and Anechka is not in the hall, so we called her amongst ourselves. I went out onto the common corridor and met a fizruk, shook hands. He can tell me a friend. In the school you are on, outside the school on you. He asked if he hadn't seen our class. He answered, like in our class went. I went to the door, closed. I look through the keyhole and see her with a cigarette and in tears near the window. I take out my key from the class, but I like her deputy. and enter ...

SHE IS

From surprise, I started and almost fell out the window. Quickly she threw a cigarette, jumped off the window and turned her back to him so that he did not see the face. “What did you want?” The voice sounded subtle and childishly offended. You have to pull yourself together ... sort of like an educator. A fresh breeze blew over my face and I gradually calmed down. Two months. only two months ...

HE

“Actually I wanted to offer my apologies,” answered I., approached her very closely. The wind from the open window blew it from all sides, and conveyed to me the scent of her perfume. I looked at her from the back and wanted to hug, but who I am is her student and the main naughty at school. “It’s enough to sulk and it’s not so long to get sick so much” - I said and bypassing it I began to close the window ...

SHE IS

"Oh my God! what a care! Why would such a concern? ”I asked sarcastically. And then I saw how good he is. Broad shoulders, almost male hands. He was very keen on this haircut ... he became ... some kind of ... brutal or something ... I ran my hand over his back and in a slight panic pulled my hand away.

HE

“Yes, it was inconvenient. All remade and did not say. All my fault, I persuaded the guys. Again, I did not think that there would be such a reaction. “And in general, they do not smoke in school, especially in the classroom. And I heard once that nicotine spoils the skin especially female. You have a girl like us and you need to notice very beautiful. Do not need to smoke, and dance with such a figure. And what a fashion to open the window in the fall? Who will be my leader if my beloved teacher gets sick? Again, a beard with a mustache will begin to grow at a good for nothing student. He only listens to Ivanovna, ”I said, closed the window and turned to face her. He looked at her with a guilty look and smiled and looked away ...

SHE IS

We stand like two fools ... I grinned and looked intently at him. “Let's go to the gym !, I resolutely took his arm and led him out of the classroom, - As for the smoke, it is only on nervous grounds, I promise that I will quit! Sash, and you know, all my life I dreamed of riding a motorcycle. Hire me? ”

HE

“Sure, after the evening is over. “- I replied and we went to the hall where the music was already coming from. Announced a disco. “Let's dance?” And without waiting for an answer, I take my hand and pull it with me. Here it is in my hands and I do not care who and what he thinks. I embrace my waist, her hand is in my hand, and only the sounds of a melody drown out the sound of my heart's excitement. She seems to float in my arms like something weightless. So cute and fragile. the scent of her perfume and body is crazy. I want to run out of the hall from the gazes in our direction, but the dance is not over and they will not understand me. And worst of all, if you do not understand this sweet creature. It seems that now the earth will leave from under the feet, and only the mind returns to reality. I want to kiss, but not. I want to press closer to myself, others will see. A volcano of thoughts and a storm of emotions. The mind says it is impossible, but the heart is screaming like a child waking up from a nightmare ...

SHE IS

There was no trace of tears. I did not have time to figure out how his hand grabbed the waist and carried in the dance. Conflicting feelings swept over me! He is a student, and I now perceived him as a man. His hands excited me, the music fascinated, and he led so confidently and beautifully that his head was spinning with pleasure. Colleagues looked cautiously and disapprovingly, and only the athlete winked at me, cheering. If it were not for our position as a student and teacher, I probably would just run away with him now somewhere.I liked Sasha madly, in his new guise he conquered my heart, which was now tearing apart by a hurricane of passion. But everything comes to an end, the music stopped and I smiled, slipped out of his hands, glad that he did not notice my trembling.

The disco continued, I sat down with my colleagues. The head teacher hooked up with me and thanked for the excellent presentation, then she talked a lot about the lessons, about the technique. I listened half-heartedly, watching Sasha ... he went out, came in again, invited someone to dance, went out again, told the boys something funny, which made them laugh all over the hall. - and then you will cry! "" In what sense? "- I looked up at her in surprise." Just do not forget the difference in the situation and the fact that gossip flies away instantly. This is just good advice, "the head teacher rose and went the other end of the hall where there was a fight between the boys. I decided that I would no longer have Akiho cases except school with Kuzmin. Disco will soon be over, I shoved all home and zasobiralas itself. Fortunately, the school I live nearby.

HE

Dancing ended, the people sold. I sit on a motorcycle and wait for Anya to come out, promised to give a ride. And I just wanted to look once more into the lakes of her eyes. So she went out and closed the school. Passes by, as if on my invisible cap. Throw a motorcycle and catch up on foot. “Anna Ivanovna, wait!” - I say after her. She pretends not to hear me and goes without losing a step. "Anya, wait!" - the reaction is the same. "What else did I do wrong? How can you not understand, I like you very much" she stopped. He came up and took her hand. "If you do not want to say, it's up to you, let me go home I'll bring a ride. It's too late for one to hang out. “I lead the motorcycle to hand her a helmet, and she reluctantly sits down behind me ...

SHE IS

He was at the exit from school. With shaking hands, she closed the door, walked past on bending legs, pretending not to see him. In the back, “Anna Ivanovna” ... keep quiet ... "Anya" struck the ears, the main thing was to leave. His confession knocked me down. My heart was already pounding like an abnormal one, but now she dabbed her cheeks with a hot wave, something sweetly acted inside. What is it? After all, I had men and listened to confessions more than once, but this was how it touched none. A hot hand touched mine, depriving me of my mind and ability to object. I sat back from the back ... hesitated for a while, feeling how tense under the shirt there are dices of muscles. And ... burn it all with a blue flame !!! She pressed her cheek to her back and felt what hot she was, she rubbed a little, wanting to feel the hardness and density. Her chest tightened under his blouse, resting on his back. And he picked up speed ... My head swam ... speed always excites me! On every mound, with every push, I I knocked lightly, rubbed at his body and my heart sank sweetly, as if falling from a great height, was breathtaking. I wanted this to go on forever.

HE

In three minutes we reached her house. He stopped for a second and sharply pulled the throttle on himself. She said something, but the sound of the engine made it impossible to understand what. We raced through the city at night, and it seemed that there was no better moment in life. The wind in the face, the roar of the engine and the hands of the girls hug you, and you feel her trembling with delight. I stopped at a local restaurant, turned off the engine, and took her hand in the direction of the entrance. The road was blocked by a guard. “Max, what are you doing? Didn’t you know? ”I asked him.“ He began to laugh and slammed me on the shoulder in a friendly way. This was my place of work. Here on weekends I played guitar. I went into the hall, sat the girl at the table, made an order and asked not to leave the restaurant until I left for a while. She looked at me like something else and only the blush on her cheeks betrayed some embarrassment. I ran to my workplace. Since childhood, my father wanted to force me to follow in his footsteps - to become a military man. And I loved music and even finished muses. school class guitar in spite of frequent moves ...So I go out onto the stage, in the hands of the guitar, sit on a high chair with something similar to those that stand ... Read more →