Part two; Home alone
"We'll be back soon darlings, we'll miss you," mum kisses the tops of Peter and Charlottes heads hugging them
"Take good care of them Beatrice," she smiles
"Will do, take care of yourselves," We wave them goodbye as they drive off.
"Okay, there's your bus, off to school you two,"
I smile at them as they get on the bus, thunder clouds start rolling in and I grab out my phone and call Piper
"Pips, where the hell are you?"
"I'm sorry B, I'm dying," I hear her vomit in the background
"Oh god, ew okay, that's okay. Feel better," I say quickly before hanging up.
"Guess I'm walking today," I mutter to myself.
It's a lot colder today so my outfit consists of jeans and a tee shirt .
I pull the hood over my head and start to walk, hoping to make it to school before the rain makes it to me.
I run inside just as the rain starts to pour and thank god for my luck. Although getting home this afternoon mightn't be as lucky.
I had PE first which was boring without Piper, we're doing volleyball at the moment and I had to team up with some kid who treated PE like the Olympics.
Everything was boring without Piper, I mean yeah I've got the other people in the group to talk with but none of them are as fun as her, we've been best friends since second grade. It's almost impossible to separate us.
It's second break and I'm sitting with Melanie by the lockers.
"Okay but seriously how bloody hot is Mr Fletcher," she drools
"Yeah, he is pretty hot," I agree
"Like can you just imagine him shirtless, fuck it would be amazing! Have you seen how tight his shirts are on his arms and chest, I just wanna rip it off and jump on him," She smirks
"Sure, Mr Fletcher's really hot but calm down," I laugh loudly
I hear a someone clear their throat in front of us and look up to see mr fletcher walking around the halls, starting right at me. My face burns red and I see him smirk with a soft blush on his cheeks, holy shit.
Melanie snorts a laugh out and doesn't stop for at least five minutes after he's gone.
"You've got chemistry next don't you?" she laughs
I bury my face in my hands and nod,
"And he heard you say he was hot!" She cackles
"you're not helping" I groan
The bell could not ring at a worse time.
As we wait for Mr Fletcher to arrive in class I talk to Vanessa, or rather listen to her.
"Alright class, I'm handing out your assignments so everyone better pay attention today," Mr Fletcher says eyeing me down.
I take a deep breath and try to stay focused, I watch his lips and try to hear the words he's saying. His lips are so beautiful but God I need to focus.
"very important... due in three weeks... class time... 1000-1200 words... Beau hand them out ... Beau? Are you listening to me?"
"What? Y-yes sir?" I stutter as the class muffles their laughs
"Hand these out please," he sighs ruffling his hair
I nod and take the papers from him and quickly hand them out, I sit back down and Vanessa elbows me.
"He's so hot hey?" She smirks
"Not now Vanessa," I whisper
"Couldn't you just imagine those arms holding you? ugh he's so hot," she moans
"Vanessa please be quiet," I say
"But I mean just look at him," she bites her lip
"Shut up!" I say a bit louder
"Beau!" He yells, "ignoring my lesson and disrupting my class! Anything you want to share with us all?!" Mr Fletcher beams angrily
I sigh and hang my head
"No Sir," I mumble
"Good. See me after class," He orders and I groan.
The rain gets heavier as he continues with the lesson, sending me angry glares along the way.
The final period bell rings and everyone collects their things and walk out. A few of the girls stay behind and talk to him for a bit, about the assignment and other things, their flirty tones obvious.
"See you on Friday girls," He says dismissing them.
"Beau, want to tell me what you were gossiping about with Vanessa?" He asks sitting in front of me
"Not really," I say calmly
"I heard what you were talking about with Melanie today and I need to tell you that is it inappropriate." He states firmly
"Yes sir, I understand. Although what you heard wasn't really the whole conversation and I don't think you should judge me that quickly. I was trying to tell her it was inappropriate." I argue
"Whichever way it is, it's still wrong. And disrupting my class while talking to Vanessa, not paying attention. I have no choice but to give you a detention," He says lowly,
"This afternoon, I'll sit with you and we're going to do all the work you didn't in class,"
"I can't," I mumble
"What? You can't do the work or the detention? Either way I think you need an attitude adjustment,"
"With all do respect sir, I can't do the detention this afternoon. My parents are out of town and I need to watch my younger siblings. It's getting late and I need to walk home." I say calmly
As I finish my last sentence a loud thunder bolt cracks making me gasp and tense up. His eyes soften at me and he sighs
"That is understandable. I'm sorry for questioning your attitude. I still think you need to get this work done today and it's not safe to walk home in this weather. So I propose I drive you home and you and I can work on your assignment there."
He pauses to see my reaction and then continues
"That way you can get your detention done and watch your siblings, and you can stay dry on the way."
"Don't you have things to do this afternoon Sir?" I ask
"Not really, just dinner with my dog, but he can wait," He smiles
"Thank you," I smile shyly
"No problem, let's get your stuff and I'll take you home." He smiles warmly
We walk down the halls and to my locker,
"So, you have a dog?" I ask trying to make conversation
"Yeah, He's a pug, I named him Dudley," He smiles
"Dudley? Like from Harry Potter?" I ask
"Nah," he laughs, "Just thought it suited him,"
"Oh," I laugh, "That's embarrassing,"
"Everyone asks that," he smiles
I pull my books from my locker and put them in my bag.
Mr Fletcher opens the door for me and the wind blows harshly onto us, I shiver as we step outside.
"Did you want my jacket?" He asks nicely
"No, it's fine." I smile
God, I wanted his jacket.
He nodded at me and we rushed over to his car, we both climbed in and breathed loudly. Happy to be in the warm car.
"Nice hair," he laughed at the state of my wet, messy hair
"You should see yours," I huffed pulling at my hair.
He flipped the car mirror down and laughed loudly at his messy hair.
"Well, it's better than walking," he winked
The drive home was quiet, the only noise was me giving directions and the white noise of the radio.
He pulled into my driveway and we rushed to the door, I fumble with my keys for a minute but we got inside alright.
"What time is it?" I asked him when I set my bag down
"It's 3:40, why?" Mr Fletcher asked
"Charlie and Pete get home 3:45, just making sure I wasn't late." I smile.
"Okay, do you want to get started, it should only take about an hour?" He asked
"Um sure, just let me go get changed," I smile
"Why?" He asked weirdly
"Because I'm wet and cold?" I laugh
"Oh, right. I'll just wait here then,"
"Um, if you wanted to dry off you could borrow some of my dads stuff?"
"Um, is that okay? It would be nice to get out of these clothes.."
"Yeah, just up the stairs and second door to the right," I smile
"Thank you, your house is really nice by the way," He smiles back
"Thanks,"
I run upstairs and swing my door closed and rip off my wet clothes. I pull on some grey sweatpants and a white tank top and throw my hair up into a bun.
On my way back downstairs I hear a loud bang in my parents room, I sneak over and the door is cracked open.
I see him in there digging through my dads draw shirtless. He finds a white tee shirt and pulls it over his head, his large back muscles moving with as his arms pull over his head.
He bends down to pick up his wet clothes and I sprint down the stairs.
"Alright, so the assignment this term is based on the argument that the needs of chemistry are distinctive, a mathematical structure of topics such as quantum mechanics, relativity theory, thermodynamics and statistical mechanics. Get it?" He smiles sitting down next to me
I just stare at him wide eyed
He chuckles a bit before grabbing a book out, "Okay, so basically the assignment is an essay, 1000-1200 words explain the means of chemistry, whether they're mathematical or scientific and explaining why, make more sense?"
"So it's basically just stating what chem is and arguing your point?" I ask, shoving my pen between my teeth
"Yeah pretty much, so do you have any idea how you're going to start it?" he asks smiling
"I guess I should find out what I think chemistry is?"
"Good, so get your laptop out and start googling."
"Beatrice!!" Charlotte, who's 5 calls running inside,
"I'll be right back," I smile awkwardly
"Charlie, where's Pete?" I ask as she jumps on me, hugging me
"I'm right here" He smiles waking inside
"Okay you two up to your rooms, I have a guest and we're doing school work so go do your home work," I say taking her off me
"Nope!" Charlotte runs into the kitchen were Mr Fletcher is sitting and jumps onto the table
"Who are you?!" She asks sitting on the papers
"Charlotte get off the table!" I whine rushing over, "That's my teacher, Mr Fletcher. He's helping me with chemistry."
"You don't look like a teacher!" She smiles devilishly
"Charlotte stop,"
"It's okay Beau," He smiles turning to Charlotte. "We're friends, you can call me Nate, do you want to be friends too?" He asks
"Yes please!" She beams jumping on to his lap and hugging him
Peter, who's 13 walks into the room,
"Charlotte, let's go. We can get a snack and then go do your homework,"
"Hm okay! Bye Bye Nate!" She beams
"Bye Charlie," he smiles back
"So it's Nate hey?" I tease sitting back down
"Nathaniel actually, just thought it'd be easier for her to handle, she adores you though. It's cute," He smiles
I blush a bit and then state back at my laptop, after Mr Fletcher, helps me finish my introduction and get my ideas we start to talk again.
"So I think that served enough time for a detention?" he asked playfully
"Yeah, I think so, thanks sir," I smile
"When we're out of school you can call me Nate," he offers
"Okay," I smile
"So I should probably go. Do you mind if I drop these clothes back to you at your house tomorrow? I don't want other students getting the wrong idea?" he asks
"Yeah of course," I smile.
I reach down to collect the papers of the table at the same time he does. His hand lands on top of mine, he holds it there as I look up into his eyes, my heartbeat increasing by the second. He looks down at me and it's obvious his heart is racing too.
"Beau sorry to interrupt but what's for dinner?" Peter asks walking down the stairs
Nate pulls his hand away instantly and finishes collecting his papers,
"Um, mum left some lasagne in the fridge, I'll cook that up," I smile
"Great, how long?"
"About an hour?"
Peter nods and runs back upstairs.
"I'd ah, I'd better go," Nate says quickly
"Yeah okay, that'd probably be for the best," I mutter
"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow? when I drop the clothes off?"
"Yeah, yeah of course. Thanks for the help"
"No worries Beau, see you around,"
He rushes to the front door
"Yeah, Bye Nate," I breath as he runs to his car trying to get cover from the rain.
I shut the front door and slide down it,
"Holy Shit," I breath
Nate's POV
"holy shit"
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