Okay so this is just a random teacher/student story that I'm working on. It's probably not going to be very good but, hey, I'll give it a shot.


Also, it's a male student liking a male teacher. So, consider yourself warned.

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He couldn't help but bite his lip as he walked into the classroom. He knew that it was wrong to feel this way about someone that was more than five years older than him, but he couldn't help it. Skylar gulped as he sat in his seat, which happened to be right there, in front of "his" desk. This only made it worse, and Skylar had begged for a seat change, but it wasn't given to him, ever.


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Skylar looked up to see the object of his desire and the root of all his torment and pain. "Good morning Mr. Walker." He muttered out lightly for the sake of being polite. The older man smiled at the boy, his teeth shiny and it just seemed to light up his face, making SKylar whimper lightly. "Good morning to you as well Mr. Garret."

That always seemed to annoy Skylar to no end, being referred to by his last name, but for some reason, when Mr. Walker said it; Skylar couldn't help but smile. His eyes darted up and down the older man. He couldn't have been more than twenty-two with soft and shiny blonde hair and bright emerald green eyes.

Skylar own light blue eyes failed in comparason
to Mr. Walker's orbs that looked around with. It was also Mr. Walker's flawless beautiful blonde hair that made his own black hair look duller than a rock. His mind was somewhere else until Mr. Walker tapped on the boy's desk. "Skylar, would you mind joining us on planet Earth?" Skylar sat up quickly then sighed.

A thought crossed his mind that sent
his cheeks into a fury of red embarrassment. I'd join you anywhere Mr. Walker. He shook away the thought then nodded to his teacher. "Y-yes sir. I'm sorry"


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The man looked closely at Skylar then sighed. "Skylar, you've seemed distracted lately and it shows in your grades and participation in the class. What's happening? I mean, you were such an amazing student, not that you aren't now it's just...."

Skylar nodded. "I understand sir. And...I'm not sure. I guess I'm just not getting enough sleep nowdays. Yeah, that's it. Lack of sleep." The older man smiled and ruffled Skylar's hair a bit, making him blush.

"Well you go ahead and get some good
sleep tonight so that I can have my favorite student back tomorrow in class." The black haired student nodded then sighed as he wondered how he was going to get some sleep tonight.

Lately, all his nights had been filled with dreams of his handsome, young teacher and it wasn't so easy getting into a deep sleep with dreams like that. "What have I gotten myself into this time..." Skylar muttered to himself as he sighed and pulled his ALgebra textbook out as was instructed on the front board of the classroom.

As much as he hated to admit it, Skylar was losing it. He was losing sleep, he was losing his perfect grades, and he was losing his sanity every minute more that he thought of even trying to be with the man that now stood behind a large teacher's desk.

It killed Skylar how he couldn't help but notice the man's defined chest under his shirt, or his toned legs under the not so loose pants that hugged Mr. Walker's legs to nicely.

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"Skylar, would you mind staying after class, you and I need to talk about some things." This voice made Skylar's head shoot up and a gasp escape him as snickers were heard around the classroom. "S-sure Mr. Walker." He was finally able to mutter out.

The teacher nodded and it wasn't long before the bell rang. All the other students left the classroom while Skylar stayed in his seat, unmoving, almost like a statue. His throat was dry and he wanted to just run out of the classroom, but he knew good and well that he couldn't do that.

Mr. Walker walked towards the boy and stopped in front of Skylar's desk. "Skylar, it seems to me that something's been on your mind lately. Would you mind telling me what it is, then maybe we can get it worked out together. Then you can get back to the achievments you used to make."

Skylar shook his head shyly. "It's nothing Mr. Walker....really. I've just...not been trying hard as I used to I guess." Though the older man knew something was wrong, he let it go. "Hey Skylar, do you snowboard?"

Not exactly knowing why this question was popping up, Skylar just nodded. "Y-yeah, a bit. Why?" A smile came to Mr. Walker's face. "Well me and a few friends are going snowboarding this weekend and I think you should join us. I believe it'll take your mind off of what's been bugging you."

Skylar gulped. Or make it worse..He shook the thought out of his head and nodded. "S-sure..I'll ask my mother." Mr. Walker nodded. "Wonderful. I'll see you tomorrow Skylar."

"Okay, goodbye Mr. Walker."

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Skylar ran home as fast as he could, not stopping until he hit the door of his home. He shook his head a bit then opened the door. No one was home yet, good. That meant he still had some time left before he had to ask him mother about the trip.

This gave him more time to think if he even wanted to go on the trip with Mr. Walker and his friends. Then Skylar began questioning why Mr. Walker had asked him in the first place.

He was puzzled on this question when suddenly the door opened and his mother walked in with a few bags of groceries. "Oh Skylar, you're home. Good. Why don't you help mommy with the bags out in the car?" Skylar didn't say a word, just began walking outside to the small white car that his mother always drove.

Two by two, he brought the brown paper bags filled with items inside to the kitchen table until the car was empty. Then he looked up at his mother. "Mom, ya know...Mr. Walker invited me on a snowboarding trip with his friends this weekend..."

The woman looked at him then shrugged. "Well I don't see why not. Sure, I guess you can go." Half of Skylar was pleased, the other half terrified. Part of him had been counting on his mother saying no. That way, he couldn't really be blamed for not going, his mother would.

But either way, he only nodded, whispered a thank you, then disappeared into his bedroom to pack for the trip that it seemed there was no getting out of. He threw in anything that he could really think of into his suitcase. Even though it would only be a weekend, he still figured there were some things he would desperatly need.

Like his game console. If Mr. Walker and his friends wanted to do some grown-up stuff, Skylar would need something to keep him busy. Not that he didn't find himself to be a grown-up, he did, it was just maybe he wouldn't want to join them.

He continued packing until his mother called him down to dinner, which was slightly a relief to take his mind off of the trip.

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Skylar sat down at the table, slightly annoyed that his mother still hadn't objected to the trip when he counted on her too. Then again, it wasn't like she knew exactly why he couldn't go. She didn't know that her only son and the heir of the family name was gay and sure wouldn't be passing that family name down to any girl in a marrage.

As a plate was set in front of him, Skylar sighed. "Thank you" He muttered out lighly before picking up a fork and picking at the food. His mother looked up at him, a bit worried by his actions. "Sky dear, is something wrong?"

Skylar nodded and got up. "Yeah, I'm fine, I'm just not hungry." His mother nodded. "Alright sweety." With a small nod, Skylar left the kitchen and ran back up to his bedroom, not really wanting to see anyone right then.

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It's quite small, hard to judge only a few sentences but I like it I guess. When you've posted more I'll be sure to read it. :)

Thank you very much for reading and posting your comment on it. I posted more and I would have written more yesterday, but I had to get offline really quick ^^;;

You Said:Okay so this is just a random teacher/student story that I'm working on. It's probably not going to be very good but, hey, I'll give it a shot.


Also, it's a male student liking a male teacher. So, consider yourself warned.

♥


He couldn't help but bite his lip as he walked into the classroom. He knew that it was wrong to feel this way about someone that was more than five years older than him, but he couldn't help it. Skylar gulped as he sat in his seat, which happened to be right there, in front of "his" desk. This only made it worse, and Skylar had begged for a seat change, but it wasn't given to him, ever.


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♥

Skylar looked up to see the object of his desire and the root of all his torment and pain. "Good morning Mr. Walker." He muttered out lightly for the sake of being polite. The older man smiled at the boy, his teeth shiny and it just seemed to light up his face, making SKylar whimper lightly. "Good morning to you as well Mr. Garret."

That always seemed to annoy Skylar to no end, being referred to by his last name, but for some reason, when Mr. Walker said it; Skylar couldn't help but smile. His eyes darted up and down the older man. He couldn't have been more than twenty-two with soft and shiny blonde hair and bright emerald green eyes.

Skylar own light blue eyes failed in comparason
to Mr. Walker's orbs that looked around with. It was also Mr. Walker's flawless beautiful blonde hair that made his own black hair look duller than a rock. His mind was somewhere else until Mr. Walker tapped on the boy's desk. "Skylar, would you mind joining us on planet Earth?" Skylar sat up quickly then sighed.

A thought crossed his mind that sent
his cheeks into a fury of red embarrassment. I'd join you anywhere Mr. Walker. He shook away the thought then nodded to his teacher. "Y-yes sir. I'm sorry"


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♥

The man looked closely at Skylar then sighed. "Skylar, you've seemed distracted lately and it shows in your grades and participation in the class. What's happening? I mean, you were such an amazing student, not that you aren't now it's just...."

Skylar nodded. "I understand sir. And...I'm not sure. I guess I'm just not getting enough sleep nowdays. Yeah, that's it. Lack of sleep." The older man smiled and ruffled Skylar's hair a bit, making him blush.

"Well you go ahead and get some good
sleep tonight so that I can have my favorite student back tomorrow in class." The black haired student nodded then sighed as he wondered how he was going to get some sleep tonight.

Lately, all his nights had been filled with dreams of his handsome, young teacher and it wasn't so easy getting into a deep sleep with dreams like that. "What have I gotten myself into this time..." Skylar muttered to himself as he sighed and pulled his ALgebra textbook out as was instructed on the front board of the classroom.

As much as he hated to admit it, Skylar was losing it. He was losing sleep, he was losing his perfect grades, and he was losing his sanity every minute more that he thought of even trying to be with the man that now stood behind a large teacher's desk.

It killed Skylar how he couldn't help but notice the man's defined chest under his shirt, or his toned legs under the not so loose pants that hugged Mr. Walker's legs to nicely.

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♥


"Skylar, would you mind staying after class, you and I need to talk about some things." This voice made Skylar's head shoot up and a gasp escape him as snickers were heard around the classroom. "S-sure Mr. Walker." He was finally able to mutter out.

The teacher nodded and it wasn't long before the bell rang. All the other students left the classroom while Skylar stayed in his seat, unmoving, almost like a statue. His throat was dry and he wanted to just run out of the classroom, but he knew good and well that he couldn't do that.

Mr. Walker walked towards the boy and stopped in front of Skylar's desk. "Skylar, it seems to me that something's been on your mind lately. Would you mind telling me what it is, then maybe we can get it worked out together. Then you can get back to the achievments you used to make."

Skylar shook his head shyly. "It's nothing Mr. Walker....really. I've just...not been trying hard as I used to I guess." Though the older man knew something was wrong, he let it go. "Hey Skylar, do you snowboard?"

Not exactly knowing why this question was popping up, Skylar just nodded. "Y-yeah, a bit. Why?" A smile came to Mr. Walker's face. "Well me and a few friends are going snowboarding this weekend and I think you should join us. I believe it'll take your mind off of what's been bugging you."

Skylar gulped. Or make it worse..He shook the thought out of his head and nodded. "S-sure..I'll ask my mother." Mr. Walker nodded. "Wonderful. I'll see you tomorrow Skylar."

"Okay, goodbye Mr. Walker."

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Skylar ran home as fast as he could, not stopping until he hit the door of his home. He shook his head a bit then opened the door. No one was home yet, good. That meant he still had some time left before he had to ask him mother about the trip.

This gave him more time to think if he even wanted to go on the trip with Mr. Walker and his friends. Then Skylar began questioning why Mr. Walker had asked him in the first place.

He was puzzled on this question when suddenly the door opened and his mother walked in with a few bags of groceries. "Oh Skylar, you're home. Good. Why don't you help mommy with the bags out in the car?" Skylar didn't say a word, just began walking outside to the small white car that his mother always drove.

Two by two, he brought the brown paper bags filled with items inside to the kitchen table until the car was empty. Then he looked up at his mother. "Mom, ya know...Mr. Walker invited me on a snowboarding trip with his friends this weekend..."

The woman looked at him then shrugged. "Well I don't see why not. Sure, I guess you can go." Half of Skylar was pleased, the other half terrified. Part of him had been counting on his mother saying no. That way, he couldn't really be blamed for not going, his mother would.

But either way, he only nodded, whispered a thank you, then disappeared into his bedroom to pack for the trip that it seemed there was no getting out of. He threw in anything that he could really think of into his suitcase. Even though it would only be a weekend, he still figured there were some things he would desperatly need.

Like his game console. If Mr. Walker and his friends wanted to do some grown-up stuff, Skylar would need something to keep him busy. Not that he didn't find himself to be a grown-up, he did, it was just maybe he wouldn't want to join them.

He continued packing until his mother called him down to dinner, which was slightly a relief to take his mind off of the trip.

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I said: That's a really good story! I really like the story! Continue the good work!~ XD

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Thanks for saying you like my story