You Are The Only Exception {Teacher/Student Relationship}

You Are The Only Exception:Ch 8 {Teacher/Student Relationship}

~You Are The Only Exception: {Teacher/Student Relationship}~

Finally Chapter 8!!!

Man coming up with names.... that's the hard part for me!! (^_^);;

I literally spent 2 or 3 hours coming up with this guys name!?

.... Crazy huh!

Names are a real big part for me in my stories! (:

Well I hope y'all enjoy this!!!! (:

And yessss I'm sorry for not updating sooner!! D:

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I turned around to see....

My dad's wife.

Veronica.

"Michelle that is you." She said while smiling at me.

"What are you doing here?"

"Visiting you, of course." she said. She paused, I looked me up and down,

and began again. "You moved though. Where to?"

"That's none of your business." I said while looking straight at her.

She walked towards me and stood directly in front of me.

"Your mother leaves you alone at home all the time. So you might as well

come home with me right now, and leave that pathetic excuse of a parent

and person that you call your 'Mom'."

"First off, your 40 years old and your acting like you 25 wearing all these

teenage clothes. Second,......grow-up, Third, I don't like you, and fourth get the

hell away from me."

Before I knew it she gripped my left upper arm, hard.

"Listen you little bitch. Don't ever talk to me like that again." She said sternly.

"Who are you to tell me what to do?"

"Your Mothe--"

"S-T-E-P Mother." I said and she let go of my arm.

"Hmph. Your Father and I will be visiting you sometime in the future." and with

that she walked away.

"Yeah. Whatever" I muttered and went back to browsing the snack aisle.

I was feeling hotter than ever after. I was still a little sweaty from my run also.

I glanced up to see a clock with a temperature of the outside. I glanced again to

see that the temperature read seventy-five outside. I signed.

'Hopefully I'll cool down soon.' I thought.

I began to search for my fruit salad.

'Uhhh my stomach's so hungry. Where are you fruit salad!?'

I wasn't paying attention and soon I bumped into someone and fell to the floor.

"Whoa. Hey are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine."

I was about to apologize, until I looked at the person i bumped into. He was

a few inches taller than me, had messy, dark brown hair, and cute

brown eyes, and he also looked muscular under that V-neck t-shirt.