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Mattie's POV;

Ella hasn't spoken to me for the whole weekend.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do.

This whole situation is so f****d up.

She's right, if I got caught for this it would ruin my life.

So why don't I seem to care?

Because you're falling for her. My subconscious sneers at me.

Falling for her? That's impossible. I don't even know her.

But you like spending time with her, and miss her when she's not around. My subconscious chips in once again.

"I didn't ask for your opinion!" I yell.

Fuck, this is making me crazy.

I straighten my tie up, and grabbing my bag before locking my house up.

I look over to Ella's house and see her jump on that wretched bike.

Don't get me wrong, its a nice bike, but I just cant help worrying about her being on it.

And she looks hot on it.

I roll my eyes at my subconscious and jump in my car.

She notices me in my car, and speeds up so she's no longer in my view.

Guessing she's still mad at me then.

I was just looking out for her, I worry about her. I just cant help it.

Ever since she walked into my class late that day, she's all I've been thinking about.

She's funny, smart, beautiful and just everything I want in a woman.

She's more mature than all the women my age.

But, if she doesn't want to repeat whatever happened last night, then I will respect that.

She doesn't want it to ruin my life because she cares. Any other girl in that school would jump at the chance, but Ella's different, and I like that.

I pull up at school and park my car.

I get out and immediately spot her.

She's with Blake and Donte.

I'm not really a fan of Donte, since he didn't even give her a ride home that night.

I make my way up to them, and I see Blake nudge her.

"Morning guys," I say.

"Morning," Donte replies.

"Ella, are you going to stay after school so I can help you study today?" I smile.

"I can't," She simply says.

"Why not?" I ask.

"Donte's throwing a house party," She answers.

"Isn't your education more important than a party?" I question her.

"Yeah, but you said we can do it once a week, so we've got four more days in the school week," She retorts.

"Okay, well I would still like you to see me after school, just for 5 minutes so we can sort out what day in the week you'll stay after school." I smile at her.

"Can't we just do that now?" She says, testing my patience.

Just then, the bell rings indicating its time for class.

"See you after school." I smile at her before walking away.

Ella's POV;

Me and Blake sit with Donte, Chase, and Nate at lunch.

"So are you coming tonight Ella?" Nate asks me.

"Of course! I wouldn't miss out on a good party!" I say and Nate and Chase cheer.

"Good because you have to try the drink I made up. I make it for me, Chase, Donte and Blake every time we throw a party. I only make it for my best mates, so consider yourself lucky." Nate winks at me.

"I consider myself very lucky," I smirk.

Just then, Blake's crush Jade walks over to us.

"Ella!" She greets me with a hug.

Me and Jade get on quite well, as she's the only one I like in my chemistry class, and vice versa. It's quite weird how we get on so well though, as she's a part of the "popular" group as everybody calls it.

"Hey Jade! How are you?" I ask her.

"I'm good thank you, how are you?" She replies.

"I'm fab thank you."

"Oh, hey Blake," She greets Blake.

"Oh erm Jade, hi," He smiles.

"So Ella, are you coming to that party?" Blake asks, and I turn to face him.

"You know, the one I invited you to?" He says, emphasising the word invited.

He didn't invite me to the party, Donte did as its his party, but I knew exactly what Blake meant.

"Of course I am!" I smile.

"Hey Jade, did you fancy being my plus 1 to a party tonight?" I ask her.

"Ooh hell yeah! I love parties!" She squeals.

"Fabulous. Get to mine by 6 and I'll drive you there." I smile at her.

"Cool! See you later Ella!" She hugs me.

"Bye Blake." She says and gives him a small wave before leaving.

"That means no drinking a lot tonight because you'll be taking her drunk ass home, and you owe me," I smirk at Blake.

"Deal."

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After school I run up to his office to find him typing on his computer.

"Come in, close the door." He says and I hesitate before doing so.

"I'm guessing this isn't to discuss after school times?" I question him.

"Kind of. We do need to set a day so you cant tell me you're attending a party instead. But we need to talk about Friday." He says and my eyes widen.

"Are you crazy? Do you seriously wanna talk about it here of all places?" I whisper shout.

"Relax, nobody can hear us. If someone wants to come in, they'll knock before. If you're that worried the printing room just there is soundproof," He tells me.

"Why do you have a printing room? And why is it soundproof?" I ask.

"I don't know why there's a printing room there, they just gave me this office. And it's soundproof because this used to be a music room and that used to be a sound booth. You've been here much longer than me, you should know that." He says.

"Well I'm hardly going to pay attention to what room used to be what am I?" I say sarcastically.

"I thought we made a deal that you would be a good girl for me?" He stares at me.

Please stop saying that, you'll wake the beast. I think to myself.

Oh god I forget how nervous he makes me.

He leans back on his chair, and puts his feet up on his desk, whilst nibbling on the end of a pen.

Holy f**k I think I'm gonna flood my underwear.

He looks so f*****g hot.

"Ella?" He says, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"You didn't answer my question?" He raises his eyebrow.

"Oh erm, we did, but then you decided to lecture me on what I can and can't do." I say and he sighs.

"Look, I only "lectured" you because I care about you, and I don't want you hurting yourself. I appreciate you're an independent woman, but I just worry about you alright?" He admits and I immediately feel bad for verbally attacking him.

"I'm sorry I went crazy on you, I didn't realise that was the reason why you did it." I answer.

"Why else would I go mental about your welfare?" He questions me.

"I thought you were just being a teacher and lecturing me." I say.

"No Ella, I care a lot for you." He admits and I can feel my cheeks heat up.

"Well thank you." I mumble.

"But we still cant repeat what happened last night because its too risky. However much i enjoyed it." I mutter the last part.

"I could tell you enjoyed it, you were very eager," He smirks and I try and breathe normal.

"I haven't even touched you and you're all flustered," He says with a smug look on his face.

My breathing quickens and I try to slowly squeeze my legs together so he doesn't realise.

Just then the printer comes to life.

"Be a good girl and go get that for me?" He says and I do as I'm told.

I grab the paper out of the printer and turn around to see him standing against the door frame.

I hand them to him and he takes them whilst smirking.

He walks back into his office and I follow him.

He sits down and searches for something.

"Ah there it is. Can you hand me the stapler please?" He asks and I grab it and hand it to him.

Out the corner of my eye I spot something out of his window.

I walk up to it and peak through the blinds so I'm not seen.

"You have the most beautiful view." I gush.

He swivels his chair around to face the window.

"The car park?" He questions.

"No dummy, my bike." I say smugly.

"Oh, hmm that's debatable," He says whilst turning back around to face his desk.

"Whats debatable?" I ask.

"Whether your bike is beautiful or not." He simply says.

"Did you just insult Tate?" I ask him.

"Tate?" He asks, looking baffled.

"My bike, Tate?" I reply.

"You named your bike Tate? Why?" He asks.

"After Tate in American Horror Story because he's life?" I say.

"Never watched it," He admits.

"So you don't think my bikes beautiful, and you've never seen American Horror Story? Wow, I'm not sure I can associate with anymore," I joke.

"I'm sure you can, you wouldn't be able to stay away from me," He smirks.

"Mr big egos back," I roll my eyes and he laughs.

"Is that what you call me?" He says, looking amused.

"Only when your head blows up." I smirk.

I close the blind to how it was, then trip over the leg of his desk.

I close my eyes and fall face first onto something comfortable.

I open my eyes to meet another pair of eyes.

"If you wanted to be on top all you had to do was ask." He smirks.

I feel my cheeks heat up yet again and he chuckles.

"You always go red whenever you're with me,"

"It's always your fault," I mumble.

I sit up so I can get off him, but he grabs my legs so I'm straddling him.

I can feel my heart hammer so hard I swear my ribcage is going to shatter.

"I-I said we c-cant," I stammer.

"I know, I know, I just can't help touching you," He sighs.

"Well you're going to have to help it," I sigh before getting off him.

"I'm going to leave before I change my mind," I say and exit his office.