-Natalie's POV-
Natalie
Did you do your homework?
Diana
I did.
Natalie
So...why did you follow my instagram??
Diana
Why did you follow back 🙈
Natalie
I asked first and you followed first.
Diana
I was curious I guess???
Natalie
Curious about what?
I hear my door open. Please be Tatum with my food.
"Tay is that you?" I call and my living room door opens.
"Yeah, I got you chicken nuggets and fries from Mac Donald's." She puts the bag down on my coffee table.
"Oh I adore you." I open the bag, I haven't eaten all day because of work. At lunch I just do more work.
"I know that, have you talked to Zack since the divorce?" Zack is my brother, also the one who slept with my wife numerous times and the reason of our divorce. Tatum is one of my best friend who I grew up with.
"Nope and I don't want to." I take a chicken nugget and eat it.
"You're gonna have to talk at-"
"No we don't have to, Tatum he destroyed my marriage. Have you talked to Olivia?" It comes out cocky, she's friends with both me and Olivia.
"I did actually." She nods and kicks off her shoes and puts her feet on the couch.
"Is she alright?"
"Nope, she's a mess honestly."
"Why? She's the one that slept with my brother."
"And you know she regrets it-"
"Tatum I would of talked it through if it was once even if that shit is low but the first time was on our wedding night, she left the hotel when I was asleep. Then she continued to see him."
"You scared her the night you said you wanted a divorce, you threw a glass at Zack."
"Who's side are you on?" I ask her.
"Nobody's, but you hurt Zack-"
"I threw the glass behind him, not like he didn't deserve it. I was angry, you know you're not exactly calm when you find out your wife has been sleeping with your brother for two years. Look Tatum, can you just leave because I'm not putting up with this shit-"
"Nat come on, I'm just trying to talk about with you. You get like this every time I try to talk-"
"I don't want to fucking talk about it Tatum." I snap at her.
"Alright then, I'll leave." She stands and I put my legs up by my chest.
"Okay then." I mutter. She walks out of the living room closing the door, if it was me I would of slammed it. Fucking bitch.
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My alarm goes off and I groan slamming it to shut it up. I hate Wednesdays. There's the Halloween dance Friday and all teachers have to go and they have to dress up. I'm just dressing up as a vampire, I bought fake fangs along with red contacts. I'm wearing red and black heels and a black dress.
I sit up on my bed and Maggy is asleep at the end, i rub my eyes before getting up. It's going to be a long day.
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-Diana's POV-
In the last class me and Charlie start whispering at the back, me and miss snow made eye contact a couple of times during English and I told Charlie. He says it's her way of flirting, in my opinion...Charlie's being dramatic.
"Diana I am telling you right here and now, flirt with her in detention if she says anything." He nudges me.
"I can't flirt, I don't know how to." I whisper back and he drops his head.
"Diana, just try. I'm trying to help you score."
"Charlie I don't need help, I need to study and read like I used to."
"Keyword, used. Not anymore chico, you are going to get your first girlfriend even if she's a teacher." He smiles and the bell goes, my heart picks up.
"You're making me nervous to go to detention!" I shake my hands and grab my thing's quickly.
"Don't be dramatic, she doesn't bite...hopefully." He smirks and I scoff rolling my eyes.
"Call me later and I want to know everything." He pats my shoulder.
"There will be nothing to tell!" I stomp my foot and walk after him outside the classroom. He walks the opposite way and I begin walking to miss snows classroom. I fix my bag on my shoulder. I put my hand on the handle and open the door. She turns around and looks at me standing at her desk. I freeze, move Diana you idiot.
"Are you going to just stand there or would you like to sit down?" She asks and I quickly close the door.
"Sit down, I would really like to sit down." I reply. I sound like an absolute idiot. I walk to a desk sitting down. She isn't sitting down, she's standing at her desk looking at her computer. She's wearing her glasses, god her with glasses.
"I can feel you watching me Diana. Are you alright?" She says not looking at me. SHIT.
"I-Uh....Yeah sorry, I sort of zoned out." I say in my totally normal, and my voice didn't go high at all.
"You zone out a lot then." She closes her laptop and faces me.
"Did you enjoy your scroll last night?" She adds.
"Huh?" I say confused and she picks up some papers and walks over to the desk in sitting at.
"Did you enjoy stalking my instagram? You accidentally liked a photo from last year, slippy fingers?" She slides the papers to me and I can feel my heart in my throat, maybe I might vomit.
"I couldn't help it." I blurt out, this Charlie's fault. He told me flirt and I can't flirt now I'm saying random things because she's making me really really nervous and I kind of like it which is weird.
"Can you cut out the boxes?" She asks changing the topic and I nod quickly. She walks around the table pulling out the chair sitting down.
"I'll do half, you do half." She says and half's the stack of papers. She gets up walking to her desk getting a scissor then comes back sitting down and she starts cutting the boxes and I get out my pencil case. I quickly wipe my sweaty hands off my pants before getting out the scissors and start cutting the paper.
"Do you know what you want to do in college?" She asks.
"Um....I'd like to be a lawyer." I respond and she hums.
"Yeah you'd be good at it."
"You think?" I smile and look at her then she nods.
"You need some self confidence but you'd be fucking brilliant at it Diana, what kind of lawyer?"
"Family lawyer, you know...divorces, child custody and things along that line."
"I can tell you'd smash that job, you need to stop saying sorry though. You apologise for everything." She says.
"I don't mean to, it's just something I say for everything." I answer.
"Can I ask you something?" I add, she puts down the scissors.
"Uh oh, what is it?" I put down the scissors and turn to her, making our knees touch and my heart skip a beat but neither of us move.
"Do you make everyone nervous when you want to?" It's a stupid question but I genuinely want an answer. Does she know she makes me nervous, does she make everyone nervous?
"You're the only person I make nervous, I do it because when you get nervous it's funny honestly." She smiles and I furrow my eyebrows, that's not the answer I was hoping for.
"That's not nice."
"Oh well, I don't know if you noticed but I'm not exactly a nice person. Am I?"
"Well I disagree with you on that, I think you just think you're all tough." I shrug with a smile.
"I do not think I'm all tough, I'm just...not a people person."
"You are a teacher."
"So? It makes me good money doesn't it?"
"You flirt with students, soon you won't be a teacher if you keep doing it." I say, that was a bit harsh Wasn't it..
"I'm not sure you noticed like you notice everything but you're the only student I flirt with."
"And you just admit that easily like it's nothing?"
"Why? Are you going to tell on me?" She raises her eyebrow with a smirk and leans forward. I shrug in response as I search her eyes quickly, my heart beginning to pick up.
"I doubt you will because you like it." She whispers in my ear, not in her normal voice something a lot more....intense. She gets up and she moves my hair out of my face before walking around the desk. What the hell what the hell what the hell. I'm sweating. I'm really really hot. My heart is pounding.
"Are you divorced?" I ask her. I'm just curious. She turns and looks at me from her own desk.
"Why would you like to know?"
"I'm curious."
"Really?"
"Maybe."
"Maybe isn't an answer." She smirks. I want to kiss her, should I kiss her. No I should not.
"Well maybe because I want to know if a single woman or a technically married woman is flirting with me."
"I am a single woman."
"Good." I smile, no not good. Why did I say good.
"Good?"
"I did not mean to say that." I mutter sitting back. Please be the end of conversation.