Dear Diary...
I was almost all the way home when I realized that I had forgotten my math book back at the school. I ran back hoping to find the doors still unlocked as the school closes up early on Friday nights.
Luckily I was able to sneak in unnoticed and the place was practically deserted. I hear a couple of voices talking near the front so I ran to the back stairs and up to my math room. I was so nervous because I had never been in the school when it was getting dark or when it was empty. I heard the front door bang shut and breathed a sign of relief, thinking that I had the whole place to myself now.
I could get my book and just leave and nobody would know I had even been here, especially my handsome math teacher, Mr. Sanderson. He always looked at me so funny like, making me feel all hot and quivery. He had a smile and a wink for me every time we talked and I liked him very much. At 18, I had a boyfriend but I would only let him touch me sometimes and I would get that same hot and quivery feeling when he did.
I stopped at the pay phone to call my Mom and tell her that I was spending the night at Cindy's house, and then I called Cindy and told her that I could not come over tonight as I had too much math homework to do. She bitched about it, but I told her not to call me because I was going to be studying and did not want to be disturbed. I giggled when I hung up the phone, thinking that I would have a great adventure staying all night at the school by myself.
Running down the halls and jumping and skipping, just acting like a crazy kid, laughing and singing loudly. I burst into my math class and came to a skidding halt. OMG.... Mr. Sanderson was right there sitting at his desk grading papers. He was looking at me strangely and I stammered something and then turned to run.
He stood up and called out to me to WAIT! I stopped dead in my tracks and slowly turned around, shaking and breathing hard from so much running and being somewhat scared to be alone with him. He came up to me and asked me very softly what I was still doing at school when he knew he was the only one here.
I looked up at him with my big brown eyes swimming in tears and said...."I, I, I um, I forgot my math book." Then like a big baby I started to cry and he gently wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close in for a hug. He smelled so good and felt so big and strong that I let my arms go around his middle and squeezed him back.