Virgin Wanted [Teacher/Student]

I see him smiling at me across the field and I can’t help but feel my heart start to work into over drive. I feel all these emotions and the one I put in my back pocket is guilt. Because I’ve lied to him about almost everything; Alice isn’t my name, I’m not twenty one and I’m not the assistant couch. I’m a student and he is my teacher and we both didn’t look good in neon orange.