Forced Love

Forced Love - Chapter One: Intriguing Romance

Forced Love - Chapter 1

Today is a new day, I told myself. Today is my first day at a new school, my first day as Saint Catherine’s, the all-girls school. I was slightly nervous, I didn’t know what to expect. I sat down on the brown plastic chair placed in front of the reception desk. The noise of teen girls gossiping slowly faded as they entered class.

The reception was brightly lit and the walls were painted a bright white, the floors were wooden, a dark brown color with a glossy finish. The receptionist was a tall, middle aged women, her hair was short, blonde and bouncy. Her face was slender and long, her eyes blue and beady, her lips were painted bright red which gave her a seductive look. Her eyelashes long and lushes marinated by dark black mascara. She was attractive, I guess.

"Crystal Evans." she looks up and calls, her voice low and raspy, just loud enough not to be a whisper. Her eyes travelled around the room before settling on me, she smiled an alluring smile, my eyes met hers and a sheepish smile slowly formed on my face, before I looked away shyly, I could feel redness creeping up my skin.

My name was Crystal, Crystal Evans. I was 5 foot 7 and slim. My hair was brown and long and deadly straight. I had left my life in London moving into the countryside’s of Kent, leaving everything I have ever known, as a result of my mum and dads divorce. I was extremely shy and quiet, I was awfully introverted.

‘’Crystal Evans’’ The receptionist velvety voice echoed in my ears, her eyes were focused on me expectantly. ‘’Here’’ I said zoning back to reality, the words escaped by lips timidly.

‘’"The Head teacher is ready for you, now if you would follow me this way." she told me. She smiled at me endearingly revealing her straight pearly whites. Maybe she could sense my nervousness.

I nodded my head slowly, got up and followed her down the brightly lit, narrow corridor to the head teacher’s door. We came to halt and she looked at me ‘’ here we are’’ she said her face was now blank ‘’ everything should go smoothly from here’’ she said, I studied her face which was still blank. That’s weird, I thought to myself.

I watched her turn around and start walking away, her rounded hips swayed rhythmically from side to side, in a very tight, black pencil skirt, highlighting her curvaceous body. Her legs stood long and slender in her pointed, court shoes, which added an extra foot to her already tall stature and the clicks of her heels slammed against the fall with each stride she took. I watched as she slowly turned the corner leaving me alone in front of the Head teacher’s door, my nerves rumbling in my stomach.

I knocked on the door. Silence. I knocked again and waited. ‘’come in’’ the voice was deep and loud filled with a confident base. I hesitated, before placing my hand on the handle and slowly opening the door. There at the large wooden desk, sat a tall man, his skin was radiantly olive, his face slim and smooth with a strong chiseled jaw surrounded by a mat of dark, perfectly shaped, black hair which enhanced his plump rosy lips, his eyes were brown and big and held a mysterious gleam and his lashes long and full which added a simmer of innocence. His hair was a beautiful mane of black with hints of shimmering gray which gave him a mature seductive look.

He smiled me at me, a cunning smile, causing my heart to beat nervously against my chest. ‘’You must be Miss Evans’’ he smiled confidently. His manly, deep voice bounced around the room. "Yes sir." I whispered, trying to divert my eyes but I couldn’t help it. I had to look into his alluring eyes. He looked deeply into my eyes; taking in all of me. I watched silently, my breath held together as his eyes travelled up and down my body registering my appearance. He was too attractive to be a head teacher. I analysed his strong, broad shoulders before looking up noticing that he had cute dimples on both cheeks, I looked down and blushed at the sight before me.

"I'm Mr. West" he said taking me out of my thoughts, I looked at his face, my eyes traveling from his lips to his eyes which stared back into mines , holding me still and creating tension through my body. "I hope you enjoy your education at St. Catharine." His voice echoed flowing through my ears, his eyes fixated on mines as he spoke. A little smile crept up on his plump lips causing me to lick my own as a nervous reaction to his over bearing presence.

"I'm sure I will" I answered timidly our eyes still locked together; my body shook as I spoke. He handed me my timetable and gave me brief information about the school. I was barely listening, I just stared, captivated by this mature man before me. "Thank you, sir." I said slowly, as I was leaving. I stood at the door, my back facing him, my breath held before walking out closing the door behind me.

Mr. West POV:

There she stood. This shy innocent school girl, she stood tall and slender, her butt small and perky. Her chocolate brown hair laid straight  around her heart shaped face and her small lips were continuously at a pout, just teasing my senses. Cute, she was very cute. I liked her.

Miss Evans, her shyness intrigued me, there was something about this new school girl. She was a nymph. She had a childlike innocence but a mature presence and this combination was absolutely captivating. I loved how she was so unaware of her beauty, so unaware of the power which she held as a female. I wanted her.