Knowing it's wrong, feeling it's right.- Part 1

Leaning forward Jane stroked the hair from Ana's eyes, unable to control herself for much longer. Jane had been suppressing her feelings for her friend for such a long time now and it had all become far too much. Ana's green eyes stared at her, with slight fear and curiosity. 1

Jane didn't know that she could have such feelings for another female, but the urges told her otherwise. Ana was so beautiful, she had the darkest hair that hung smoothly on her shoulders, her body was curvy and in her eyes, perfect. She took her hand and ran it along Ana's soft cheeks, a sense of excitement and anxiousness flowing through her. 2

And then their lips touched, she had never felt something so wonderful before, and Ana welcomed her kiss. Ana passionately, hungrily but tenderly felt around her face and mouth with her tongue and mouth. 3

The bell rang and they parted, both of them blushing a deep shade of crimson, and both of them thinking the other looked cute when they did that. 4

"Stay here, Ana." she whispered, holding Ana's hand tightly. She walked out of the side-cupboard and into the glare of the classroom. The summer had been harsh already and she couldn't wait until the summer holidays. 5

As if on cue another of the teachers, Gabrielle Hunter walked through into the classroom and took her aside. She was shaking but Gabrielle didn't notice.6

"Jane, did you sort her out? I worry about you sometimes, you're the head of science and you don't seem to be strong enough on discipline." Jane knew it was true... sometimes. With Ana, it would always be true. Ana was only fifteen but she was far beyond her classmates with maturity and intelligence and Jane had always felt proud of Ana. She simply nodded as Gabrielle led the way into the side room where Ana was standing, sorting out her tie that had become crumpled as they kissed. 7

"Stand up straight Ana!" Gabrielle barked. She had caught Ana in the corridor when she should have been in Jane's lesson. Ana feared going into the class because she couldn't control herself. The two had become friends, spent time together at lunch and after school working on experiments, getting to know each other well. Jane didn't often get close to students, never in the way she had with Ana. The two had just clicked. Nothing made sense about it in either of their heads but they felt it was right. 8

"Leave her, she was just telling me how she felt ill and that's why she didn't come into the lesson, she was getting some fresh air." Jane lied, refusing to make eye contact with Ana. 9

"Miss is right...” Ana started but Gabrielle cut her off.10

"That's Mrs Harman, Ana. Have some respect." Gabrielle whispered through gritted teeth as she left the room, dismissing Jane's very agitated- not to mention late- class.11

Mrs. It reminded Ana that Jane was married, but she knew that her teacher wasn't happy. She had never said so, though they were close they had to retain some sort of teacher-student relationship. Jane never spoke of her home life, though she would sometimes mention it in class. Ana would talk of hers though, about her mother and her father and how she felt often rejected by them. She had told her once of her great dislike for a single word because that's what her mother had called her before throwing her down the stairs and repeatedly kicking her. Ana's mum died when she was just 7 and she had an okay relationship with her father and Jane had been the first person Ana ever spoken to about it. 12

It was the end of the day and Ana had arranged to help Jane out after school, but now it seemed somewhat inappropriate. Something had happened that neither of them intended. They both liked each other but neither of them knew how the other would react. 13

Jane turned away as Ana approached her, though she had made the first move before she slightly regretted it. This was her pupil who she had no right to be having a relationship with however much she wanted to.14

Plus, the way Jane saw it was that Ana was still, lawfully, just a child and she could be put in prison for paedophilia. Though, in her eyes, Ana was far from just a child. Ana was amazing to Jane. She was smart, witty and beautiful. She had everything going for her and the modesty to go with it, though she was ambitious. Ana sat quietly in the corner and tried to sense Jane’s emotions. 15

“Miss…” Ana started but Jane silenced her as she spoke.16

“Please, Ana, don’t call me that. Call me Jane, you might as well now that… I don’t know. I don’t know what happened. It’s so wrong but…” this time it was Ana who interrupted.17

“But it feels so right.” Ana finished off the sentence and Jane nodded. “I guess this doesn’t happen often and so I don’t know what happens now. Plenty of my friends have older boyfriends…” 18

“I know Ana, but this is different. I’m your teacher.” 19

“Then don’t be. Do something. I don’t want this to be over yet and I know you don’t either.” 20

“It’s not that simple… nothing ever is. Maybe we should sort this out, some other time… somewhere else.” Jane suggested and Ana nodded in agreement. “I need to go home, but you can meet me outside the school at six. Can you manage that?” 21

“Of course.” Ana whispered, trying to keep the excitement out of her voice. She left the room and found her way down the stairs, her whole body shaking.22