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Author’s note: This story is based on the song: Don’t Stand So Close To Me. If you haven’t listened to it, I suggest you listen to it first. It would help with the flow of the story. Thank you.

You’re just an average high school senior. The year has been pretty rough since you had all the pressure of graduation hanging on your shoulders, but there was one class that made the year a bit enjoyable…your 12th grade English class. It wasn’t the subject that you loved…it was the teacher, Arthur Kirkland. You had the biggest crush on him. His accent, his emerald eyes, and his passionate personality made you swoon.

You knew it was wrong to be hot for your teacher, but many of your classmates were the same way when it came to Francis Bonnefoy, the French teacher. You seemed to be the only one who was attracted to the Brit. Everyone else always thought he was a hot-tempered know-it-all, but not you. You liked how passionate he would get over a subject. You were simply head over heels for your teacher.

You were always the first to walk into his classroom because your last class was just down the hall, but you always wanted to be the first in the classroom to impress him. You walked into the class and took your seat in the front. Arthur looked up at you from grading papers. “Ello, ______. First as always.”, he grinned. It made your heart flutter. “Of course, sir. It’s my favorite class of the day and not because it is my last class.”, you giggled softly.

He smiled at the comment. “Well that’s good to hear. Usually students think that English is boring and unnecessary. It’s good to know that there are some students with some common sense.”, he felt flattered. You were clearly his favorite student. You were the teacher’s pet. The fact made you smile, but it also made A students like Michelle jealous. She was your rival in any class. You just wanted to yank her ponytails right out of her head. Anyway, you got out your materials and got ready for class to begin.

Arthur stared at you for a moment. He thought you were simply beautiful. The way your (h/c) hair framed your angelic face and how your (e/c) eyes would shine brightly when you were ready to learn simply took his breath away. He knew he shouldn’t be lusting after a student, but he couldn’t help himself. You were the only student would showed him any respect or admiration.

At that moment, the rest of the class started to pour into the room. He sighed and stood up from his desk. He walked to his podium. “Today we are starting the Victorian Era Unit, so I want you all to open your textbooks to page 350 and start reading the background of this Era and answer the questions at the end.”, he informed the class sternly. The class groaned, but you pulled out your textbook and did exactly what you were instructed to do. Arthur smiled at this.

“If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I will definitely go over the background with you all as a class when everyone finishes the questions.”, he added as he walked over to his desk to finish grading papers. You completed the assignment fairly quickly. You sat there patiently waiting for everyone else to finish. Arthur looked up from his papers to glance at you, but you were staring at him. Your eyes locked with his. Both of you flushed and looked away quickly.

‘Oh my God! He caught me staring at him! I feel like such an idiot!’, you yelled at yourself in your thoughts. Arthur stared at the ungraded paper in front of him. He felt like such a pervert. You caught him staring at you. He mentally kicked himself. He knew better than to stare at one of his students. He thought for sure things were going to be awkward between you both now.

After a while, the rest of the class finished the assignment. Arthur cleared his throat and stood up. “Alright class. I will have to explain the unit to you all tomorrow. The bell is about to ring shortly. So start packing up your things.”, he informed the students. Everyone in class started to chit chat as they hurried to pack their things. You took your time to pack your things and the dismissal bell rang loudly. Everyone piled out the door of the classroom.

“_______! May I talk to you for a moment?”, Arthur asked you as he sat back down at his desk. You turned to look at your teacher. “Yes? What is it, Mr. Kirkland?”, you asked him with a puzzled expression on your face. ‘Oh no! What if he is going to question me about why I was staring at him?!’, you were mentally panicking. “I’m sorry if I was staring at you. I happened to glance up at you when you looked up. Again, I apologize.”, he told you. He was lying, but he didn’t want you to know that.

You blushed. He was staring at you. “I-It’s okay.”, you stuttered quietly. Arthur eyed you. ‘Is she blushing? How adorable…Arthur! Stop thinking that way about your student! How unprofessional!’, he mentally scolded himself. “Well you have a nice day. I’ll see you tomorrow.”, he flashed you a charming smile.

You returned the smile. “Thank you, sir. You too.”, you walked out of the classroom. Arthur sighed. ‘I’m in too deep.’, he thought to himself as he sighed and leaned back into his chair. He shook his head at an attempt to clear his mind and he started back grading his papers.

You sighed as you began to walk home. You hated walking home, but you hadn’t been able to afford a car since you only lived with your brother, (insert brother’s name). To make your luck even worse, it began to rain. You sighed again and continued walking. The rain fell hard. You were clearly going to be soaked by the time you got home.

Arthur had finished grading his tests. He grabbed his jacket and keys. ‘It is raining awfully hard.’, he thought as he quickly ran to his car. He started the car and began to drive home when he caught a glimpse of someone walking in the rain. He drove up closer to the person and his eyes widened. It was you.

He stopped the car immediately and got out of his car with an umbrella. “_______!”, he shouted. You turned around quickly to see who was calling you. To your surprise, it was your English teacher. “Mr. Kirkland? What are you doing?”, you asked him. He walked over to you, putting the umbrella over your head. “Getting you out of this bloody weather!”, he wrapped an arm around you and lead you to his car. He opened the passenger side door for you, like the gentleman he was. “Thank you.”, you said quietly as you got inside the car.

He ran to the driver’s side and opened the door. He threw the umbrella in the backseat and got inside. “Mr. Kirkland…I’m getting your seat wet…”, you uttered. He smiled and pats your back softly. “Don’t worry about it. I rather my seat get wet than have you get sick.”, he informed you.

You blushed faintly. “Thank you so much.”, you smiled at him brightly. “So how far from here do you live?”, he asked you. You were shivering. “J-Just a few more blocks.”, your voice was shaking a bit. He saw this and removed his coat, handing to you. “Here. Wrap up in this.”, he offered it to you. You thanked him and wrapped it around your shivering form.

He looked over at you once more before he started the car and started to drive to your house. You both were unaware that Alfred F. Jones, the history teacher, saw the whole thing. His eyes narrowed as the car drove away. “Teacher and student relationships are strictly against the rules. I’m going to have to confront him about this in the morning.”, he said to himself.

The ride home with Arthur was silent and awkward. You finally saw your house and pointed at it. “There’s my house.”, you broke the silence. He nodded and pulled into your driveway. “Thank you again for the ride home, Mr. Kirkland.”, you took off your teacher’s jacket, handing it back to him. “The pleasure was mine. And you can call me Arthur outside of school, dear.”, he smiled as he took the jacket from your hands.

The pet name made you blush heavily. He noticed how red your face looked. “Are you alright?”, he leaned in and placed a hand on your forehead, which made you turn redder. “Y-Yeah. I’m fine.”, you stuttered out. You both noticed how close you were to each other. Your (e/c) eyes locked with his emerald ones. You both found yourselves leaning in and the distance between you and him was finally closed.

You thought you were dreaming. Your teacher was kissing you and you were kissing him back. Arthur deepened the kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck. The kiss felt so right, so he wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you closer. The kiss grew passionate and fierce. You moaned softly into his mouth. At that moment, reality struck him. He was a teacher and he was kissing his student!

The kiss was quickly broken. “I-I’m sorry, Mr. Kirkland. I-I shouldn’t have done that. F-Forgive me.”, you sputtered out quickly, blushing madly. He didn’t have time to say anything because you had already gotten out of the car and started running to your house. You unlocked the door and ran into the house, slamming the door behind you. Once the door was shut, you leaned against it. Your heart was pounding in your chest.

You knew kissing him like that was a mistake. You slid down the door until you reached the floor. You pulled your knees up to your chest and you started to cry. You had just ruined things between you and your teacher. You buried your face in your knees and continued to sob.

Arthur sat there dumbfounded by what had just happened. He buried his face in his hands. His mind was racing. ‘What if she tells on me? What if I am arrested?’, the questions plagued his mind. He finally composed himself and drove away. The drive home felt like it took hours. He couldn’t believe what he had done.
This was originally going to be a one-shot, but I decided to make it a chapter story. :iconiggybrowsplz:

This is a story about a Teacher/Student relationship between you and England. ;)

Enjoy. :D
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iHaruka Featured By Owner Mar 29, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Love the story X3
Omg that winking arthur icon looooool XD
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Asha-Yagami Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2014  Student General Artist
OMG could send me the link please. I love it so muchexcited Heart free avatar Heart - Free Hop2 Nuu5 
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LawlietLight7 Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
I'm really glad you liked it. :heart:
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Asha-Yagami Featured By Owner Mar 6, 2014  Student General Artist
ur welcome :heart:
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miggytalia Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2014
>.< so good! Innocent but not so innocent.
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LawlietLight7 Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you. :3
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canadatheninja Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
:iconyeashplz: I kissed Mr.Kirkland!!! :iconifaintplz::iconyuicryplz: but it ended so quickly.... :iconbleedrainbowplz: its so FABULOUS :iconfabulousplz: :iconfangirlzplz: :iconfangirlzplz:
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LawlietLight7 Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
I have chapter two up. X'D Nice reactions. :D
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canadatheninja Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I read it its so good!!!! :iconfangirlingplz: Alfie better stay away though. I know im irresistible~ but still XD
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LawlietLight7 Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
We shall see what happens. XD
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