My Teacher is my Mate!

Chapter 4

Kane's pov

It was indeed Amora and the guy was certainly not me, my teeth gritted and I squeeze the phone in my hands at the same time beating myself up for getting so furious.

"Mr. Kane is anything the problem?" Ella asks and I quickly calm down and slowly rested the phone on the table.

My eyes rest on her troubled face and I clear my throat and rubbed my palms against my blue jeans to ease the tension, "no, not at all but what exactly do you want me to do concerning this situation" I ask.

Mirabel moves from her chair and my eyes follow her until she descends beside me and leans in close enough to kiss me. If anyone were to walk in at this moment it would be very implicating.

"Mr Kane we are wondering if you have any idea who the man is. I know his face isn't blurred out completely but doesn't he look familiar?" She pressured,her fiery eyes expressed looks of suspicion.

Taking another glance at the picture, I could see why they would think the person in the picture is me, our features are extremely similar but it wasn't me and I am curious as they are to who the person is.

"What I think...." I started and they leaned even closer, my eyes darted from one cleavage to the other.

"What I think is that you should stop spreading baseless rumours like this please get to class" I ordered as I watched the hope drain from their faces.

Reluctantly they walk away whispering barely audible things as they leave and I take deep breaths, I can't help but think about Amora and how she must be feeling after hearing the rumours.

"I should go find her" I whisper and scamper from the chair as soon as I open the door, I see her, as beautiful as ever walking past my office my heart burns as she turns to look at me with sad teary eyes.

Unable to speak, I grab her hand and pull her into my office I don't say a word until I make sure the door is locked.

I traces everything about her with my eyes, her eyes are stained with black and her neck hangs from her draped shoulders probably too ashamed to look at me. I don't say a word but quickly pull her into my arms and I'm shocked when she doesn't fight back or resist.

"Why?" She whispers choking on her own voice. I run my fingers through her hair, she shudders a bit but slowly calms down, her familiar scent of wood fill my nostrils and it becomes all I ever want to breathe.

"Why does this have to happen to me?" She continues, her voice is a lot firmer and she confirms by pulling away quickly.

"I just moved here and now everyone thinks I'm a slut. I'm even more concerned about the person taking and uploading pictures of me" she vents.

I place my hand on her shoulder and tap continuously.

"Calm down, rumours die down as fast as they spread" I console and takes deep breaths.

I'm tempted to ask who the man is, I want to know more than anything in this world but I must act mature and hide my interest in the gossip.

"As long as you know what they claim isn't true then you have nothing to worry about" I continue.

Her eyes widen and I wonder what I may have said to cause such reaction, my mind slowly wander to the night we met and I feel goosebumps rise on my skin.

How can a woman have such strong effect on me?

"Thank you very much Mr. Kane, but I don't think I should be seen in your office at a time like this" she replies and walk out before I get the chance to say another word.

Amora's pov

I walk out of the office and decide to go for the next class with my head held up high, I shouldn't act like what they say is the truth.

I think about why Lane didn't ask me about the person in the picture because I know he obviously saw it.

As I walk further, the next thing I experience makes my heart fall to the pit of my stomach.

"You slut" Ella echoed and the dozen of girls flocking around her sneered at me and made several comments.

"So after moving after older men you still want to hit on Mr. Kane?" Mirabel replied and I rolled my eyes at the people that were supposed to be my friends.

I took a few steps back, deep breaths accompanying it as I prepare to explain to them for the hundredth time today who was in the picture.

"That man is my father! I followed him to a meeting" I explained and Ella walks close to me, eyes twitching creepily and I take further steps back.

"You expect me to believe that sorry...." She glances at the girls behind her, "......you expect us to believe that?" She warned.

"But it's the truth" I say, tears forming and anger rising up in my throat.

In less than a split second, they surround me again asking questions I was too confused to answer.

"What meeting? Who is your dad" Mirabel asks.

Flashes of my father warning me to keep my life a secret resurface and my head drops from their curious gazes as tears cover my face.

"I knew it you're just a pathological liar" she snapped.

"We are going to make sure everyone knows what you've done and stay away from you"

They leave within the next split second and I'm alone again in the hallway, I want to go back to Kane's office and have him console me in his arms.

I get up and keep walking to class, Kane's right, as long as the rumours aren't true, I should walk around with my usual confidence.

Kane's pov

It was indeed Amora and the guy was certainly not me, my teeth gritted and I squeeze the phone in my hands at the same time beating myself up for getting so furious.

"Mr. Kane is anything the problem?" Ella asks and I quickly calm down and slowly rested the phone on the table.

My eyes rest on her troubled face and I clear my throat and rubbed my palms against my blue jeans to ease the tension, "no, not at all but what exactly do you want me to do concerning this situation" I ask.

Mirabel moves from her chair and my eyes follow her until she descends beside me and leans in close enough to kiss me. If anyone were to walk in at this moment it would be very implicating.

"Mr Kane we are wondering if you have any idea who the man is. I know his face isn't blurred out completely but doesn't he look familiar?" She pressured,her fiery eyes expressed looks of suspicion.

Taking another glance at the picture, I could see why they would think the person in the picture is me, our features are extremely similar but it wasn't me and I am curious as they are to who the person is.

"What I think...." I started and they leaned even closer, my eyes darted from one cleavage to the other.

"What I think is that you should stop spreading baseless rumours like this please get to class" I ordered as I watched the hope drain from their faces.

Reluctantly they walk away whispering barely audible things as they leave and I take deep breaths, I can't help but think about Amora and how she must be feeling after hearing the rumours.

"I should go find her" I whisper and scamper from the chair as soon as I open the door, I see her, as beautiful as ever walking past my office my heart burns as she turns to look at me with sad teary eyes.

Unable to speak, I grab her hand and pull her into my office I don't say a word until I make sure the door is locked.

I traces everything about her with my eyes, her eyes are stained with black and her neck hangs from her draped shoulders probably too ashamed to look at me. I don't say a word but quickly pull her into my arms and I'm shocked when she doesn't fight back or resist.

"Why?" She whispers choking on her own voice. I run my fingers through her hair, she shudders a bit but slowly calms down, her familiar scent of wood fill my nostrils and it becomes all I ever want to breathe.

"Why does this have to happen to me?" She continues, her voice is a lot firmer and she confirms by pulling away quickly.

"I just moved here and now everyone thinks I'm a slut. I'm even more concerned about the person taking and uploading pictures of me" she vents.

I place my hand on her shoulder and tap continuously.

"Calm down, rumours die down as fast as they spread" I console and takes deep breaths.

I'm tempted to ask who the man is, I want to know more than anything in this world but I must act mature and hide my interest in the gossip.

"As long as you know what they claim isn't true then you have nothing to worry about" I continue.

Her eyes widen and I wonder what I may have said to cause such reaction, my mind slowly wander to the night we met and I feel goosebumps rise on my skin.

How can a woman have such strong effect on me?

"Thank you very much Mr. Kane, but I don't think I should be seen in your office at a time like this" she replies and walk out before I get the chance to say another word.

Amora's pov

I walk out of the office and decide to go for the next class with my head held up high, I shouldn't act like what they say is the truth.

I think about why Lane didn't ask me about the person in the picture because I know he obviously saw it.

As I walk further, the next thing I experience makes my heart fall to the pit of my stomach.

"You slut" Ella echoed and the dozen of girls flocking around her sneered at me and made several comments.

"So after moving after older men you still want to hit on Mr. Kane?" Mirabel replied and I rolled my eyes at the people that were supposed to be my friends.

I took a few steps back, deep breaths accompanying it as I prepare to explain to them for the hundredth time today who was in the picture.

"That man is my father! I followed him to a meeting" I explained and Ella walks close to me, eyes twitching creepily and I take further steps back.

"You expect me to believe that sorry...." She glances at the girls behind her, "......you expect us to believe that?" She warned.

"But it's the truth" I say, tears forming and anger rising up in my throat.

In less than a split second, they surround me again asking questions I was too confused to answer.

"What meeting? Who is your dad" Mirabel asks.

Flashes of my father warning me to keep my life a secret resurface and my head drops from their curious gazes as tears cover my face.

"I knew it you're just a pathological liar" she snapped.

"We are going to make sure everyone knows what you've done and stay away from you"

They leave within the next split second and I'm alone again in the hallway, I want to go back to Kane's office and have him console me in his arms.

I get up and keep walking to class, Kane's right, as long as the rumours aren't true, I should walk around with my usual confidence.

Kane's pov

It was indeed Amora and the guy was certainly not me, my teeth gritted and I squeeze the phone in my hands at the same time beating myself up for getting so furious.

"Mr. Kane is anything the problem?" Ella asks and I quickly calm down and slowly rested the phone on the table.

My eyes rest on her troubled face and I clear my throat and rubbed my palms against my blue jeans to ease the tension, "no, not at all but what exactly do you want me to do concerning this situation" I ask.

Mirabel moves from her chair and my eyes follow her until she descends beside me and leans in close enough to kiss me. If anyone were to walk in at this moment it would be very implicating.

"Mr Kane we are wondering if you have any idea who the man is. I know his face isn't blurred out completely but doesn't he look familiar?" She pressured,her fiery eyes expressed looks of suspicion.

Taking another glance at the picture, I could see why they would think the person in the picture is me, our features are extremely similar but it wasn't me and I am curious as they are to who the person is.

"What I think...." I started and they leaned even closer, my eyes darted from one cleavage to the other.

"What I think is that you should stop spreading baseless rumours like this please get to class" I ordered as I watched the hope drain from their faces.

Reluctantly they walk away whispering barely audible things as they leave and I take deep breaths, I can't help but think about Amora and how she must be feeling after hearing the rumours.

"I should go find her" I whisper and scamper from the chair as soon as I open the door, I see her, as beautiful as ever walking past my office my heart burns as she turns to look at me with sad teary eyes.

Unable to speak, I grab her hand and pull her into my office I don't say a word until I make sure the door is locked.

I traces everything about her with my eyes, her eyes are stained with black and her neck hangs from her draped shoulders probably too ashamed to look at me. I don't say a word but quickly pull her into my arms and I'm shocked when she doesn't fight back or resist.

"Why?" She whispers choking on her own voice. I run my fingers through her hair, she shudders a bit but slowly calms down, her familiar scent of wood fill my nostrils and it becomes all I ever want to breathe.

"Why does this have to happen to me?" She continues, her voice is a lot firmer and she confirms by pulling away quickly.

"I just moved here and now everyone thinks I'm a slut. I'm even more concerned about the person taking and uploading pictures of me" she vents.

I place my hand on her shoulder and tap continuously.

"Calm down, rumours die down as fast as they spread" I console and takes deep breaths.

I'm tempted to ask who the man is, I want to know more than anything in this world but I must act mature and hide my interest in the gossip.

"As long as you know what they claim isn't true then you have nothing to worry about" I continue.

Her eyes widen and I wonder what I may have said to cause such reaction, my mind slowly wander to the night we met and I feel goosebumps rise on my skin.

How can a woman have such strong effect on me?

"Thank you very much Mr. Kane, but I don't think I should be seen in your office at a time like this" she replies and walk out before I get the chance to say another word.

Amora's pov

I walk out of the office and decide to go for the next class with my head held up high, I shouldn't act like what they say is the truth.

I think about why Lane didn't ask me about the person in the picture because I know he obviously saw it.

As I walk further, the next thing I experience makes my heart fall to the pit of my stomach.

"You slut" Ella echoed and the dozen of girls flocking around her sneered at me and made several comments.

"So after moving after older men you still want to hit on Mr. Kane?" Mirabel replied and I rolled my eyes at the people that were supposed to be my friends.

I took a few steps back, deep breaths accompanying it as I prepare to explain to them for the hundredth time today who was in the picture.

"That man is my father! I followed him to a meeting" I explained and Ella walks close to me, eyes twitching creepily and I take further steps back.

"You expect me to believe that sorry...." She glances at the girls behind her, "......you expect us to believe that?" She warned.

"But it's the truth" I say, tears forming and anger rising up in my throat.

In less than a split second, they surround me again asking questions I was too confused to answer.

"What meeting? Who is your dad" Mirabel asks.

Flashes of my father warning me to keep my life a secret resurface and my head drops from their curious gazes as tears cover my face.

"I knew it you're just a pathological liar" she snapped.

"We are going to make sure everyone knows what you've done and stay away from you"

They leave within the next split second and I'm alone again in the hallway, I want to go back to Kane's office and have him console me in his arms.

I get up and keep walking to class, Kane's right, as long as the rumours aren't true, I should walk around with my usual confidence.