Briar's POVIt's been a few days to that incident. I haven't really met him since then. Yes, I had to go to his office for some work, every now and then, but I didn't make eye contact with him. And very expectedly he did the same. Maybe I was more conscious of my surroundings and every inch he moves, was becoming a part of my picture frame, but I somewhat did get the idea.I still can't believe I did that and was actually imagining something that is not just impossible but also extremely wrong. Starting to develop feelings for a man that is not my age, sounds rather like a scandalous deal; something simply I couldn’t afford to do. But what if…Nah!The entire day went wasn’t as eventful, it was rather quiet. Preparations for the Annual Day were going on and my schedule was very uneven. I wasn't really able to attend any class properly, but it wasn’t too bad either. Who wouldn’t like the idea of missing classes without getting scolded. But it was hectic at dorm, since I had to study th
Briar's POVBirthday was always a special occasion. Many people say the attention they might get on their birthday is something they always want to deviate by any means, but being honest, I loved my birthday. It was a unique day, obviously the attention was almost overwhelming at times, with me being left in awkward greeting conversations, I still enjoyed the feel of being shown love by people; even if it was fake or the person was least interested.Some people conclude, how every birthday, you move closer to your death, but I always thought my day to be like a calendar marker for another year’s experience and moments added to my life. It’s almost fascinating to see how time keeps ticking, stealing away our youth, but a part of you always remains young, which holds all the sweet memories like a bucket which never let go of the feeling of excitement. That’s the thing about time, you can never press rewind, with our brain being our only guide to our happy memory land.The next day, as e
Gareth's POVLooking outside my window finding and finding it dark made me happy because I was horribly tired. Finally knowing I’ll be able to rest longer, because it’s the weekend, send trails of relaxation all over my body. The day was a long one with no descending in my work, even a bit. I still had a few things left, but I decided to do them the following day; I was way too sleepy.Quickly changing into my comfortable pyjamas and t-shirt after taking shower, I was all ready for sleep. I looked at the clock for one last time and it was almost one in the morning. As I snuggled into my cosy bedsheets, it was warm and it felt good to relax my body after the tiring day. I stretched my body releasing the pain, blessing myself with a good sleep, as I closed my eyes.My eyes burnt when I closed them, I did like how cool it felt, but my relaxation came on a dramatic halt when I heard the noise of a glass shattering. The environment was calm, so hearing the breaking of it was very obvious.
Gareth's POVI was looking at the girls angrily, because even if I had already saved them all, they still need to understand and realise their mistake and moreover, I was curious about Briar’s state. I wanted to know how did she get so drunk. They were also scared, standing with their heads down. I sighed and seeing them like that, I got more upset than angry."Why did you all sneak out?" I said, in a low, upset voice. "You know, it's not safe outside, right?""You'll have your whole life for doing things like these. These restrictions are only imposed on you, till you're in school. Once you move out, you'll be free. No one will stop you." I said with a sad voice and they all looked guilty as well."Sit down." I said, when I saw them wearing heels and they all sat down on the sofa.I then, dragging a chair, sat down right in front of them crossing my arms. I looked at them with my head slightly tilted, as I wanted to know how and when did they sneak out."Tell me your names.""I'm, Bi
Briar's POVWe entered our dorm and almost fell on the floor due to tiredness. Maybe it wasn’t just that, because waking up in Mr. Wilson’s bed wasn’t something I was expecting. Strangely I was so tensed that my mind couldn’t erase the image of me waking up under his bedsheets.I was still sitting on our floor mat when my mind reminded me of my current situation. I wanted to know the answers to all of my questions."What happened? How did we come back? Did I get too drunk? Why were we in Mr. Wilson's room? Did he scold us a lot?" I asked all of it in one breath.Saying I was utterly confused, was just an understatement, I was genuinely petrified. I just rambled all of it without taking a pause for breath, because my mind was driving in many directions and somehow all of them just gave me the end result in the worst scenarios.Charlotte came near me and made me sit on the bed. But I recklessly kept on asking. "What the hell happened please tell me. My head will explode." I said in pani
Gareth's POVIt was Monday, again.I totally understand why children hate going to school, I relate to them. I mean, you literally have to ruin your precious sleep and wake up, leaving a tempting bed. No matter how work efficient I get, I hate my sleep getting disrupted. This habit won’t possibly ever leave.Waking up is truly the worst thing to do every single day. It's not like I'm a sleepy head, but leaving that softness hugging my entire body, makes me want to curse. I wish I was running an evening school. So that I could get up late. If only things worked according to my wishes.Maybe I could have her too. Not even five minutes into the morning and I was already thinking about her. I wouldn’t say I disliked it, but the frustration of never being able to truly have her itches me inside. Maybe if we were born in a different time, maybe if we really were destined to be.Well, I was already in my office and a pile of papers welcomed me. I sighed looking at the files. I really didn't
Gareth's POVI went near them; a group of teenagers. Not just some random teenagers, but a few of my students, a boy I didn’t like and Briar. The atmosphere around them was filled up with so much unawareness, it was pretty understandable they didn't notice me, even when I wasn't very far from them.I stood there, waiting for them to notice me, for another few seconds. Then I finally cleared my throat, announcing my arrival. As they all noticed me, a blink of an eye and they all stood with their heads down and greeted me."Good morning, sir.""Good morning" I said, but my eyes, very involuntarily, were fixed on Briar."Why are you all out? You don't have any classes?" I asked."Sir, it's our P.E. class. The period is about to get over, that's why Mr. Tyler gave us leave, a few minutes before." Gretchen said.I remember this night-out students and can possibly never forget them.I noticed them wearing shorts and T-shirts. I saw how sexy Briar was looking. Those short shorts, showcased h
Gareth's POVIt's been two days to that incident and I still haven't stopped thinking about it. I just can't get over the fact that I was about to kiss her.Literally kiss her. I can't deny that I wasn't in my senses, but blaming myself totally over my unconscious is injustice to myself. But then again, it was an embarrassing thing to admit. Well, I haven't seen Briar after that.I was hoping to meet her more but because of Annual Day she's busy with other teachers and I am too. We're having repeated run throughs and are polishing all the performances, so that they all do the show well. And to my amusement, Briar was also performing.Yes, she was dancing as the lead in maybe one or two dances and I was happy. Perhaps even excited to see her perform. It was as if a new side of her unlocked, and luckily, I will be getting a chance to see it. Of course, I was excited for it.Luckily since morning, I didn't have much work, because most of the files are taken care of by the teachers. All
Briar's POVI looked up at the sky thinking to myself, how I would miss this soft fragrance of the freshness of this place. Sounds cliché as it is, but I can't possibly forget the memories of this neighbourhood. But the daylight was slowly dominating the ambience all across darkness I encountered.It's interesting to feel a strange harmony with this environment as if I'm deeply connected to it. I felt a huge load on my shoulders but at the same time I was relieved. My head was almost digging in the hand rest of the couch in the front yard, near our fireplace. The pain on the temple of my head felt nice as I waited for mom. Aurora invited my entire existence to start something new it seemed.We were leaving for the airport."Briar, is this your charger?" Mom asked, with a white adapter in her hand."Nah, mine is in my bag." I said pointing to my handbag on the table in front of me."Alright. Well, go to the car, dad is there. I'll be there in a minute." She said and went back inside.I
Briar's POVI held her tightly, burying my head further in her neck. I tried pouring out all that I had inside in the form of tears, but unexpectedly lamenting didn't change the dense feeling. I felt my chest filled, and the feeling of guilt was still the dominant one. Mom made me sit on the bed, taking a seat in front of me. The environment was a bit better now. Her soft hands touched mine as she made slight circles with her thumb on the top of my skin. I was calm and collected, definitely better than what I was a few hours ago."Since when do you him?" mom asked looking at me curiously.I gulped to make my dead dry throat a little soft. But even after trying to come up with an answer to her question, nothing but air came out of my mouth. I looked away, slightly biting my lip trying to gather some courage to answer."Uhm a f-few months." I said in a low voice."I see." Her usage of minimal words made my nervousness build up even more. I tried to hide it but who can possibly shield th
Briar's POVI could feel warm sunlight hitting my face as I walked in my neighbourhood. A place I loved hanging out at whenever I came back home in vacations. But today that road looked like a curse to walk on. Dad didn't utter a word to me the entire plane ride. Although he was completely silent, his words rang in my ears constantly. ‘I’m ashamed of you. I’m ashamed of you. I’m ashamed of you.’The more I considered it, the more I wanted to cry. I was being consumed internally by this guilt. Just because I followed my heart's desire, why have I had to endure so much sorrow and suffering?We arrived at the front gate after I dragged my feet around the driveway. I recall how this location had a distinct atmosphere only a few months ago. I was incredibly drawn to the slight scent of grass and the freshness. But right now, everything was excruciating, to even just sit there.I took a deep breath as mom quietly gestured me to come inside. I followed both of them inside, only to make the b
Briar's POVMy mind was occupied, I couldn't think about anything. I felt like my inner self was becoming numb as even the smallest sound in the room was ringing in my ears. It was an odd sensation. The fear was too strong. But I was also worried for him at the same time. Yes, it was illogical of me to worry about anyone other than myself at that time, yet I was unable to stop thinking about it. My hands kept shaking as though my body had lost all of its vigour.I could hear heels stomping on the wooden floor and the room felt chilly. Because of the deathly silence, I was sure of what the rumours were about and could hear every word in the area. Everyone was at leisure and had a current ‘hot’ issue to discuss. But I couldn't possibly care less. I had something more important to think about. My parents.I have no idea how I will respond to their questions. It would be an understatement to say that I was frightened because the thought of not being able to look them in the eyes while we
Briar's POVNext morning, I woke up all refreshed, expecting that a new day would be better. Although my body hurt, my mind was renewed, giving away how lazy I felt. It appeared as though my weekend's fatigue was still with me. I still continued to push myself as the memory of the last weekend hit me. I missed our little date, just when I woke up.Gretchen tapped my shoulder from behind as I was combing my hair. I turned around and grinned at her in anticipation of her asking me to mend her shirt or inform her of whether or not her uniform was in good condition, but she gave out a different vibe with her expression.I arched my brows in an effort to decipher the meaning behind her look. She was horribly composed while also being shocked. I was frightened since I couldn't read her face. As my breath became uneasy, a sudden feeling of unease crept across my entire body."Gretchen, what is it?" I asked her and she looked at me as her breath became deeper.It felt as if she doesn't know h
Briar’s POVIt had been a few days to our argument and even now, whenever Gretchen finds me going to meet him, a sheer displeasure on her face sits like a crown. Obviously, she wasn’t satisfied with the conversation we had that day, but her situation was helpless, because I wouldn’t stop, and she couldn’t stop me either. Though, a huge part of me felt bad for not being able to talk to her nicely ever since, at least now my relationship wasn’t totally hidden.Gretchen managed to cover up for whenever I went missing and I was taking good advantage of it. I didn’t lie to myself and shamelessly admitted how this temporary arrangement in my head seemed like a beautiful fashion. I was succumbing Gretchen to my plan, and everything sat pretty in my brain and he was becoming a part of every word I had with Gretchen.Like a lost being in a dense forest following a sole energy in order to escape the chaos of life, I was floating in his addiction. Within a stretch of over a month and a half, Gar
Briar's POV"Are you crazy?!" Gretchen frowned at me. She clearly looked extremely annoyed.She was the one who knocked on the door and as assumed by my intuitions, she knew about me and Mr. Wilson's relationship. I wonder how? But if I ask her at the moment, she'd probably beat the shit out of me. Yes, she would, not even kidding. I had nothing to defend myself with, because no matter how much I try to normalize this, our relationship can never be accepted by people. At least not initially."Do you have any idea what you are doing?!" Gretchen asked angrily and my face was down in embarrassment. "Answer me, Briar! Your silence won't clear my confusion." Her voice reflected the motherly disappointment and sisterly concern.I struggled to find the right words to respond, but it was impossible. What was there left for me to say to her? Who is she to comment on my relationship, should I say? I would go ahead if I wanted her to scream and possibly murder me in the process. She was simmerin
Briar's POVSince it was the weekend, I was in the dorm. Never have I wanted a weekend to end so soon. However, this time was unique. I tried to meet him—but was unable to. I tried to see him—but was unable to. I kept checking my phone as I tried to get the will to text him but did not want to bother him. Why would he make time for me when he has so much else to do? Even though I know he cares for me, I do not want to bother him only because I missed him because he might be busy. A little too much.I sat on the desk, completing my history assignment because everyone had already submitted but Mrs. Jones had granted me two more days to submit my work because I was busy with other student council duties. Though I had time, I was determined to do my work before time as to maintain a good reputation in front of her.It had always been my utmost admiration for her that interests me in the subject even more. Perhaps my everlasting crush on her just never seems to stray me off my path. I stil
Briar’s POV“Do you like churros?”“Hm?” He looked up at me, while I was leaning on his desk in front of him. Almost ten o’clock late at night and he was still working in his office. He usually asks me to hang out with him, even when he has work, which makes my heart warm.“We can make them together.”“You want to?”“Hmm.” I smiled and he chuckled.“You need to stop being so cute.” I could not help but chuckle when he poked my nose. “Have you made them before?” He asked.“What if I say no?”“Then I’ll have to order a pizza as well.” He said making me chuckle and continued, “ugh, I love making you laugh.”“Do you?” I said and made my way over to him, while he just watched my movement and after reaching near him, I sat on his lap. Wrapping my arms around his neck and noticing his arms circling around my waist like an automatic movement made me blush.“I actually love it more, when you do this.” He said and I kissed his cheek.“Oh, this is my favourite part.”“Really?” I said and kissed