healing with you

3.Teacher

I guess this boy should be the new student. I take a quick glance and with my hands and followed by my brows up asking what ?

He looks towards the office and I take a step and look too. I was right he was it. I tell him to sit inside and move towards the office. when I come back I see he is talking and laughing with others. Giving a tight stare I asked him "what's your name?"

"Sanush" he said smiling.

I give him his work and proceed to teach others. As the times up they pack their bags and go on their way out.

As days were passing he was being comfortable with me. He is now slowly showing his notorious phase. Sometimes he flirts with me indirectly. I frightened him that I will complain to his parents. but he knows I'm not going to do anything.

Everyone was left out, only he was there I am giving him homework.

"I'm really going to complain about you" I said tightly.

Before he opens his mouth to speak his phone vibrates, he glances at it and says "here you go it's my mom's call"

he received it and put on the speaker saying "hello mom"

"when will you come home dear?" her mother asks.

"I'm about to leave from here, coming, am on my way, Hey mom the teacher is saying that I'm harassing her very much and wants to complain for that to you."

"It will be like that only, tell her to get used to it" her mom says teasing me

my mouth is open in shock and he was laughing. I give him his book and tell him to go.

go to hell man

I left too.

I just hate him. He just doesn't respect me, nor have any manners how to talk.Instead he flirts with me.SHAMELESS.... parents are like him.....yeah like parents, like him. If it was in my hand I showed him but I got the instructions not to harm any student, nor to get angry on anyone. Filling the air in my lungs I gasp and after thinking this much I say to myself leave it, why am I thinking about it all and making my mind tired. I do my skin care and adore myself a while in front of the mirror. I love myself, I love adoring myself, I think I don't need anyone to pamper me. I'm enough for myself and I can understand myself better than anyone. I don't have any friends except 2 since my schooling. I rarely talk to them too. I read fiction novels in my leisure time and they are my best friends, boyfriends and girlfriends. I just love being in my imagination rather than real. They don't cheat on me, they never disappoint me. I completely forgot who I am when I read. And I love that, Even though I'm a foodie and sleepy person I forget my sleep and meal when I am in my fictional world. People feel pity on me whenever they notice that I always stay alone no friends and all but I feel that being alone is not sad, It is the thing full of cheers, Satisfaction, and faith with own self. It gives you the chance to explore your own self. I got the chance and I didn't miss it I explored myself at my peak that I have started loving to stay by myself and with myself only, I can go on an ice cream date alone, I can go on a movie date alone, and on a coffee date as well. "that's a great idea I didn't go on a date anytime, let's experience this too...I guess I will go on an ice cream date tomorrow at my favourite NATURALS ice-cream....yeahhh" I give a lovely good night to me, kiss my palm and stick that palm to my forehead feeling I kiss my own forehead and go to sleep.