(Free For Now): My Teacher Is My Boyfriend

1: New Teacher

~ TRIS KILLIAN ~

"Hi Denver," I said into the phone, to my 26-year-old boyfriend, Denver Crosby, on the other end of the line.

"Hi, bae." He beamed. I could sense the excitement in his tone and I wondered what was the cause of it, but I wasn't interested in asking.

I secured my phone by placing it between my ear and shoulder so I could get into my underwear.

"How're you? Have you had anything to eat this morning?" I asked, feeling a headache forming at the back of my head and it made me wince in pain. It was probably due to lack of sleep but what could I do? I had to attend stupid High School.

"I'm very good. I hope you had a nice sleep. Did you dream about me?"

"I ought to, but I couldn't dream about you because my sleep was very short." I rolled my eyes.

"And why is that? I've told you to always have quality night rest."

"I know, I know, I was stuck with taking care of Aeryn last night. She was kinda sick so I was up all night, watching her. And I had tons of stupid homework to do." I heaved a sigh.

"Aw, sorry."

"Whatever. I'll call you later. I've got to get dressed for school." I yawned, still feeling sleepy as hell.

"Sure, have a nice day."

"Yeah." I nodded, held the phone in my hand to end the call, tossing it to my bed.

As fast as I could, I wore my black jeggings, a white tank top then a red sweater. I slid my feet into my white and black striped pair of espadrilles, rushed to the dressing mirror to brush my wavy dark brown hair. My hazel eyes had bags under them, so I applied a bit of unnoticeable makeup to hide it.

"I guess I look better now." I tried to convince myself, heaving a sigh.

I strode to my school bag on the stool beside my wardrobe and hung one of its straps over my shoulder. I heaved another sigh. Damn, I hated feeling so tired.

I picked my phone from my bed, threw it into my bag, then strode out of my room, scuttling down the stairs, and found my way to the dining table.

"Finally! You're here." Jayana greeted me with a friendly smile, pulling out a chair for me to sit on.

"Thank you." I smiled back at her. Jayana was my 38-year-old stepmother. She was the sweetest stepmom ever.

My Mom died when I was 11, then Dad married Jayana when I was 13. She didn't have a child for him due to her infertility. Dad eventually died from a fatal plane crash when I was 16 years old, which was last year. Ever since my parents' death, Jayana had been the greatest Mom one could ever ask for. She said she would've adopted children if she didn't have me but she accepted me as her daughter already.

"Where's Aeryn?" She asked.

"Mom, I'm here." Aeryn Ivy Killian said, walking towards us and scratching her eyes with both her small fingers.

"How're you, my sweetheart?" I stretched my arms out for my almost 3-year-old daughter to step into my hug. I embraced her lovingly and kissed her forehead.

"I'm good." She yawned, pulling away from the hug.

"Are you feeling better now?" I placed the back of my palm on her forehead.

She nodded positively. "Sure, mom." She yawned again. Her honey eyes looked damn tired and her dirty blonde hair formed a muss above her head. "I'm hungry." She raised her head to stare directly into my eyes.

"Why don't we give you a bath first before you have breakfast?" Jayana cooed, holding Aeryn's hand to lead her out of the dining.

I returned to my breakfast; toast, fried eggs and coffee. "Jayana, stay blessed." I began to dive into the journey of breakfast.

Wait… are you perhaps wondering why and how I have a 3-year-old daughter? Well…

I was only 14, going on 15, when I had gone out with my best friend, Ren Anthony. Our foods had gotten mixed up with others then we accidentally ate foods and drinks with alcoholic content in them. I swear, it was damn crazy!

Denver had happened to be at the party too but was really drunk at the moment as well. Things happened… things happened… I woke up the next morning, completely n***d with a n***d man beside me. I screamed, cried, cursed and s**t, he had promised it was accidental and compensated my family but… eventually, I happened to be pregnant.

Dad was so furious at me and Denver. Jayana, with open arms, accepted me as she guided me through the stage till I gave birth to my little princess. It was way too tough for me to handle but I was able to go through the stage. Denver was worried sick about me the whole time then we got to know each other better— blah blah blah— we became boyfriend and girlfriend and are living our lives happily with my daughter in my custody. I couldn't bear the pain of letting Denver take Aeryn so I decided to have her with me.

Aeryn never called me 'Mom' around other people, though it probably hurt her, for some reasons.

Whatever, life's a shithole, I love my baby so much, I was living my life happily with her, Jayana and my boyfriend.

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"Mom, will you be back early?" Aeryn asked with her glassy eyes bugged out. I could tell she was going to cry anytime soon . Aw, she was the cutest creature I ever knew.

"I'll try to, for your sake." I kissed her forehead, tucked her neatly-brushed dark blonde behind her ears. "I love you so much, don't be naughty."

"Okay, Mom. I love you too." She seemed to love saying Mom multiple times whenever she had the chance to.

"Bye, Jayan."

"Sure, get out of the car." She held onto the car wheel tighter. "Ivy and I would be out for shopping and would surely buy lots and lots of ice cream."

"Yay!" Aeryn's deafening shriek filled the car.

Jayana and I laughed at her excitement. I opened the car door and stepped out of it, shutting it gently.

After waving them a goodbye, I strolled into the School building. I felt the sound of my shoes against the hardwood floors as I walked down the hall.

"Hey, Tris."

— "Hi, Tris."

— "Good morning, Tris."

— "Sup, Tris."

I was greeted by multiple people, bearing to the fact that I was kinda a 'popular' in school, being the best friend to Sage Tobias, the meanest girl in this High School which every boy loved to drool over.

"Tris!" Ren, my second best friend's voice rang in my ears. Was she my second or the first? I had known her since I was 8 but Safe became my best friend when I was 16. I turned my head in her direction. She had the widest grin on and was waving with so much energy.

"Hi," I replied boringly and sauntered to her.

"What's up with the gloomy mood today?" She rolled a hand around my face dramatically, her dark brown eyes shimmered with excitement.

"Nothing much. I couldn't sleep well last night." I yawned again.

"Oh. What were you up doing? Science homework?" She chuckled.

My eyes widened at her words. "Science homework?!" I yelled louder than I intended to. "My goodness!" I began to fidget. "I totally forgot that." My eyebrows furrowed in worry. I pulled my bag to my tummy to check for it.

"Calm your horses, silly." She chuckled, holding my hands to stop me.

"Wh–what do you mean? Science class is first period." I quirked an eyebrow at her.

"We'll have a new Science teacher, Mr Sam resigned last month." She rolled her eyes. "And, no one would tell this new Science teacher about the homework."

The school bell rang, indicating that we all found our way to our respective classrooms. I heaved a sigh and fluttered my heavy eyelids tiredly.

Why the hell did stupid 'Hilltown High School' make us have Science class first period? Were they crazy? I really hoped the new teacher was one who permits me to sleep in class.

Ren and I staggered to class… Well, I did the staggering while Ren kept hopping and skipping like a Kangaroo with her brown curly hair bouncing.

We had our seats beside each other. Sage was seated beside the dumb High School Badboy, Kye Roger. Ren was definitely not going to sit with me if I sat with Sage; they didn't like each other that much, so I sat with her.

The dumb teacher hadn't arrived so I buried my head in my table and soon dozed off…

I felt an uncomfortable tap on my shoulder. I groaned frustratedly. Who the hell was disturbing my sleep now? I ignored the tap, hoping the person would leave me to sleep more.

"Tris!" Ren snapped at me, pulling me by my sweater to lift my head from my table. She looked like she had seen the demon in a horror movie pop out of the screen.

"What's your deal?" I frowned, feeling way more sleepier than I had felt.

"The… the new teacher is here…" she stuttered.

I turned my head in the direction of… OH MY f*****g GOSH! WHAT?! My eyes locked with those river blue eyes that did things to me that I never could explain. Denver?! What the hell was he—

Goodness, I was probably still sleepy. My eyes scanned the entire classroom as the girls swooned over him like crazy ducks that had just seen an angel appear before them. I rubbed my eyes harshly and returned them to Denver who also had his eyes widened and mouth almost opened on noticing me.

I wasn't dreaming! My boyfriend, Denver Crosby, was the new Science teacher. What the hell?!

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