Chapter 46

**Mr Peters**

I walk straight to my table, then down my drink and walk over to where Carl, James and Scott are. Carl has pulled, which isn't surprising. James and Scott are talking to, I guess the girl's friends who seem to have boyfriends. Scott and James turn to me.

"I'm going," I say "I have a lot to do this weekend," I lie.

"Oh ok," Scott says, but he is half drunk so I doubt he'll remember me telling him. I sigh and walk out of the club. I rub my face. I haven't lost it like that in a while. I felt like killing the guy. I admit when Julie pointed her out and I saw her with that guy I felt intensely jealous. A slime ball all over a girl as beautiful as her is just unacceptable, she deserves better.

My hands drop, and I search through my pockets for my cigarettes. I take them out and go to light one when I see her standing in front of me with her back to me.

She is shivering and it is starting to rain. I take my unlit cigarette out of my mouth and look at her more. She looks hot; her legs look like they’re never going to end in those high heels. Her dress isn't too short but it did look shorter than it is due to how tall she is.

I step forward and realise she is smoking. That takes me by surprise. She doesn't seem the type to smoke but neither do I. I don't smoke many cigarettes only now and then and I smoke pot mostly. I take another step and take my jacket off. I drop it on her shoulders and she staggered back slightly.

"You'll catch your death," I say, turning her slightly and moving my jacket over her more.

"Urm thanks," she says and looks away from me. The bruise that I saw last time I’d seen her is now gone but there were other bruises, they’re faint due to the makeup she is wearing.

I take the cigarette out of her mouth and put it in mine "You shouldn't smoke it's bad for you" I say taking a few breaths of the cigarette and then dropping it on the floor "it stops your growth too" I say smirking at her slightly.

"I'm tall enough," she says still looking away from me "and I'm not a general smoker just now and then" she pauses "I'll look a freak if I get any taller,"

"I think you look good tall, I'm not a fan of short people, some of them scare me," I pause and look down "like Julie she scares the hell out of me," I mutter.

"It's because she's observant, it's like she's seeing what you're thinking," she says. I laugh and agree with her.

"C'mon we should sober you up a bit." I say, taking her hand and pulling her in the direction of an all night cafe.

Yasmin, Julie and Melanie all walk out of the club, "It's weird we only come out because Megan wants to," Julie says "and once she goes that's it we feel like going home too,"

Melanie stops and so does Yasmin. Julie frowns and looks to where they were looking to see Logan take Megan's hand and walk off with her.

"Was she wearing his jacket?" Yasmin asks.

"Yeah", Julie says and grabs their hands, "We're following," she says, dragging them with her.

"They're off to a cafe not far from here," Melanie says, taking her hand from Julie. Julie and Yasmin both turn to look at her "Yes I know a shortcut," she says smiling and walks off and they follow her.

**Mr Peters**

"Aren't you cold?" she asks, looking up at me. I look at her and shake my head. I watch her move her arms into the arms of my jacket and then close it tighter around her.

"You're freezing, aren't you?" I ask knowing the answer. She nods slightly. I sigh and put my arm around her and bring her closer to me. She moves her hands slowly around me and holds me tightly. "We're nearly there and once we get there I'll warm you up" I say.

"Ok" she softly mutters.

We get to the cafe and straight away I notice the three girls sitting in a back corner. They all pop their heads up. They notice me and they quickly pop their heads down. I sigh slightly and move Megan to one of the booths in the middle so no one can see us unless they stand in front of the table. I sit down next to her and watch her lay her head on the back rest of the booth.

"I'll get you a coffee" I say. She smiles at me with her eyes closed.

"Please do," she says. I chuckle and turn to the waitress that is now standing in front of us "two coffees please a strong one for her please" I say.

"Coming right up," she says and walks off. Her brown pony tail bobbing up and down as she practically skips to place our order. I turn to Megan and watch her turn and move her feet up onto the seat.

"My feet hurt" she groans. She slowly takes her high heels off, showing her freshly red painted toes. She does the same to the other and I scan my eyes up her leg to the round of her knee then down to her thigh and then the round of her bum. I gulp and carry on scanning her body.

She may have lost a lot of weight but she still looks amazing. She still surprisingly has her womanly assets. I quickly look away once I notice where I'm looking and thankfully the coffee is here. As soon as I get mine I take the biggest mouth full I can. I need to control myself, seriously I'm like a fifteen year old boy.

"Logan are you ok?" she asks. I love how she says my name, she didn't say it like other people. She holds the 'o' a little longer than others. It sounds so hot.

"I'm fine" I say with a small smile. I'm not fine, I'm freaking turned on. I turn to look at her and watch as she moves the mug to her lips and slowly drinks the dark brown liquid. My eyes travel down her neck just like that coffee. Then she turns and so do I.

"I'm warmer now," she says smiling at me. I smile back and look away.

"That's good," I pause. "So I haven't seen you in a while," I state,making conversation.

"Yeah," she says looking down now "it's just I feel really guilty for what I said to you and well you're so hot and I made you look so hurt and not hot" she says.

"Okay" I say dragging the 'A' out "maybe we should try getting you something to eat too that'll sober you right up"

"You know, I tell Melanie that I don't find you hot. She goes on about you all the time and I always disagree with her when really I don't, I'm really thinking hell yeah," then she pauses "Julie says she'd do you, she doesn't care if-" I quickly cut her off by putting my hand over her mouth.

"Drink your coffee" I order. She raises an eyebrow slightly then I feel her smile. I take my hand off her mouth and let out the breath I'm holding.

"You don't have a girlfriend do you" she states. I sigh and shake my head "I doubt Julie would care,"

"Megan," I say "coffee,"

She giggles and takes the coffee cup, "A lot of girls find you attractive, at first I didn't see why, I still don't fully understand why" she says looking up at the ceiling "it must be the accent or your eyes" she states. I sigh and look away from her.

"I don't think it's any of that. I think it's because I'm the new teacher and I'm a little younger than the other teachers" I explain.

"No, no, it's because you're freaking hot you idiot," she says and relaxes against her seat. "I think I've had too much to drink,"

"You think?" I ask while laughing at her.

"Don't laugh," she says, pushing me slightly and picking up her coffee.

"I'm sorry," I say, turning to look at her. She is pouting at me then looks down at her coffee.

"I'm sorry too" she says and turns her body to face me "I am really sorry,"

I sigh and put my drink on the table "I can tell," I say. She smiles slightly and kneels up to pull her dress down a little. God she is a tease. She then sits down closer to me, her shoulder touching mine and she puts her legs up on the seat opposite us. "Are you off home tonight?" I ask.

"No. I don't ever want to go home" she says sleepily "not ever, not to that" she says in disgust. I sigh and I feel her take my hand "I'll stay here with you." She moves my arm around her shoulders and then reaches for her mug.

"Can I get you anything else?" I hear a girl say. I turn to see the waitress with the bouncy ponytail has returned. She smiles and tilts her head; she obviously enjoys her job way too much.

"Yeah two coffees and..." I look at Megan "some toast" I add. She needs to sober up and toast should soak up some of the alcohol.

"How many slices?" she asks

"Three," I say and watch her walk off again with a spring in her step. I shake my head slightly confused as to why someone could be that perky at this time of night.

"Who is the toast for?" she asks looking up at me.

"You," I say. She moves up and away from me.

"Oh no, it's ok, I'm not hungry," she says waving her hands at me as if to say no.

"You need to eat something to sober you up" I state.

"I've sobered up," she states.

"No you haven't," I say.

"But..."

"Megan, you don't have to eat it all. Just a bit and well, whatever you don't eat I'll eat, ok?" I say. She sighs and looks down. I frown slightly, "Why do you look so worried over eating a bit of toast?" I ask

"I...I'm on a diet" she stutterS. I raise my eyebrows "My dad put me on a diet," she states.

Ok so I'm right she is still a little drunk as she would have never admitted that to me if she is sober "Why?" I ask.

"He thinks I'm fat," she says drinking her coffee "I'm not aloud anything unless he says so,"

"You're not fat," I say looking at her "you're very far from fat, you were never fat to begin with," I state. I turn to face her "Ignore what he says about you, because the chances are you are completely opposite to what he has said you are," she sighs slightly and puts her drink down.

"Here you go," the waitress says, returning with the toast and putting the plate in the middle of the table. I thank her and then turn back to Megan.

"You wouldn't understand," she mutters.

"I do understand and I understand your dads being a dick," I say, she turns to look at me "he's wrong" I say and move the toast in front of her "now eat as much as you can and forget what he has said to you because you're beautiful," I say and sit back. She looks at me for a few seconds longer and then turns to the toast.