“That was beautiful, Amy. And probably right.” He kissed the top of my head, and then wrapped his arms around me, pulling me tight. I shifted so I was on top of him, and he grinned like I had just given him award. Compared to his body, I was small and thin, and I found a way to fit perfectly on top of him. When I was with him, I tried to forget all the things we couldn’t do, and instead focused on all the things we could do. The sandwiches quickly forgotten, our kisses led to wandering hands, up and down each other’s bodies.
Other times, it wasn’t so serious. I remember walking into the theater early one morning, for Beauty and the Beast rehearsal, when I heard someone whisper my name. I spun around, but there was no one there.
Amy came the voice again, and I looked up, my heart thudding with fear. But again, there was nothing.
“Hello?” I called, slowly walking towards the stage.
AMMMY. The voice got a little louder, and seemed to be coming from all around me. I took a deep breath, climbing onto the stage. Up there, I felt like I could see everything, and I was safe.
“Who’s there? Who is this? Whoever it is, this isn’t funny.”
“Amy, you are destined for the stage.”
The voice was echoing and bouncing off the walls. It was a man that was all I could indentify. Alone in the theater, I don’t think I had ever been so scared. I put my hands at my sides, as if any amount of foreign space would open me for danger.
“How do you know?” I asked, looking up into the skylights.
“Because I’m watching.” Came the echo and I buried my head in my hands. Stories of Phantom of the Opera that we read in class last week, along with real theater ghost stories, came flooding back to my mind.#p#分页标题#e#
“And also…” the voice echoed, coming from all around me. “You are destined to not do your homework tonight.”
I froze, pulling my hands away. A light came on in the projector booth, and Liam popped his head out.
“…because we’re having dinner.”
“I HATE YOU!” I screamed at him, half laughing. Liam leaned against the balcony railing with a seductive smile on his face.
“So what do you think of our new sound system? It’s all for the show.”
“Argh, you.” I tried to compose myself, but it was impossible with Liam looking down on me like that. “Come down here so I can punish you.”
“I like the sound of that,” he grinned, moving down the stairs. I stalked towards him, but he caught me in his arms, causing a giggle to escape from my lips. “So tell me how you are going to punish me.”
“I’m not. Going. To. Kiss. You. All. Day.” It was hard to get out in-between his onslaught of kisses, but I finally managed. “I swear it.”
“Then I shall turn to dead at nightfall, my love,” he said, giving me an old fashioned bow. I rolled my eyes, heading back to the stage.
“Come on, Liam, let’s rehearse.”
There was one night however, that would stick in my mind forever.
We had a half day at school one Friday and Liam and I had long since agreed to spend the rest of the day together. However, it wasn’t until nearly three o’clock that he knocked on my door.
I opened the door quickly, and he practically threw himself in. We had to be careful not to let anyone see him entering my dorm room too frequently. Already, questions were arising and the girls knew I was the “Teacher’s Pet”.