Ms. Davis' POV:
'Why is she always sleeping in class? She looks so pretty when she sleeps.'
The bell took me out of my thoughts. I got out of my desk and walked over to Sara to wake her up, "Sara?" I whispered softly. "Huh?" Sara groaned. "The bell rang but your still gonna stay after class." I sent her a soft smile.
Sara's POV:
"Gotcha teach." I shot finger guns towards Ms. Davis. I sat in my desk for about a minute and got a sudden jolt of confidence.
"Ms. Davis?" I asked. "Yes Sara?" Ms. Davis looked up from her computer and grabbed her coffee. "Do you like me?" I asked. Ms. Davis almost chocked on her coffee. "Uh um! I don't know, what do you mean?" I walked slowly towards her, dragging my fingers across her desk.
I motioned for her to scoot her chair from under the desk. "Scoot." I demanded. Emily scooted out of her desk. I bent over and put one finger under her chin, bringing her out of her chair. "Cause I know I like you." I whispered into Ms. Davis' ear. Ms. Davis pressed our lips together, our lips moving in sync. She grabbed my waist and pushed me against the wall. "Ms. Davis." I moaned into her ear . "You- can- call- me- Emily." She said in between kisses.
I wrapped my legs around Emily and she picked me up. Emily sat me down on top of her desk. I moaned, "Emily". Emily stopped kissing me and said, "I have a class starting in about 5 minutes, you should probably go." Emily pried my legs off of her. "Ugh. Fine, bye Emily. See you later." I said as I started to walk away. I turned to face Emily and gave her a quick peck on the cheek.