Date: Mon, 9 Jun 2003 23:07:13 -0700 From: lela "C" Subject: Highschool times , part 1 of 4, adult youth , lesbian Anybody under the age of 18 shouldn't be reading this... it involves f/f contact...all the events that take place and the characters are not true...false people okay? That and you know the rest of the legal crap...also this is copy written by the author...which is me. High school times By Pnkrckprincess Okay...where to begin...well first let me tell you about myself. My name is Sam. I'm 15 years old. I'm a freshman at my high school, I'm 5'5, short black hair, tan skin, brown eyes, b cup breasts and I weigh bout 110 lbs. See, I've know that I was bi ever since I was 13 years old. I have never told anyone and don't plan to for a while. Ok anyways, there is this teacher at my school, her name is Cindy Wicfield. She's about 22 or 23 years old. She just got done with college and this is her first year teaching. She's bout 5'6, shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, and she's also tan...maybe she is Spanish. Besides that, she is the most wonderful person I've ever met, and lucky me I get to have her as a teacher in the afternoon. She's my last class, so I have to wait all day just to see and trust me I'm not patient. So for the first few weeks of school I never thought of her more than a teacher. But one day it just hit me, and I realized I had a crush on my teacher. So of course I started to act really shy around her and just nervous. I don't know if she noticed but I had noticed that she started to talk to me more, would stare at me when ever she would get a chance, and she would also single me out in class which would piss me off...but secretly I enjoyed it. I was walking out of the school building headed towards the buses when I had realize I had forgot my demo cd in her class...oh yea, see I'm a bass player in a rock band and I had played my band's songs in her class and the thing was that night I was suppose to let this big record guy listen to it...kickass I know...Anyways, I was just bout to open the classroom door when I heard someone crying...I stood there and wondered if I should go in, but obviously I had to. So I opened the door and tried to act surprised but I think she noticed. She was sitting at her desk crying her eyes out. She then tried to act like nothing happened but of course once I asked how she was she broke into tears again. " I had just received a call from my ex-husband and he is trying to take me son away." She said. " I haven't talked to this man in at least 3 years and out of nowhere he is trying to take the son who he left, the son who he gave up, and the son who he said wasn't his." So then I tried to cheer her up by saying that he wouldn't be able to take her son. I also told her how smart she was and because of that she would be able to keep her son. But of course one subject lead to another and the next thing I know I was telling her how pretty she was and how she deserves something else. " Do you really think that Sam? For someone so shy and quiet to notice this about me?" she then stared at me as if she was looking for some sort of truth, but hell I didn't want her to know bout me liking her! "Of course your pretty...your funny, smart, you're everything a guy would want! I just cant believe you don't have a boyfriend right now, because well Cindy your perfect!" Somehow I said too much...and both of us knew it...