Alexa's P.O.V

My first day went well, no, amazingly. My whole class of students listened to me. Whether or not they were crushing on me was another thing. There was one student I couldn't help but let my thoughts wonder to.

Seeing her face..Why was I thinking about Riley Wood? She was beautiful. When she smiled at me it sent flutters to creep down my chest and when we grazed hands in the classroom my hand is still tingling. I smiled to myself reminiscing the bitter sweet touch. Her response to my admiration was amazing. She was mature for her age, She acted it and spoke it too.

I heard Julia Edwards in the staff room talking about her and how she'd answered the whole question sheet to algebra correctly; and how she had to have help because "Those questions were impossible."

Riley is a bright student. I wonder what she wanted to be when she got out of school. Does she want to go to college? Did she see herself having a future within the film industry? What were her ambitions?

I started to think about her lips they looked so soft. Jesus, I couldn't tear my eyes from them. Stealing glances of her throughout class; I think she noticed. When we spoke and 'accidentally' touched, she didn't seem nervous. Although, She is a student, She probably has a boyfriend. She clocked my gaydar straight away so maybe there is no boyfriends to speak of. I couldn't help but be infatuated with this blonde. I wanted to get to know Riley Wood, but I couldn't develop friendships with my students. I'm in deep on my first day of school.

I dropped my paperwork on my desk. Some of these students need to expand their minds and to get in touch with their creative tenancies. I came across that name. Riley Wood. I opened the book curious to see what she had been grinning about. "Make people aware of invisible disabilities; Epilepsy." I began to get curious. Why this subject? What connection would she have with epilepsy? Did she have it?

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I climbed into the comfort of my bed left alone staring at the darkness that consumed my vision. Soon enough I was plagued by her face. Her body. Her. She was just so perfect. The way she spoke. It was like I was talking to woman who was older than myself. She does look like an 18-year-old. The questions also came burrowing their way into my mind. Burning my mind like a laser; What if I was to act on this? If she felt the same? If we were to have an affair?! I need to ignore this, it's just a change. I have changed states again, I have changed everything about my life and a student is different; which intrigues me. That's all. My impulses are driving me crazy. When I found something I needed or needed to do, My body would obsess over it.

This impulse was Riley, this impulse felt different. I don't know why, the fact that I'd never had an impulse over another person before is mystefying. My body's exhausted just thinking about this over and over.

Finally, my eyes felt heavy and I felt myself seeping into the abyss.

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