*Your senior year in highschool*

Yn P. O. V.

One my way to school I ran into my friend Yf. We decided to wear matching clothes. I was kind of feeling down today. A few months ago, at the beginning of the school year, we got a new English teacher. It was Michael Jackson. THE MICHAEL JACKSON!

*9 weeks ago*

The first day of school. I was so excited! Not because I'm a senior, but because I couldn't wait to see Yf. She went on a trip to Japan for the summer. We stayed in touch, but I had to update her on some things that has happened. I saw her in the hallway. I was jumping up and down.

Yf: I missed you so much!

Me: I missed you too.

While we were walking, I heard some girls screaming.

#1: OMG!

#2:I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!

Yf: What are they talking about?

Me: I have no idea.

We both had english first period. I had to be in that class 3 times a day. English, speech, and study hall. This was going to be horrible. The teacher name was Mr.Snot. He was old and mean. I don't think he liked me of Yf. He would call on me on purpose. Mostly when I didn't know the answer. This year will be different, and I guarantee that. When we got there, I was waiting for him to say something, but instead there was a different teacher. I didn't get a really good look at him. I was just trying get my seat in the back. The bell rung and class was about to start. I just wanted 5 more minutes to talk to Yf.

The principal came in, before the new teacher could turn around. He was smiling, but I knew someone was in trouble.I sunk down in my chair. He went to the front of the class.

Principal: Good morning. This is a new year. I'm so proud of all of the seniors. I want to introduce your new teacher.

And that's when he turned around. Michael was wearing a nice suit. He looked at me and chuckled. Yf looked at me and started to laugh.

Me: *whispers* What is so funny?

Yf: The look on your face.

I didn't realized that I was still nervous. I felt embarrassed.

Principal: Mr. Jackson will be teaching this year. I want y'all to be on your best behavior. And Michael, if you need any help getting around, talk to Yn and Yf. Girls raise your hand.

We rose my hand. My heart was pounding. All though I've been here since freshman year, I still can't believe he would call on us. I shook it off. I'm sure he could get his way around.

Mr. Jackson: Hello students. I know this is the first day, but I have to give you a test.

Everyone got mad.

Mr. Jackson: Don't worry. It's just to see how much you know.

He passed out all the papers. He went to the back where me and Yf was at.

Mr. Jackson: So who is Yn?

Me: That's me.

Mr.Jackson: Well It was nice to meet you 2.

Me & Yf: Nice to meet you too.

He looked at me and smiled. He eyes are beautiful. We looked at each other and then he went back to his desk. I took the test. Yf and I got done really early. It was super easy. I went to hand him the test. While I was walking, Chyna tripped me on purpose. I hit the floor really hard. I heard a loud pop. I looked down. Oh no!

Mr. Jackson ran up to me. I tried to hold back the tears. I was holding my knee. I think it went out of place. I was so scared. I heard people trying not to laugh. It's not funny. Yf ran up to me and tried to get me to calm down. Mr. Jackson looked so afraid. He looked up at the Chyna with anger.

Mr. Jackson: Why would you do that?

Chyna: I didn't mean too.

Mr. Jackson: Go to the office..... Now!!

Mr. Jackson looked at me with sympathy in his eye. He tried to look at my knee. I looked up and saw every student hovered around me. Mr. Jackson took my leg gently, to look at it. I winced at his touch. My knee felt horrible. He got up and looked at Yf.

Mr. Jackson: I need to take her to the nurse office.

He helped me get up. he put me on his back.

Mr.Jackson: Yf please watch the class.

Yf: Okay.

He took me to to the nurse office. I was crying. I was embarrassed, in pain and nervous. What if I had to get surgery. He sat me on a chair near the office.

Mr.Jackson: I'm sorry.

Me: It's not your fault.

Out of nowhere, I began to cry really hard. He hugged me really tight.

Mr.Jackson: Hey, Don't cry. You're too beautiful to do that.

He kissed me on my cheeks several times. Then we looked into each other's eyes. I didn't realized that he was rubbing my thigh, until he pulled away. The the nurse came. She was beautiful. She was in her early 60's, but she looked younger.

Nurse:What happened?

Me: I fell.

Mr. Jackson: Someone tripped her.

Nurse: Well we need to get you to the hospital.

We waited for the ambulance to come. Mr.Jackson had to go back to class. I knew he wanted to stay though. The nurse when to go get an ice pack. He hugged me again and whispered in my ear.

Mr.Jackson: I hope you get better baby.

Chills went down my back when he said that. And then he walked away. Lord why does he have to be so fine?

*3 weeks later*

I had my knee surgery 2 weeks ago. I'm still in the hospital recovering. I was laying in bed trying to stay up, until I heard someone knock on the door. '

Me: Who is it?

??: Michael.

Me: Come in.

Mr.Jackson came in my room with flowers, balloons, a card, and a big pink bag. I was so happy. I hadn't seen him since the incident.

Mr.Jackson: Well hello beautiful.

Me: Hi, Mr.Jackson.

Mr.Jackson: Call me Michael.

He gave me the gifts and sat down next to me.

Michael: How are you feeling?

Me: Okay, I guess.

And that how it started. He came by everyday and spent hours talking to me. We began to grow feelings for each other. I began to recover faster than the doctor thought, but physical therapy was horrible. Thank God, Michael came to motivate me. He was so sweet. Things couldn't get better.

*5 weeks later*

I am walking and do so much better. I haven't really talked to Michael in a few weeks. We speak to each other every once in awhile. Lately he has been bothering me. I don't like to be called on in English, and he knew that. I think he does it on purpose. One day I decided to let him know.

We were in the classroom and I was super tired from working all night and this morning. I was trying to keep my eyes.

Michael: Yn, do you know the answer?

I looked at him and he could tell I was tired.

Michael: You need to be paying attention Miss.Yln.

Brianna raised her hand. When she answered his question, he was so happy. I was mad. I just couldn't wait for class was over.

When class ended, he asked me to stay. He must have had something to say. I didn't care. I just wanted to get my point across. All of the students left and the room was silent. He walked over to my desk. I pretend that I didn't see him.

Michael: Why are you tired Yn?

Me: I've been working late nights and in the mornings.

Michael: Why didn't tell me?

Me: Why should it matter.

Michael: Because you haven't been doing good. Your senior year counts.

Me: I understand that. I'm trying my best. You just keep calling me, when I don't know things.

Michael: So do you think I do that on purpose?

Me: Yes.

Michael: I am doing on purpose, but I want you to know that my intentions are good. You are a smart, beautiful girl. I don't think you have confidence in what you do. I'm trying to help me baby.

Me: Really?

Michael: Yes, I want you to know that I love you. I miss what we used to have.

He got closer and he looked in my eyes. Oh, those beautiful eyes.

Me: We can't do this.

Michael: Why not?

Me: Because you're my teacher.

Michael: So where do we go from here?

Me: If something happens, we should wait until I get out of high school.

Michael: So, we are still friends?

Me: Of course.

I thought that he would understand, but he didn't He made things worse.

*present day*

Me and Yf went into class and he smirked at me. Yf knew what was going on because I told her. When class began he would walk over to where I sat and stayed the the whole class period. He did things to get my attention. He would get really close, when I asked a question, He would rub against me when he past by. He would touch my hair and rub my back. He knew that I would be thinking about him. I liked it, but I didn't want him to get caught. So after school I decided to talk to him. I went in his room and shut the door. I think I scared him at first.

Michael: Hey Yn, why are you here?

Me: I wanted to tell you that you have to stop.

He automatically knew what I was talking about.

Michael: You don't like it?

He came super close to me. And it felt like the room was spinning.

Me: You could get in trouble. Why do you do it?

Michael: You don't know why?! Wow!

I could tell he was getting mad.

Me: No, So tell me NOW!

Michael: BECAUSE I NEED YOU!

The room got quiet.

Michael: Do you know what it feels like to want someone, but you can't have them!

Me: Yes, I feel that way towards you.

Michael: Really?

Me: Of course.

Michael: What are we waiting on?

Me: For me to graduate.

Michael: Today was my last day here teaching.

Me: Why?

Michael: Because I'm ready to go back on tour. Before I leave I wanted to know if you wanted to be with me?

Me: I would love to.

Michael: I want you to come on tour with me. It's this summer.

Me: I have to think about it. 

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