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max was in his classroom, just prepping some english work. he was getting the class to analyse a poem, and funnily enough, the theme for the poems for that term was love, which he was beginning to hate. he taught the top class of the final years, and so clara was in almost all of his classes that he had. it was okay at first, when they were going out, but now her dad had got involved and everything was horrible.

 

tasmin was at the party, talking to a couple of older relatives, about her school, and her career, and such. she was in a short red velvet dress with black tights and simple black heels, her mom always wanted her to be an elegant lady, though that really wasn't her. she sipped from her wine glass as she laughed at a joke her uncle had just told, before glancing around.

tasmin wondered around a little, looking around. she didn't like being what she was, so rich and so snooty but it was the way her parents had raised her. she raised an eyebrow as she spotted a young gentleman walk in, well he was certainly different from everyone else there, but she soon saw him going into the kitchen and brushed the thought of him away.

 

max ran his fingers through his hair and waited for the class to come in, but as usual most people were late. he smiled a little as he saw clara come in. in front of others nothing could change, they weren't even technically supposed to be in a relationship anyway, so nothing was allowed to be awkward between them. "morning." he said quietly, biting his bottom lip.

tasmin finished her drink off quickly, before going over to one of the waiters who had recently brought out a tray of champagne. she took one and smirked to herself, she needed someway to enjoy the night, seeing as the who place was filled with weird old people. she spotted the young gentleman again, this time in his work attire, and smiled as she saw his tattoos. he was handsome, she thought. she went over and took a small little crab cake from him, before walking off, grinning.

 

max watched her for a little while, he just couldn't help himself, he still loved her, he had for a while, it was just the way she was, the way he had gotten to know her. she meant a lot to him and he was sad that her dad had got so angry. he stood up properly and nodded his head, smiling a little as he went to his pencil case and pulled out a black biro, an took it over to her. "there we go.. do you have the homework I set you?" he raised an eyebrow and looked down at her.

tasmin took one more glass of champagne before walking out to the garden, where it was much quieter, as the sun was beginning to go down now. she sat down on the grass next to the pool, which was now little up, and stretched her legs out, and sighed, looking around. she hated things like this so much, her parents always forced her into things like this, so that she could find a 'rich lovely husband', was the way her mother put it. screw that.

 

max sighed softly, taking the sheet and glancing down at it biting lip and shaking his head. "clara I asked for it to be in for today so I could give it you back tomorrow. you can stay in at break and do it, okay?" he raised an eyebrow at passed it back to her. he then walked away and went back to his desk. he felt horrible for being harsh to her but he thought it was best if they kept a little distance for now.

tasmin swigged her glass down quickly. she liked to call it elegantly unsobering, not getting drunk. her parents had no idea about the amount she actually drank at these events. she glanced up as she heard a voice, and realise that it was the guy again. "be my guest." she shrugged and placed the glass down on the grass next to her, glancing around again.

 

max felt terrible, he could see the look in her eyes and he knew her well enough to know what she was thinking. he rested his hands in his pockets as he began to speak to the class, feeling for is phone. he still had her number, maybe he could text her, try and make things okay. he handed out the copies of the poem to all the people and then started explaining it.

tasmin turned her had, and took a quick moment to check out all his features, like the angle of his nose and the length of his fingers as he splayed them out on the grass. she took some of the little things off the tray and ate them slowly, to try and soak up a little bit of the alcohol. "i'm tamsin, nice to meet you. this is my house, my parents are hosting this shinanigan."

 

max frowned and ran a hand over his head, taking in a deep breath. he hated the fact that he loved her, it wasn't usual for him to fall for a girl like that. he had always been about sex and nothing more but clara was something different, and she brightened his day, always. he sat down at his desk, and swiftly text her 'i'm sorry, I never meant to be harsh. x' he hesitated with the kiss, but sent it anyway.