Rumors that “weren’t” true you said, rumors that you found “disgusting” you said, rumors that were “insane” you said, but they were true. Rumors that we’re a secret.

The school speculated that you were dating the teacher Vi, the sigh’s were obvious but yet all you did was deny, deny, and deny.

The cold, harsh, mean teacher was suddenly the sweetest person on earth, to you at least. Curving your grade up one, slipping you candies throughout class, letting you skip classes to “help her with something around the class room” she would say when someone asked.

When you said you and her weren’t dating, people then speculated that you were bribing her with money.

Mid way through class, you go to ask her something.. one of the worst mistakes of your life.

“Babe? Can I go to the restroom?” Silence, you didn’t realize what you said until after, it was already to late.

“It’s not babe.. at least for right now.” She chuckle’s, leaning back in her desk chair. “You can go, just come to my desk when you’re done.” She smirk’s, seeing your cheeks glow bright red and the all the students staring. The rumors were right, their assumptions were right.