Quotes added on Saturday, October 20 2012

Daydreams
Thirty-Nine

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Steven’s POV
I pushed through the school’s double doors early that morning.
I needed to clear my head; I wanted to be alone.
No matter what I did, the only thing on my mind for a month straight was Kylie.
It’s no surprise, really.
I knew this was going to happen if we broke up, and we did.
I knew moving on would help me get my mind off her, but the question was, how easily could I do it?
I was pretty much known for being a player in college.
I could have any girl I laid my eyes on.
But, things were different since I graduated.
First, I met Kylie and immediately fell in love with her, but she’s a seventeen-year-old girl and I can’t be with her anymore.
I needed to find someone my own age; maybe someone who had a job, or an apartment, or a degree of some sort.
Everything Kylie didn’t have.
Maybe I could fall for somebody who had all of those things.
I was looking down at my phone, but I wasn’t paying attention to the emails that kept popping up before my eyes because my mind was focused on other things.
I tried to imagine living a happy life with the girl of my dreams, but the only face that came to my mind was Kylie’s.
I shook the thought out of my head.
No, she’s too young, too sweet, and much too innocent…everything I’m not.
It’s like that famous quote: “Every woman wants to be a man’s last and every man wants to be a woman’s first.”
The thing is, I wanted to be Kylie’s first, last, and everything in between.
I wanted her to be my-
“Oh my gosh!” a female voice suddenly gasped as I turned the hallway’s corner, “You scared me!”
I looked up from my phone to see Susan Richards standing extremely close to me, another newbie teacher at this school.
“Hey Susan,” I greeted, laughing a little, “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
She looked down at her bare knees, which were visible just below the black skirt she was wearing.
“It’s alright,” she said, smiling, “What are you doing here so early?”
“I needed to clear my mind,” I admitted, shrugging.
“Oh,” she said, giving me a sympathetic look and fluttering her eyelashes, “What’s wrong?”
I wanted someone to talk to, sure, but it definitely wasn’t Susan.
Or maybe…maybe I was wrong.
Maybe the answer was Susan.
“Nothing,” I sighed.
“You know you can talk to me,” she suggested, smiling, “Do you want to sit down in your classroom or something? We have a few minutes…”
This could be it.
This could be the perfect time to move on and get my head cleared.
I nodded and unlocked my classroom door, leading her inside before me.
I watched her as she walked inside, studying her features.
She had curly, blonde hair, light-blue eyes, an athletic body, and very defined facial features.
She was the type of girl most guys like, and the type I used to play around with in college.
Still, nothing compared to Kylie.
She must’ve noticed me checking her out, because as soon as her eyes met mine, a devilish smile appeared on her face.
“So, we’re both the new, fun teachers, huh?” she smirked, seductively walking towards me.
I gulped and backed up into my desk, nervously loosening my tie.
She giggled, putting her hands on my chest.
“And you know,” she winked, moving her face closer to mine, “I think we’re both pretty cute too.”
“Yeah, well…” I started, not knowing what to say to that, but she interrupted me by placing her lips on mine for a brief moment and then pulling away.
My first thought was that it felt very wrong, like I was cheating on Kylie, but I knew she’d probably gotten over me by now.
Hell, she was a pretty, high school girl surrounded by overly excited, high school boys.
Of course she’d moved on.
Besides, I see the way that kid Brian looks at her in my Biology class.
He’s a much, much better option for her than I am.
I needed to move on, and this was my chance.
Before Susan could even look at me after our kiss, I went back in for more, which she greedily accepted.
But, even throughout our sloppy hook-up, I still couldn’t stop thinking about Kylie, no matter what I did.
It was frustrating as hell.
As much as I tried to focus on our intertwined tongues, I couldn’t stop thinking about how much prettier Kylie was or how she was a hell-of-a-lot better kisser.
Suddenly, what I was doing was extremely wrong.
It felt like college again; messing with people’s feelings because I didn’t give a damn and I was single.
“I need to stop,” I breathed, “I can’t do this.”
“What?” she frowned, “Why not?”
“It just feels wrong,” I admitted, wanting to tell her the truth, “I just broke up with someone.”
She nodded understandingly, even though she looked extremely upset.
“Well,” she said, “Maybe next time then.”
I just nodded and swiftly walking out my classroom door only to find students already walking into homeroom, when suddenly, I bumped into someone, and that someone happened to be just the person I’d been trying to take my mind off of.
My ex, my student, and the girl I love; she looked beyond heartbroken.




Sorry it's late! I went out tonight (...I know). Yes, I have a life, too. I met a guy named Pierson but he's like 20 LOL. Ironic. He taught me how to play pool and then asked me for mah numbaahhh. It was cray. Anyway. Just thought I'd share a piece of my life with you all. Night.
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