Date: Mon, 9 Jun 2003 23:07:13 -0700
From: lela "C" <lp_cx@hotmail.com>
Subject: Highschool times , part 1 of 4, adult youth , lesbian

 Anybody under the age of 18 shouldn't be reading this... it involves f/f
contact...all the events that take place and the characters are not
true...false people okay? That and you know the rest of the legal
crap...also this is copy written by the author...which is me.

High school times
By Pnkrckprincess

Okay...where to begin...well first let me tell you about myself. My name is
Sam. I'm 15 years old. I'm a freshman at my high school, I'm 5'5, short
black hair, tan skin, brown eyes, b cup breasts and I weigh bout 110
lbs. See, I've know that I was bi ever since I was 13 years old. I have
never told anyone and don't plan to for a while.

Ok anyways, there is this teacher at my school, her name is Cindy
Wicfield. She's about 22 or 23 years old. She just got done with college
and this is her first year teaching. She's bout 5'6, shoulder length brown
hair, brown eyes, and she's also tan...maybe she is Spanish.  Besides that,
she is the most wonderful person I've ever met, and lucky me I get to have
her as a teacher in the afternoon. She's my last class, so I have to wait
all day just to see and trust me I'm not patient. So for the first few
weeks of school I never thought of her more than a teacher. But one day it
just hit me, and I realized I had a crush on my teacher.  So of course I
started to act really shy around her and just nervous. I don't know if she
noticed but I had noticed that she started to talk to me more, would stare
at me when ever she would get a chance, and she would also single me out in
class which would piss me off...but secretly I enjoyed it.

I was walking out of the school building headed towards the buses when I
had realize I had forgot my demo cd in her class...oh yea, see I'm a bass
player in a rock band and I had played my band's songs in her class and the
thing was that night I was suppose to let this big record guy listen to
it...kickass I know...Anyways, I was just bout to open the classroom door
when I heard someone crying...I stood there and wondered if I should go in,
but obviously I had to. So I opened the door and tried to act surprised but
I think she noticed. She was sitting at her desk crying her eyes out. She
then tried to act like nothing happened but of course once I asked how she
was she broke into tears again.

 " I had just received a call from my ex-husband and he is trying to take
me son away." She said. " I haven't talked to this man in at least 3 years
and out of nowhere he is trying to take the son who he left, the son who he
gave up, and the son who he said wasn't his."

So then I tried to cheer her up by saying that he wouldn't be able to take
her son. I also told her how smart she was and because of that she would be
able to keep her son. But of course one subject lead to another and the
next thing I know I was telling her how pretty she was and how she deserves
something else.
 " Do you really think that Sam? For someone so shy and quiet to notice
this about me?" she then stared at me as if she was looking for some sort
of truth, but hell I didn't want her to know bout me liking her!

"Of course your pretty...your funny, smart, you're everything a guy would
want! I just cant believe you don't have a boyfriend right now, because
well Cindy your perfect!"

Somehow I said too much...and both of us knew it...