It was the end of the day, and it had been mostly uneventful day of being a substitute teacher at the high school. A few of the girls had flirted with me but nothing serious, but I did appreciate the attention though. My last class was leaving and I had started getting my stuff gathered up to leave when I noticed one of the quieter girls had been sitting in the corner drawing in her note book. “I would love to let you hang out in here but I can’t.” She is a very cute girl, she is about 5’5”, very petite, shoulder length black hair, and she wears glasses, she just nodded, and started putting her stuff up.
I was standing by the door, and right before she walked out she stopped and looked at me, “do you have a minute?” I looked at my watch for a second as this was unusual for students to want to talk to me outside of class, but I went with it. “I have some time. What’s up?” She moved over to one of the desks and sat on the top of it facing me. “I have some bullies that like to get me after school, so I just want to sit in here a few minutes.” I searched her face, and she didn’t seem distressed, just annoyed. “Ok, take all the time you need then.”