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Post by SELENA RAY RIGHT on Sept 8, 2011 21:24:25 GMT -5
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That morning Selena had waken up in the basement by a painful shock on her arm. Opening her eyes she realized her dad was in the basement. Shuttering she tried not to make eye contact. He just sat at the bottom of the stairs, staring at her, his eyes narrowed. Standing up, uncomfortable Selena reached under her bed and grabbed a dark grey tank top-like shirt that was slightly big on her. She had gotten into a habit of changing her bra/panties in the middle of the night. So she can avoid these type of things. Quickly turning around she switched shirts. you're a fat ass She heard a few feet behind her. He was still staring at her. "I know." She said staring at the ground and changing her jeans quick as possible with out making eyecontact with him.
Getting up, Selena grabbed her bookbag and walked to her dad and said "Can I leave?" After her question he side-stepped, after rushing out she went to school and had a pretty normal day. Which was rare for Selena. After the last class of the day, Selena made her way down to the bathroom and looked at her ass in the mirror, completely sure it had gotten bigger. Even though in reality, it was normal. Five foot even, ninety-four pound Selena made her way down to a teacher's classroom.
Standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame she knocke don the open door then walked inside, watching her teacher. The one who she said she was gonna try to sleep with. Sitting on his desk on the edge, She smiled "Hi, Mr.Blackwell.", she said then glancing at the clock.
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Post by JASON BLACKWELL on Sept 10, 2011 18:37:30 GMT -5
 The day had gone fairly normally. Jason had woken up, showered, prepared his coffee, drank it slowly, gotten ready for work, driven to work while trying to convince himself that he wasn't gay as he sit-danced to Britney Spears, taught his English and Creative Writing classes and then stayed behind to do some grading. Nothing out of the ordinary, and yet, he didn't mind it a single bit. For Jason, this was life. The mundane activities that filled his day, and the awkward moments when his co-workers hit on him and silently wished to tell them that he just didn't like girls.
And speaking of females who seemed interested in him, a student of his came to the door. Her name was Selena, she must have been around fifteen and she was dangerously thin, and sort of dark. But she did do well in his class, when she tried. There was no denying that Selena was a smart girl because the work she turned in usually qualified as an a, she simply didn't apply herself enough and that was Jason's main concern. But he had to say, he was surprised to see her.
Even more surprised was the young bachelor when his student perched herself upon his desk. He cleared his throat, placing his grading pen aside and straightening the stack of papers before placing them to the side also.
"Hello, Selena. What can I do for you?" he asked, in his practiced teacher voice.
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Post by SELENA RAY RIGHT on Sept 10, 2011 22:56:17 GMT -5
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Selena was a good writer. End of story. She was okay in science and math but her writing stuck out the most in everything that she did. It had been expected, by other teachers letters, that she could be a writer or a journalist. Selena was a good writer, not that she'd tell anyone else that. It was kind of a teacher-student secret. In the past, teachers have read Selena's things out loud with out putting her name on it.
"Really, nothing. I just came in here so I could avoid leaving." She said which was pretty much honest, she said crossing her legs and removing a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and putting them in her purse. Selena didn't care if she got caught with them. She had been in Juvenal hall (for other things) and she was nervous, but not terribly terrified to go again.
"What are you up to?" She asked, taking off her sweatshirt and set it on her lap and glancing at the papers. Glancing around the classroom she wasn't really nervous. People didn't make her nervous. Mr. Blackwell wasn't really a mean teacher but most guys intimidated her with them being fucking skyscrapers compared to Selena, who had stayed the same height for a while. Selena was quite for a second, unsure what to say. "By the way," She said with a slight smile " Do you practice that voice before you come to school or something?" She said, teasing him.
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Post by JASON BLACKWELL on Sept 12, 2011 18:07:08 GMT -5
Jason had to admit, Selena's words worried him. Why would she want to avoid going home? On a normal basis he would have shrugged it off both physically and mentally because most teenagers liked to avoid home, but he had seen the bruises before. Maybe he wasn't supposed to have seen them, but he had. Selena tended to wear long sleeves most of the time anyhow. But there was also the matter of how incredibly thin she was. Not that she wasn't a beautiful young girl, but she was just so small...
Her size frightened him, made her honestly believe that if someone weren't holding onto her, then the wind would sweep her up and carry her away. But it wasn't his place to pry. Not really. So Jason relaxed a bit, loosening his tie. "Oh, home can't be so bad. What, the parental units cramping your style?" he asked, joking a bit with the addition of a chuckle. "And yeah, I do sort of practice that" he finished, a little quieter. A blush crossed his face as he said so.
Was it that his authoritative facade was being given away? Jason wasn't surprised. He had never been the type who could give orders and enforce rules strictly. He was simply so much more lenient than that. And secretly, he was terrified whenever any students tried to stir trouble, asking him what he would do about it when he asked them to stop. Sure, he should threaten them with detentions and administrative consequences but the truth of that matter was that Jason was a baby, which was why not one student was ever assigned a detention and why Jason received praise for the most well behaved classes.
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Post by SELENA RAY RIGHT on Sept 12, 2011 19:05:20 GMT -5
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The first words that came up in Selena's head was my god! you're a dumbass! watch yourself! you're gonna lose your secret!. Breaking eye contact, Selena looked at the board, then at the teacher and hearing his next response she decided to go with hit. Selena let out a small nervous laugh then got annoyed at herself for letting that out. "Pretty much." She smiled "I'll just go over to Derrek or Ryan's house or something." Derrek was a sophomore or freshman or something, Selena couldn't remember. He was very relaxed and probably didn't give Mr. Blackwell by his name. Ryan was a senior, he was an ass with no censor on his mouth. He was often found doing detailed, amazing drawings during class.
Hearing his next comment, Selena shook her head slightly. "Oh. I see?" She said putting her elbows on her legs and leaning forward slightly in a more comfortable position that showed a bit of cleavage. "Soo."She said, waiting for him to say something.
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Post by JASON BLACKWELL on Sept 12, 2011 20:23:55 GMT -5
Jason noted the hesitation in her voice and the nervous laugh but decided it better to keep to himself than bother her about it. He had heard of both the boys she mentioned and, to be frank, it made him grimace a bit. Sure, he really had no grounds to judge either of them but students weren't the only ones who knew the gossip of the school. Jason had heard things about the boys around the halls. Derrek was the more relaxed one but Ryan was a kid who most teachers had a distaste for. Jason was one of them. He had seen Ryan and the boy was rude and obnoxious with a foul mouth.
Selena seemed to be finding her way into bad company, and Jason pitied her. But it still wasn't his place to say anything... so he sucked it up. "Well I guess have fun then." he said, offering a smile. He had expected her to leave then, but it seemed she had different plans. Slowly she turned herself and leaned forward, exposing her cleavage. Jason became instantly uncomfortable. "Soo." He gulped, looking back to his stack of papers.
"Um, Selena are you having financial situations at home that you might need help with. Your clothes seem to be a bit to big. You're exposing a lot of skin on your chest." he said, trying to be as professional as possible. This was one of the things he hated. He was uncomfortable but she probably thought it was because he was trying not to look down her shirt. In reality, breasts made him feel awkward. He wasn't attracted to them and it was fairly obvious where she wanted this visit to lead. If only he could tell her...or anyone for that matter, that he was not interested in girls.
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Post by SELENA RAY RIGHT on Sept 12, 2011 20:49:34 GMT -5
"I'll try. They're kind of..idiots sometimes but." Selena shrugged. She loved them and had no idea what to do. She hung out with some wrong people and she knew it but she didn't care. Whatever took the pain away, right? Trying not to think of home abuse and looked at Mr.Blackwell who she wasn't sure if he cared or was just pretending to. Hearing his next question, Selena tried not to laugh. She wasn't poor, at all but knew what he was hinting at. "No. Not at all." She began then looked down at her shirt. "I left it at Ryan's house and I've lost a bit of weight since then." She said, trying to hide her smile at the weight loss but it was hard. 'And I was in a rush so I just threw this on." She said. It wasn't a lie. Selena loved losing weight and her dad made her late.
"And will you please cut the teacher act?" She said, glancing at him, trying to get rid of her harsh tone after that she crossed her legs, still showing quite a bit.
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Post by JASON BLACKWELL on Sept 12, 2011 21:24:53 GMT -5
The more she moved, the more nervous Jason became. "I-it's not an act Selena. I a-am your teacher." he stuttered, feeling a blush creep to his face. She was coming on too strong so he quickly got up from his seat and walked to the front of his desk. In that cliche way, he ran his hand through his hair, pacing a bit. "well, would you mind pulling the shirt up a bit, then?"
He stopped pacing long enough to look at the girl on his desk. He had read about things like this, girls trying to get with random men to build their self esteem. He didn't understand, though, why she would need that! She was such a pretty girl and very smart too. She was full of potential and she was throwing it away at parties, with drugs and alcohol and sleeping around. The thoughts ran through Jason's head like a chipmunk song, quickly and nearly unable to be understood. He sighed, looking to the ground. He had seen her smile at the mention of weight loss.
"You don't need to lose any weight you know..." he said trying to calm down. He had nearly given himself a panic attack over something so silly.
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Post by SELENA RAY RIGHT on Sept 13, 2011 18:57:13 GMT -5
Selena smiled slightly and said "Well I know that." She told him. The young eating disordered girl noticed his blush and hid her smile. Watching him get up, She got off his desk and just leaned against it silently. She heard his question but hasn't responded to it at all, crossing her legs at the ankle. "Are you okay?" she asked, biting her lip and looking at the teacher. Everything Selena did looked like she was flirting. Pretty much to everyone, but now that Selena was suppose to be flirting, she was in a daze. At the moment, it still looked like she was on the edge of just doing something really dramatic to sleep with him.
Selena had been doing this since well...forever. It seemed. All the smoking, drugs, everything. It was all a bit much but whatever. Selena was a mixture of anorexic and bulimic. They were both in their fully blown forms. Her dad starved her, and when she was out when she ate she threw up. Why? Because she was told to do so, by that voice in the back of her head. Hissing and calling her names. Hearing his comment she glanced and said "I think so... responding to her not losing weight. lose more lose more.
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Post by JASON BLACKWELL on Sept 14, 2011 17:16:08 GMT -5
As the situation continued to unfold, Jason continued to flush. Now he was beyond uncomfortable and flustered. This girl was ruffling his feathers, metaphorically speaking. She bit her lip as she asked if he was alright and his eyes widened. Was she serious? Was the sweat droplets on his face not a big enough hint, or did he need to full on panic now? Jason was used to having women hit on him but not his students and not this directly.
It shouldn't have been much a surprise when he blurted it out. "Now, Selena. I'm not okay. and whatever you're trying to do isn't working because I'm fucking gay and this is really uncomfortable for me!" he yelled, accidentally letting slip his biggest secret. Like a child, his first instinct was to clamp his hands over his mouth.
Slowly they slipped forward until he was linking his fingers on top of his head, pacing back and forth once again. To Selena, he probably looked like a mad man but to Jason, nothing else was real. He had to have been dreaming or possibly in a nightmare because that would have made more sense. He stopped, abruptly walking quickly to Selena and placing both hands on her bony shoulders. "Please, please I'm begging you. Can you not tell a soul about this?" he begged, his eyes wide with fright. On most occasions, coming out would have been fine but his confession was something he had been holding back all his life.
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Post by SELENA RAY RIGHT on Sept 14, 2011 18:44:29 GMT -5
Selena's head was in a tizzy. She hadn't eaten that day and she didn't feel well. She had stuffed herself so full of water that she felt better though. The black haired girl carried around a water bottle that she filled up nearly fifteen times. It was much easier that way, then to actually eat. Eating is too much. Selena is too much. At least, that's what Selena thought.
Hearing her teachers next comment, she was shocked and went silent for a few seconds. "You're gay?" She said, raising one eyebrow. She was slightly embarresed but obviously not as embarrassed as he was, watching him put his hands over his mouth, Selena bit her lip again. Moments later, the teacher walked over to her and placed both of his hands on her shoulders. Hearing his question, it took Selena a moment to respond. "No one I would tell would care." She said, looking at him. "Mr.Blackwell, relax."
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Post by JASON BLACKWELL on Sept 16, 2011 16:28:27 GMT -5
Selena's word made Jason nervous. No one she would tell? I didn't want her to tell anyone. Slowly, Jason eased himself back from her, resting his rump on a desk. He still was in complete shock that he had told her at all. His student, with whom he had no true personal connections, was the first person to ever hear those words aloud from him.
Jason hung his head for a moment before looking back up to Selena. She had asked him to relax and he was trying, but it was easier said than done. A sigh whispered past his lips. "Selena, I don't think you understand the gravity of this situation..." he paused, rubbing his temples in frustration. "I've just confessed to you something I have been talking myself out of for a long, long time. You're my student! It's not appropriate for me have this type of discussion with you, especially to this degree!" he raised his voice at the end, not in anger towards her but in pure confusion.
What did he do now, what was the next step. If Selena kept her word, there wouldn't have to have be hopefully. He could just calmly go about his days trying to regain the mindset that he wasn't gay, and it was just a phase he was going through. A phase that had lasted ten years...
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Post by SELENA RAY RIGHT on Sept 17, 2011 8:53:56 GMT -5
Selena was quite for a moment, giving him a few moments to calm down. Selena didn't see anything wrong with him being gay. Glancing over at him as he moved away and Selena just stayed frozen in her place. She felt slightly awkward at the time and a bit embarressed at her attempts.
Hearing his sentience about the gravity of the situation, Selena tried not to roll her eyes. "I understand it." She told him, looking dead at him but not making eye contact then moving her eyes way and looked at the board for a second. Selena never made eye contact with someone. She just learned not to. It bugged her dad. "Look, relax...no one's gonna know we talked about this. Okay? Relax. It's fine." She said, telling him, mostly relaxed. 'Why would you talk yourself out of it?" She asked, mostly curious
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Post by JASON BLACKWELL on Sept 19, 2011 16:36:29 GMT -5
Selena's attempts seemed to be working a bit of magic. Jason was calming down, though not enough to satisfy him. He just hoped for his own sanity that he really could trust this girl. she seemed sincere, claiming that she understood his situation. Well, he highly doubted that she fully understood the situation. Not unless she was an in-the-closet-lesbian. Either way, he at least owed her something for putting up with his spasms. More than likely catching her off guard, Jason walked towards her and embraced her in a side hug.
"Whether you know it or not, it helped a lot just telling someone. Thanks." he started, still not wanting to answer her question about why he had been trying to deny it. It wasn't something easy for him to talk about, his childhood. Jason let her go and walked back over to his desk, pushing himself up so that he could sit on it. "Growing up in a house like mine meant that you were a man. A big, football playing, meat eating man." he forced a small laugh, thinking about how silly it seemed. "There wasn't any other choice. And I don't eat meat and I like men. I'm basically a failure to my household." he explained, attempting to keep calm.
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Post by SELENA RAY RIGHT on Sept 19, 2011 19:26:11 GMT -5
"I'm...I'm sorry for all of this." Selena said, smiling slightly trying to lighten the mood. Hugs wasn't something that Selena was use to. Selena was use to kissing and sex. Hugs felt personal. Tensing up as she felt his hug, Selena hugged him back; one arm hugging him and one arm rested in her lap. She looked at her hand. It was thin, they bruised easily and had a scar on one of her knuckles from sticking them down her throat. They were bird like, in a way, numb. Looked very breakable. Selena wondered how she didn't break it hitting Mia. That girl was steel.
"Your house was basically a guys house?" Selena asked, just to assure. "I'm sorry." Selena said after he was done talking. "You're not a failure. You're a really good teacher." She told him, unsure what to say, her mind in a haze. "If it helps, I'm not really up to my parents either." Selena wasn't sure how it would help but it may be nice for him to know that he wasn't alone. Selena looked at him, knowing he was nervous. "you don't eat meat?" she asked then replying "Neither do I, well rarely. I freak out everytime I do. Derrek still makes me sometimes." She said.
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