On second thought…

You look over the class one more time and notice the discomfort on Carter’s face. This isn’t right. You were just about to fuck your teacher right in front of your best friend and crush. With that perspective you can’t help but feel a little uneasy, so you begin to re-buckle your pants.

“Aren’t you going to fuck me Michael?” Ms Thalmer asks.

You shake your head. “N-no. I don’t think I will.” You say as you head back to your seat. The rest of the class - especially the males - look at you in shock and confusion. You just had an opportunity to fuck the hottest teacher in the school and said no? Who does that?

Carter looks at you, just as confused as the rest of the class, but with a hint of something else. Perhaps relief? “Why didn’t you do it?” She asks.

You shrug. “Didn’t feel right,” you answer. “I mean I can’t deny that she’s hot but I want my first to actually mean something, you know?”

She snickers. “Heh. That was corny as fuck,” she says, smiling at you genuinely.

“Oh, shut up,” you laugh before trying to focus back on Ms. Thalmer who has continued teaching class.

The rest of the school day goes on without too much trouble until lunch comes around. It was pizza day, which might not sound too bad since the pizza was one of the better lunches from the cafeteria, but it was still greasy as hell and the crust had the texture of cardboard. You easily fixed this though by wishing the cafeteria food was better. You took a bite of the pizza and it honestly tasted like it was straight from Domino’s.

You look over at Carter who’s sitting next to you and not eating. Something seems to be bothering her. “Hey, what’s up? Why aren’t you eating?”

She snaps out of her daze and smiles at you. “Oh it’s nothing. I’m just not that hungry right now.” She answers, masking her troubles pretty well. But you’ve known her a long time and you can tell when something is bothering her, and something is definitely bothering her. You wish she would just be honest with you right now.

Carter sighs. “No. You’re right, there is something…” she says. “It’s just-… I mean in English class you were about to fuck Ms. Thalmer, and I mean, you had the right to, but I kinda got upset. And I know I shouldn’t have. It’s not like we’re a thing or anything. I don’t even know why I felt the way that I felt. I don’t even like- I mean I’ve never- I guess I just didn’t even realize that I had these feelings. I mean I’ve just been thinking a lot since then and I think I might like you…”

Your eyes grow wide. Carter likes you? You didn’t even wish for this, so it had to mean it was real. She had these feelings without any interference from your wishes. “Wait, really?” You ask, almost not believing it even though you had wished for honesty. Carter nods shyly. “Holy shit,” you breathe. “Carter, I haven’t stopped liking you since freshman year.”

“Wait, really?” She asks.

“Why do you think I haven’t had a girlfriend this whole time?” You ask rhetorically.

“Then what’s this make us?” She asks with hopeful eyes.

“A couple I guess?” You say as a question more than an answer. “I don’t know how this goes, I‘ve never actually dated anyone.”

“Wait, seriously?” She asks, a surprised chuckle escaping her lips.

“Ok, yeah, but you don’t have to laugh at me,” you joke, feigning insecurity.

“Haha, fuckin’ virgin,” she quips back pointing a finger at you as she “laughs”.

You laugh together, both glad you’re still able to joke like this even after the rather tense conversation you just had.

“Speaking of which,” Carter starts. “You are a virgin, aren’t you?” You open your mouth to answer before she interrupts and answers herself, “Oh wait, duh. Just remembered what you said in first period. Never mind.”

“What?” You ask.

“Never mind,” she answers, giving you a look that makes it clear she’s not planning to elaborate.