There's something about her, something I just can't put my finger on, but it drives me crazy, she drives me crazy. It doesn't matter how long I spend with her, how long I think about her, it never seems to be enough. I will get you out of my system one day Miss Sevenfold.
I pace the front of the classroom, watching Lizzie, watching her every move, she seemed so smug with her answer thinking she had outplayed me, she always seems to underestimate me. I laugh to myself, just wait till she fully understands.
Glancing up at the clock only results in a groan of frustration. I still had 30 minutes till I could get her alone.
I finally walk to my desk, deciding I was making myself look crazy in front of the other students. I couldn’t help it, I use to be able to keep my self-control, to manage to act civilised in front of others, but Lizzie brought out this side of me, the side that kept telling me to walk over to her right now, to take her bottom lip between my teeth and show her just how I could make her feel, how easily I could get a reaction, how easily I could make her beg for more.
My thoughts continue giving me vivid imagery, I'm not sure how much more of this I could take.
"I need help bring textbooks from my office, anyone willing to help" I watch as most hands go up, except for the one I actually wanted. Damn her.
"Miss Sevenfold. Thank you for volunteering" I smugly look at her as she frowns.
"but I didn't volunteer sir" She looks at me, eyes wide.
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