HER OBSESSION

Seven

Hannah's pov

The tour around the school was so frustrating . With me trying but failing to ignore Freya as she made sure to be as talkative as she could. I did not understand why she kept pestering me, it was not like she was interested in me or anything. Or was she?! The thought of Freya being interested in me made my stomach churn from discomfort and something else I could not name. Could it be excitement, I shook my head vigorously, it could never be. First of all I had a boyfriend and second I was not like that. I was not gay, not that I was homophobic but I really never saw that part in me, ever. Well except the time when I stared at girl's breasts when we were in the bathroom after physical exercise lessons. But that does not count, right. Right?!

Finally we finished and Freya escorted me back to class. "So what's your first name" she asked as we entered the class.

I looked at me slightly confused and surprised. With the thoughts I was having about her, asking my name was creepy. Okay not creepy at all so I replied, "Hannah, why?!" "Just asking!" Freya said shrugging.

Just asking?! Why was she suddenly interested in my name. My first name. "So do you not like me because you saw me with a girl in an intimate position?" She finally asked after some silence as I was arguing with my own thoughts. I was slightly taken off guard by the question so I c****d an eyebrow, "What are you trying to say Miss King?!" I asked crossing my arms waiting for her to say the wrong thing or stupid thing.

She just chuckled slightly and of course asked the wrong thing, "Are you homophobic Hannah?!" I was so offended, never in my life had I been called homophobic or racist or narcissist or any anything bad. Because I was not, "No!" I answer sternly, then I remembered what she called me. Hannah my first name. But as much as I felt good and right rolling of her tongue, I did not think it was right. "And also I would prefer if you called me Miss Reyes! We are not mates Freya!" I added after a while.

She just rolled my eyes and smiled, technically rolled her eyes at her teacher. Who did this girl think she was?! "But you call me by my first name. It's only fair" she argued.

I looked at her, I really wanted to snap but I put in consideration my position. "Then I'll call you Miss King" I said finally.

"And where is the fun in that, Hannah!" She said smiling, she was really enjoying getting on my nerves. "Just don't" I gritted my teeth. I was so angry right now, did this girl even consider I was her teacher and she owed me some kind of respect. She looked me up and down then walked slowly towards me. I did not understand why she was stalking towards me, to be honest, I was a little scared. "What are you doing?!" I asked her as I slowly moved my legs going backwards. She did not stop moving or even reply to me, she just continued walking towards me. Finally I was stopped by my tables and I had no where to go so I sat on it. Still slightly scared, "Stop right there!" I warned stretching my arm out to stop her. She just held her hand and placed it away. She then held both my hands still against the table besides me and leaned in whispering in my ear. "Or do you prefer I call you princess!"

I shivered slightly and went completely still. "Or baby!" She purred in my ear so low and seductive. Okay it was official, Freya King was interested in me. But why, for all girls I've seen around her, I don't think I'm her type.

"Say something princess!" She said as she moved so her lips were just inches from mine. My gaze flickered down to her lips for a moment then looked in her eyes. I knew what I had to do, push her away. Tell her off, warn her to know her boundaries and then finally send her to the principal's office. But for some unknown reason, I just stayed still and looked in her eyes.

Her eyes were beautiful, having a deep shade of brown. Her long lashes were just a cherry on top of their beauty. My gaze dropped slowly to the bridge of her nose, perfectly sculptured with small black spot on the side. Then lower to her lips, they were slightly parted. My eyes then moved back to hers, she was leaning in slowly almost unconsciously. And I was doing the exact same thing. Just when our lips were about to touch, the bell sounded.

It was like a stretched tight thread finally broke. I pushed her away from me and I straightened up. What did I just do, was I about to kiss my student. What had gotten over me. I was literally screaming in my brain, as I rushed around my table to sit in my chair. "Out!" I said voice low but firm. Freya for the first time today listened to what I said. She silently moved out. I stayed in my seat slightly shaking. I almost broke the rules my first day at school, and the funny thing was I am straight. Why in the world did that happen. This was the biggest mistake of my life. Maybe I should have listened to Alex. I was trembling.

Slowly the students started entering the class. I got my nerves together, I did not have to be seen trembling by students my first day. When everyone was seated I slowly stood up and started with my introduction then roll call.

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The lesson went better than expected, I did not tremble or do anything stupid. I almost felt fine after the mental breakdown I had.

After my lessons for the day, I reported to the principal as I had to for the whole of my first week. I later on moved to the parking lot to drive home. But as I entered my car, I saw something. Two people were kissing as though there was no tomorrow. I was about to ignore them when something caught my eyes. It was not just two people. It was two girls and one of them was Freya.