(This is a roleplay between me and another person. My posts are bolded, hers are normal)
Today was the day. Today was the day that Ralph was going to confess his love for his history teacher Ms. Johnson. Not the usual puppy love you would expect a teenager to feel at sixteen, what Ralph felt he knew was the real deal. He loved everything about his teacher, they shared so much in common. Unforunately though, he had been a prisoner to his own fear of rejection over the last six months, never having the courage to tell her how he felt. Instead he had left her little trinkets and presents, written poems and bought flowers, given her cards and even drawn pictures to express how he felt, all through the veil of a secret admirer. After school today though, he was going to bear his soul. As the final bell rang for the day to be over he gave the card he had prepared one final look before leaving it sit atop his desk. He knew Ms. Johnson would pick it up, and inside she would find instructions for where and when to meet her secret admirer. The local coffee shop, 6:00 PM. Ralph even specified he’d be wearing a green t-shirt supporting his favorite football team, the Green Bay Packers.
"Bye Ms. Johnson, see you Monday!" Ellie glanced up from her laptop at one of her students, a girl named Ashley, who was saying goodbye. "Have a good weekend!" Ellie responded, her attention immediately captured by the laptop again. She typed away furiously at the keyboard, her eyebrows drawn together in concentration. She was constantly butting heads with the head of the history department, and this specific email was more of a complaint than anything. She hit send just as the last few stragglers left the room. After standing up and quietly closing the door, she noticed a card left on one of the desks. She walked down the aisle of desks and picked up the card, reading it. The secret admirer strikes again…she thought, shaking her head. Ellie was a popular teacher because she could relate to the teenagers, and actually taught them the material without leaving them in a soporific state. So, she was used to these little presents. But this card was very specific..a time and a place? What if it was some kind of creep? Her curiosity easily won over her suspicions, though, and later that night, she walked into the coffee shop, five minutes before 6:00. She was quite dressed down from her usual outfits at school; jeans, a peachy v-neck t-shirt, and a pair of black sandals. Her dark brown hair was the same as earlier, curls falling down to the middle of her back. Without heels she appeared much shorter, around 5’3". Overall, she was a smaller woman. Her hazel orbs searched around for this mysterious man, and her gaze immediately caught the man in green. Or, rather, boy. Ellie approached the table slowly, trying to control the look of pure shock on her face as she sat down. "Ralph…" She began in a warning tone, giving him a stern look. "I hope you know this is highly inappropriate."
Ralph was more than a little on the nervous side. He’d spent a good twenty minutes tidying his short black hair, another fifteen minutes deciding which pair of pants and shoes to wear, and another forty five minutes practicing exactly what he was going to say to his goddess of a history teacher. However, the speech he had worked so hard on before coming to the coffee shop now eluded him. Instead, as he sat with one hand inside the other, wringing them as if drying a soaked rag the best he could do was smile up at Ms. Thompson and stutter, “Hello”.
Ellie could not help but laugh at Ralph’s response. “….hi, Ralph.” A smile lingered after her laugh, but she soon realized it and changed her facial expression to a less amused one. Ralph had always been a good student. He never caused trouble, and only tried his hardest, which was all a teacher could ask for. If he was truly her secret admirer, then Ellie would be surprised at his abilities. She had honestly been a little flattered by the gifts, even though she found it a little odd. And he was a lot more mature than most boys his age..physically, mentally, and emotionally as far as Ellie could tell. “Look, Ralph, I really appreciate your kind words, but I don’t know what you expected to get out of all of it. I’m a lot older than you, and your teacher nonetheless.” Ellie continued to list off reasons why this was not appropriate. It was almost as if she were trying to convince herself. What girl wouldn’t be a little smitten by a guy like him? He was sweet, funny, and easy to talk to. She was surprised that he didn’t have a girlfriend.
As he sat there, heart sinking into his chest, Ralph felt the all too familiar sting of rejection. It isn’t like he hadn’t expected it. Ms. Thompson has nine years his senior, already out of college and working in the career she wanted, beautiful, smart, the whole package. Ralph on the other hand was still in high school, considering himself only decent looking, had no job, wasn’t particularly athletic, not much to go on other than his decent grades. He sighed heavily, trying his best to find the speech he’d practiced just a small while ago within himself. When she finished his mouth opened, he was prepared to give a speech, he wasn’t sure to what degree, but he had to make his case. As he took a breathe in to begin though, all he managed was, “But I love you Ms. Thompson”.
Ellie blinked a few times after he confessed his love, then raised a hand to her face and rubbed one side of it. “So..what do you want me to do?” She asked, looking at him now with raised eyebrows. Did he expect her to just roll over and realize she had an undeniable attraction to him as well? Before now, she had never really thought about it…but now that the situation had presented itself, she was beginning to think…what if? Sure, she was an attractive woman, but she was basically the opposite of social. She had never had luck with men, and was too focused on work most of the time to even worry about her social life. She met Ralph’s gaze, seeing the desperation in his eyes. She decided to give him some sort of deal. “Okay, here we go. I will sit here and enjoy some coffee with you for an hour or so. That’s it. Use that time to win me over.” It was more of a challenge than anything. She highly doubted that he would succeed. She was only doing it so that he didn’t walk away feeling like a complete failure.
Ralph never expected her to actually give him a chance. He had practiced a speech sure, he could remember it had something to do with age and maturity, and proving his love, but he never thought he’d get to actually give it. Being laughed at, walked away from, even expelled from school, he expected all these things, but as he watched his beautiful teacher sit down before him a whole new sense of fear emerged inside him. After a few deep breaths, and a lot of effort to build up his courage he took a long swig from his iced coffee and spoke, “S-s-seriously?”
Ellie felt almost…pleased by his relief. “Yep, really. I want to see what exactly you have to offer.” She leaned forward, her elbows resting on the table. Her v-neck slid lower, revealing some of her cleavage. She gave him a smile. It was more of a game to her, at this point. She was curious, there was no denying it, but she didn’t expect much of anything to result from this little “date.” It would just make for some awkward classes with him. Little did she know, things would not be like that, at all. Maybe awkward in class, but for different reasons than rejection. “You’re a big boy, almost a man, really. And you’re what- a sophomore?” Ellie laughed and shook her head. If she was able to forget that this boy was so young, well….things might work in his favor.
Ralph nodded at her question, “Yean sophmore”. Still in a state of shock that she was even willing to hear his plea of love he did his best to focus, to remember the argument he’d rehearsed for why they could indeed be together. With a deep breath he summoned all the courage he had and started speaking, deciding to wing it, he didn’t have much choice. “The truth is Ms. Johnson, I am in love with you. First day of school I knew you were special and I look forward to every day of class just for the chance to see you and to hear your voice. I know that I am younger than you, and typically that isn’t how relationships work, but lots of people are farther apart in age than we are and I know I’m mature. I’m planning to get a job during the summer, and I know I have to finish two more years of high school, but that really isn’t so long”, he paused, intending to continue, but he could feel the blood filling his face, making him blush hard. Part of his was proud that he had managed to string together a complete thought, another part knew he had just gone all in, and he was either going to win big, or lose everything.
Ellie reached forward for his drink, raising her eyebrows in a questioning gaze before bringing the straw to her lips and taking a drink. She listened to his argument with a small smile on her face. He was a very sweet, sincere guy. That was apparent. It was a nice change from all of the cocky, overbearing idiots whose presence she avoided at all costs. Maybe…just maybe this would be okay. She wasn’t exactly saying she was in love with the guy too, but why not try things out? “I really appreciate what you’re saying, Ralph. It isn’t every day that a guy treats me as nicely as you do.” Ellie fell silent, her eyes searching his beet red face. He was starting to seem like more of a man, and less of a hopeful little boy. Now that she thought about it, she had always been quite fond of Ralph. She always looked forward to seeing him in class, and she had never really identified it as attraction. But maybe that’s what it was. “Hey. Don’t be embarrassed. You should be proud that you’re brave enough to do this.” She smiled genuinely at him, reaching out and putting her hand on top of his on the table. “I’ll be honest with you. I still think this is a little weird. And I’m almost positive that this isn’t love. But, why not have a little fun, right?” She wanted to share her viewpoint with him, so that he didn’t assume that she felt the same way.
Ralph wasn’t exactly sure whether her response was good or bad persay. She wasn’t leaving, which he figured had to be a good sign, but she didn’t seem to return the same feelings he had for her. Regardless he could feel his heart thumping harder and harder within his chest, both from the overall stress of the situation, but also from her hand atop his. It wasn’t the first time she’d touched him, there had been the occasional hand on his shoulder while answering a question, or a pat on the back for a good job, but this…this seemed to be more intimate. Attempting to keep his bravery going, as he could only assume it was working to some degree, he continued, “Yeah, we could definitely have fun. I mean once I find a summer job I would love to take you to dinner, and to movies, and all sorts of things Ms. Johnson.”
Ellie laughed when he spoke of taking her out. “Is that really all you want to do?” She asked, a flirtatious tone in her voice. “I mean, young men are usually thinking about other things. If you know what I mean.” Ralph just continued to surprise her. Ellie knew she was pleasing to the eye, but she didn’t flaunt it too much. She was just used to men looking at her in more of a sexual way than anything, so she appreciated the fact that Ralph was able to keep it in his pants.
Ralph turned a whole new color of red, he may have been a little naive and inexperienced on the sexual side, but he definitely knew what she was getting out. With a wide smile he looked away, staring out the window at the traffic passing outside. He could feel the heat in his face, and felt like if he looked at her anymore he might just explode from embarassment. “I….well…I mean, you know…I”, he stammered.
Ellie’s smile grew as he stammered, noticing his embarrassment. She changed the subject for his sake. “Well, until you do get that job, we’ll have to find things to do that are cheap, or free, because I’m just barely getting my bills paid.” She gave him an apologetic smile. She was saying all of these things, but she wasn’t really intent on going through with most of it. She would need a little push from him for anything to actually happen.
In an instant he turned to protest, “I would never ever ask you to pay for stuff Ms. Johnson, that’s my job”. He may be the most mature man just yet, but he was determined to make a good impression, especially right in the beginning. “I would say we could hang out at my house and watch movies or something until I get more than just my small allowance, but my parents probably wouldn’t be as easy to convince”, he said before giving her a half smile, “Guess we’re stuck with a lot of coffee dates”. He tensed a bit at the word date, he threw it out as a small way to test whether she was serious, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to actually know if she was or not.
Ellie’s eyebrows raised when he mentioned going to his house. Was he serious?! That would never happen. Ever. But she realized he was joking and her expression relaxed. She didn’t really react to the ‘date’ part. “How about we go to my house sometime? I live alone, so there’d be no one there to judge us.” With each word Ellie was growing more curious, more daring, and more adventurous. “Oh, call me Ellie. Please.”
Ralph had hoped of course to get permission to call his teacher by her first name, but didn’t dare ask. Hearing her offer for them to go to her place sometime definitely seemed to have things leading into the good column, which only made his heart race more with excitement. “Totally!”, he exclaimed, “I mean yeah, going to your place sometime, that could work, that’d be great”.
"Good. Let’s wait until school is out before we do anything, though. I want you to focus on your studies first, and me second." She gave him that stern look that only teachers possessed. This was their last week of school, thank goodness. Until then, Ralph would just have to settle with seeing Ellie in school. "Well…I have papers to grade. And you have finals to study for. So we should probably get going." Ellie stood up, giving him a warm smile. "I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?" She held her arms out for a hug.
His heart was as high and excited in his chest as it could be, and in one quick moment it plummeted back down into his stomach. Ralph had allowed himself to get optimistic about going to Ellie’s house, to be able to spend some real alone time with her outside of school. Instead he would be stuck dealing with another week of school. The past few months, waiting and biding his time before he could find the courage to confess his love already felt like forever, he couldn’t begin to imagine how long the next week was going to feel, knowing that she was willing to give him even a slight chance. “That’s uh..that’s probably smart, yeah”, he said, letting his head drop down a bit in disappointment before stepping forward and wrapping his arms around his teacher.
Ellie could tell he was disappointed, but she wasn’t about to become a bad influence in his life. She wrapped her arms around his torso, giving him a light squeeze. She felt good in his arms, protected, loved. She lingered for a few more seconds than normal, then stepped away and waved as she exited the shop.
Ralph hugged back, squeezing tight onto her before releasing her and watching her leave. Dissapointed he was, but he knew better than to fight the issue and decided it was best to quit while he was ahead. With a million and one things to think about he picked up his half-full cup and left as well, ready to get home and will the next week to end quickly.