Someone very happy to see them

“I thought I saw you two come down here!” echoed through the alley.

Zach and Heather froze as the knowledge of being caught killed any desire to continue their love-making session. Feelings of dread filled their heads simultaneously as they looked into each other’s each eyes, searching for any idea as to what they should do. Drawing a blank, Heather hid her face in Zack’s shoulder. Slowly, he turned his head to say something, but was silenced by a pair of green eyes staring directly into his. “Vicky?” he said to himself. He went into full-on panic mode as the thought of his now-former crush catching him like this ran through his brain. However, his oncoming panic attack was prevented when his eyes caught a glimpse of their voyeur’s reddish-brown hair. It took a moment for it to fully register exactly who it was that had interrupted them.

“M…Miss Moreau?”

“Hello again, Zachary. Heather, good to see you again, too. I see you two made up your mind about your relationship. You certainly chose an interesting way to let me know!” their teacher laughed, before taking a look down at where the teenaged lovers were joined. “I hope you two have some sort of protection. I’d hate to see the Magnificent Seven gain another member. Not only are you too young for that, it'd be tough for us teachers to come up with a positive name for a group of eight!”

“MISS MOREAU!” Heather said in disbelief.

“Please, we’re in a secluded alleyway and you two are fucking like rabbits. Call me Mary!”

“Um…okay, Mary?! You’re not going to tell our parents are you?” Zack concerned.

“Heavens NO! You two aren’t in trouble at all! At least not in the bad sense. What you are doing is completely natural. And I’m happy that my two most favorite students have each found someone that they feel worthy of sharing themselves with. And I’m really happy that you proved me right: you DO make a great couple!” Mary told the pair.

“Buuu…but if you’re here, where’s Mr. Ward?” Heather asked, still not quite believing the situation she was in.

“Oh, when I saw you heading down the alleyway, I told him I wanted to shop a bit longer, so he dropped me off and went home,” the older woman answered.

“I hope I have a fiancé like that one day!” Heather said, tossing a wink in Zack’s direction, causing him to blush.

“Fian…What? OH MY GOD! Tell me you kids haven’t spent the past two years thinking Big Ol’ Mr. Fuddy Duddy was my fiancé. HAHAHA! THAT’S CLASSIC!” Mary Moreau laughed lovingly at her students expenses.

“You mean you’re not engaged to Mister Ward?” Zack puzzled.

“No, my dear boy. I am not engaged to Mister Ward,” she continued to laugh.

“Then what’s with the diamond ring?” Heather asked.

“This? It was my mother’s. She left it to me in her will,” Mary answered, holding up her left hand to show the still-joined pair. “Lesson One: When I’m at school, I wear it on my right hand. When I’m out in public, I wear it on my left, so that I don’t get hit on as much. Works pretty well, too. I see I managed to confuse two of my best and brightest.”

“But what about Mister Ward? We see you two together a lot, Miss Mor...Mary!” Zack reminded his teacher.

“Jacob? Of course you see us together a lot. He’s my step-brother. You kids seriously thought we were engaged? He’s like twenty years older than me. And he’s a dick, too! Even if he wasn’t my step-brother, I’d like to you to know that I have much better taste in men than that!” Mary laughed.

“Um…okay!” Zack and Heather uttered in unison.

“But enough about me, let’s put the focus back on you two!” the teacher said, softly putting her hands on the backs of her two students.