Briar's POVWe entered our dorm and almost fell on the floor due to tiredness. Maybe it wasn’t just that, because waking up in Mr. Wilson’s bed wasn’t something I was expecting. Strangely I was so tensed that my mind couldn’t erase the image of me waking up under his bedsheets.I was still sitting on our floor mat when my mind reminded me of my current situation. I wanted to know the answers to all of my questions."What happened? How did we come back? Did I get too drunk? Why were we in Mr. Wilson's room? Did he scold us a lot?" I asked all of it in one breath.Saying I was utterly confused, was just an understatement, I was genuinely petrified. I just rambled all of it without taking a pause for breath, because my mind was driving in many directions and somehow all of them just gave me the end result in the worst scenarios.Charlotte came near me and made me sit on the bed. But I recklessly kept on asking. "What the hell happened please tell me. My head will explode." I said in pani
Gareth's POVIt was Monday, again.I totally understand why children hate going to school, I relate to them. I mean, you literally have to ruin your precious sleep and wake up, leaving a tempting bed. No matter how work efficient I get, I hate my sleep getting disrupted. This habit won’t possibly ever leave.Waking up is truly the worst thing to do every single day. It's not like I'm a sleepy head, but leaving that softness hugging my entire body, makes me want to curse. I wish I was running an evening school. So that I could get up late. If only things worked according to my wishes.Maybe I could have her too. Not even five minutes into the morning and I was already thinking about her. I wouldn’t say I disliked it, but the frustration of never being able to truly have her itches me inside. Maybe if we were born in a different time, maybe if we really were destined to be.Well, I was already in my office and a pile of papers welcomed me. I sighed looking at the files. I really didn't
Gareth's POVI went near them; a group of teenagers. Not just some random teenagers, but a few of my students, a boy I didn’t like and Briar. The atmosphere around them was filled up with so much unawareness, it was pretty understandable they didn't notice me, even when I wasn't very far from them.I stood there, waiting for them to notice me, for another few seconds. Then I finally cleared my throat, announcing my arrival. As they all noticed me, a blink of an eye and they all stood with their heads down and greeted me."Good morning, sir.""Good morning" I said, but my eyes, very involuntarily, were fixed on Briar."Why are you all out? You don't have any classes?" I asked."Sir, it's our P.E. class. The period is about to get over, that's why Mr. Tyler gave us leave, a few minutes before." Gretchen said.I remember this night-out students and can possibly never forget them.I noticed them wearing shorts and T-shirts. I saw how sexy Briar was looking. Those short shorts, showcased h
Gareth's POVIt's been two days to that incident and I still haven't stopped thinking about it. I just can't get over the fact that I was about to kiss her.Literally kiss her. I can't deny that I wasn't in my senses, but blaming myself totally over my unconscious is injustice to myself. But then again, it was an embarrassing thing to admit. Well, I haven't seen Briar after that.I was hoping to meet her more but because of Annual Day she's busy with other teachers and I am too. We're having repeated run throughs and are polishing all the performances, so that they all do the show well. And to my amusement, Briar was also performing.Yes, she was dancing as the lead in maybe one or two dances and I was happy. Perhaps even excited to see her perform. It was as if a new side of her unlocked, and luckily, I will be getting a chance to see it. Of course, I was excited for it.Luckily since morning, I didn't have much work, because most of the files are taken care of by the teachers. All
Briar's POVIt was a big day; I could sense it in the air. Our twenty first Annual day celebration, we had been practicing for a very long time for. I wouldn't have been very excited but that day I was, because I was also performing. Yes, I was dancing in one of the most amazing performances of our entire show.Taken into consideration how I had never really participated in such performance-based acts, I was a nervous mess somehow managing to stay intact. When I told Mrs. Jones that I also wanted to participate in the dance, she agreed and asked our dance trainer to let me in. and because I did practice hard, I was assigned to be one of the main dancers. Yes, practice surely helped and of course I always loved dancing.Another reason why I was very excited is that my parents are also coming to see my performance. I know they love me a lot that's why they took a flight and were attending the occasion, just to see me perform. Because our programme was on a Tuesday, my parents landed in
Briar's POVAs we bowed everyone clapped and cheered for us. I was extremely happy as I did my part perfectly. I went inside the curtains and everyone gave us a thumbs up. I was happy. Felt like an achievement and it certainly was.But now the real challenge was up. I had to change my dress. My friends were waiting for me with the bag. We quickly went to the changing room and I hurriedly took off my dress as I wore the next one, inside a room. But when I was taking off my T-shirt, I felt like someone was staring at me. I turned around and no one was there. It felt weird. You know, when you feel somebody’s eyes on you, your body automatically gives you an indication and you become alert.Same happened with me.My eyes travelled to the window, but nobody was there to be found. I was sceptical also because the room was extremely huge and someone hiding in one of the curtains is something that’s very much possible. But I, quickly, putting that thought away, changed into my dress. And of c
Gareth's POVThe show was a huge success, just like I knew it would be. The students had put up a great show. I was proud for being able to handle it, although most of the work was not done by me, I still was happy. Confetti spread across the entire field, I saw some workers removing easily movable equipment back inside while the main stage and other heavy items were planned to be moved back the next day.I was a little farther away with a teacher checking the item count, when I saw Briar going towards the changing room. I would’ve followed her immediately, but two very important thoughts came in my mind. One, why am I going there? And two, even if I go, what will I do?So, I decided to ignore it for the time being. I shook my head knowing how quickly she filled my brain and how intrigued I was to follow her. She always does that with my head. I don’t even know how long I was staring at her during the performances, as if she was the only one dancing.Her presence like serene moonlight
Gareth's POVI went to the guest quarter, where Briar was. The teachers didn't send her back to her dorm. They said that even her friends can't know, because if they do, a major chance of their parents getting to know about this situation was also possible, which the school authorities, at least, wanted to refrain them from knowing. Though I didn’t like the idea at all, I still had to comprehended, unwillingly.I entered the room and saw Briar laying down on the bed, she didn't notice me coming in. Though I tiptoed to her bed, trying not to disturb her thinking she was sleeping, I accidentally made a little sound and she woke up, clenching to the sheets, which clearly showed how frightened she was. She looked at me but still her pale face didn't change.Witnessing her in a situation like this, I felt horrible and a part of me was heating up in exasperation. Diving in an ocean of pure guilt and grieve, I hated the fact that I couldn’t keep her safe. It made me agitated and I was blamin