ago or something.”
He smiled to me and sat down beside me.
“So you are a freshmen? A newbie? Huh?”
“I know… I know that I am always fresh…”
“I could tell.”
He said while staring at me, from my face, to my body with his sleepy eye. His body is close to mine and I could smell his fragrance, his perfume, spicy lemon, but in a good way, where you can just sniff it all and be addicted with it.
“it is my pleasure to meet you, Mr Young man.” I said and I gave my hands to him, expecting a hand shake, but what he did was something I am not prepared for. He kisses my hand and I felt the smooth kissable lips of his. HIs breath is warmth, I could felt it when he kisses it. “The Pleasure is mine, Young Lady.”
We both chuckled.
“Cheers.” he said and we drink at the same time.
We just had a little talk about Manchester, their life in here, is kinda different from where I grew up. But I know that I can adjust, I mean, I am me, I can just be anyone wants. I know it to myself, that I can caught up to flames, but can handle the heat of it. “So… What are you doing here in Manchester?” He asks. I bit my lip and look into his eye, his green eyes are just stunning, it is my first time to see someone who have a green eyes, in personal and closely, like I could just drown by looking at it. “Well, I got accepted to a scholarship in Manchester University, I am taking this program that felt like I could fit in.”
He looked back into me, right onto my hazel’s eye.
“I’m teaching there in that university. Music, also, biology. Human reproduction…”
I could feel that every moment that we are having is becoming, hotter, and hotter… Like any minute… We can just kiss.
I again slowly bit my lips and again look onto his muscular face, where he is just staring onto mine, for too long… We’re too close to each other that I could smell the scent of his skin, and his perfume that really fits him. “In Human biology, we do this…” He put his hands onto my legs and caress it with his finger…
I don’t know what to do, I just sat here, thinking that maybe, tonight I am lucky… I’ve had a boyfriend before but since we lived in a town where everyone is religious, he treats me like a sister more than his girlfriend. I mena, I am religious, but I wanted to do things what I usually watch and read about what teenagers life is. Even before I left the town, they told me to live my life how I wanted it, I am stuck in the town that kept me from being me for too long, I wanted to break free from that… So maybe, I can try this thing, one thing… And maybe, I can finally feel what it felt like to be a teenager…
We slowly put our face close to each other before we kiss…
And that night… We make out.
- Writer
