teacher ; s.mendes

4 mari

My well deserved 4 day weekend has come to in end and I'm actually excited to be going to school again. I guess it's because I'm finally seeing Mr.Mendes.

I usually don't wear makeup, therefore, I have to search around my mom's bathroom cabinets. and let me tell you, it is not fun to find condoms.

You might be wondering what's so special about today that I just had to wear make up! Today is a special occasion, Mr.Mendes and I might have sex in the teachers lounge and according to my dreams, this wasn't the first time and it won't be the last.

But I have to acknowledge the fact that the closest we get is when I ask him for a pencil knowing that I have a whole store of pencils in my backpack JUST so my thumb can touch the tip of his for a split second.

I'm now trying to slay these halls like never before and hope people don't talk about anything that happened.

who am I kidding. why would someone talk about me? even though I have to share the same sort of unhealthy, weed smelling, high school air, they don't even know that I exist. well some.

i just don't want people talking about me fainting or why I fainted. people talk quick.