"Here"

Jamie handed over my fake ID. I looked down to see a girl with long dark blonde hair, but that was the only similarity.

"Jamie this looks nothing like me!" I exclaimed

"Sure it does" he argued

"Jamie, she has blue eyes." I said bluntly. Jamie shrugged

"Wear sunglasses?" He asked. I chuckled to myself. After school tonight we were going out clubbing, it was my first time but I looked older than I was so I knew we would be fine.

"By the way Michelle is coming too" Jamie mumbled

"Michelle?..."

"You know, the cute brunette who sits behind you in biology"

the bell rang before I had a chance to answer. I looked up, wondering where Miss Jackson was, she always acted sternly when her students are late yet the second bell has gone and she wasn't there. As if to answer my questions, the door opened and a woman came in. She was elderly and had grey curly hair, matching her chunky knitted jumper. She turned to look at us through her glasses which were resting on the tip of her nose.

"Sorry I am late year 13s, Miss Jackson is absent today so I will be covering your lesson"

The class erupted into cheers, sub lessons are always easy lessons. But I sat there, wondering why Miss Jackson wasn't here. She seemed fine yesterday so she couldn't be ill. I hoped she was okay.

What seemed like hours later, the bell rang, signalling the end of the day.

"Yay, Katy, I cant wait to get absolutely shitfaced!" Jamie yelled, jumping on my back. I groaned at the sudden weight on my back and threw him off onto the floor, laughing. We were both going back to my house to get ready before we left, and we were meeting Michelle there.

"Hi mum I'm home!" I called, which was responded to by murmuring. She was sitting at the kitchen table, working through paperwork. I used to want to be a lawyer like her, until I saw the amount of paperwork she has to do daily. We ran upstairs to my room, encountering Natalie on our way, who Jamie stared at of course.

"Dude, your sisters hot!" He whispered, firmly shutting my door.

"Eww" I groaned, chucking a pillow at him. We both tried on multiple different outfits, well, I did. He simple stuck with jeans and a black t-shirt. I however, chose my heeled black boots, a short, tight leather skirt and a cropped red top that was quite a bit lower than most of my tops.

"Which ones?" I asked Jamie, holding up 2 sizes of hoops.

"The bigger the better baby" he said, turning around as I put them in my ears. I felt his eyes glide up and down my body but chose to pretend I didn't notice. I didn't want to cause drama.

"You ready to go?" He asked

"Mmhmm" I murmured, putting on my matte read lipstick. "Let's go"

I sat at the bar, sipping my gin and tonic as Michelle and Jamie danced, Jamie of course, going that step too far and moving his hands lower than he should. I wasn't really in a party mood.

"How about a vodka shot, pretty lady?" I heard I voice behind me. I turned around to see a woman standing there, in skinny jeans and a cropped, low cut top. Her light blonde hair was wavy and tousled slightly. As she looked in my eyes, her own blue ones filled with recognition but not once regret.

"M-miss Jackson?" I asked

"Katy!" She laughed, thrusting a vodka shot at me, spilling a little. Her black mascara was smudged under her eyes. She had been crying.

"Miss Jackson, sit down" I said, uncertainly

"Oh call me Juliet, come on get the drink down you!" She yelled over the deafening music. She raised her own shot to her lips, which I quickly pulled out of her hand.

"You're drunk Miss Jackson" I simply stated

"And you're pretty" she giggled, pushing a stand of hair out of my face and tucking it behind my ear. I froze under her touch, feeling colour flood to my cheeks and my heart rate quicken. She learnt closer so her lips were a breath away from mine. I could smell vodka on her breath. This wasn't right. Pushing her away gently, I steadied her.

"Miss Jackson I think it's time we got you home" I said

"I like it when you're bossy" she giggled childishly

"I'm serious"

She pouted, looking up at me through her long lashes "okay"

I put one arm round her shoulders to steady her as we walked to the car park. I saw a little white mini and remembered seeing her climb out of it at school once.

"Miss Jackson where are your keys?" I asked her. She fished them out of her back and unlocked her car, climbing into the drivers seat.

"No, you are not driving."

"It's my car" she giggled

"Miss Jackson you will kill yourself if you drive in this state" I sighed "get into the passenger seat, I'll drive"

She stood out of the car and caressed my cheek in her hand. "It turns me on so much when you are dominant" she whispered. I gently guided her to the passenger seat as I tried to hide my blushing cheeks.

We were almost at Juliet's house when it went silent. I glanced across to see her sleeping. I let out a sigh of relief, I didn't know how much I could restrain myself when she was throwing herself at me. I parked her mini in the driveway. There was no way she would be able to walk inside.

I opened the passenger door and scooped her up in my arms, she was surprisingly lightweight. I carried her inside and upstairs, into a bedroom which I guessed was hers. The walls were red, matching the silky covers on her king sized bed and the fluffy rug on her floor. I laid her in her bed, gently tucking her in. I couldn't just leave her could I? What if she choked on her tongue? But what else could I do? I couldn't stay here and I didn't know who to call.

"Stay" I heard her murmur

"What?" I asked

"Please Katy, stay with me tonight" she grabbed my hand and looked up at me, her sea blue eyes filled with fear "she will get me"

I felt my heart thump in my chest "who will get you Miss Jackson?"

"My mother" she whimpered "please Katy... I'm scared" I took one look at her worried expression and I knew I couldn't leave her

"Okay"

"There's some PJs In the draw" she whispered gratefully. I smiled and walked over, pulling out a top and shorts

"I'll be right back"

What was I thinking? I was about to go back into my English teachers bedroom and spend the night with her!? I knew it was wrong but I felt so protective over her. I quickly pulled out my phone and typed a message to my mum telling her I was staying at Michelle's before waking back into miss Jackson's room.

She was fast asleep, breathing heavily. She looked peaceful as she slept. I gently pulled back the covers and slipped into the other side of the bed. I laid there staring at her ceiling wondering what on earth I was doing. But hat didn't last long, for I soon fell asleep

next to Miss Jackson.