Every school has the social hierarchy. Each schools hierarchy is slightly different. But ever school has them. Them being the bullies.

Now, a bully is a person who picks on other people. But what if the bully is the person being hurt. I know a person like that. And I'm falling in love with her.

I turn from looking out the classroom window to looking to the students in front of me. She is there, with her 'friends'. Sitting in my class as I try to teach. Her friend has her arm around the back of her chair as they all laugh. All but her. She's rubbing her arm again with a soft rift touch like it has been hurt again. She has inconsistent make up on her neck I can see. She's been walking rigid all day as well.

I don't know how much longer I can keep it to myself. That she is being hurt. I watch as they make fun of the girl in front of them. Trying to bully her without being caught. But she is in her own world. Her friend nudges her, making her wince.

Words are exchanged but I know what is said but I see a straw and paper being handed to her. She looks at it for a minute. And as she glances at the girl in front of her for a second, I see guilt. She starts to spit paper balls at the girl and her friends are laughing but she isn't. The young girl in front of her looks behind at her. She just stares at her for a second and looks away, as if ashamed of her actions.

"Casey. Stay back after class." I call out to her. She looks up at me with her wife green eyes. Her brown her down either side of her shoulders, sobering her face the slightest.

"The bell is going to go any minute so anything you didn't complete, you do for homework which I will be checking." The class groans and walk out as the bell goes.

I watch carefully as Casey tries to leave. I take hold of her arm, a wince leaving her body but she doesn't protest but let's me keep her back.

"You shouldn't treat your classmates like that." I say softly.

"If you don't like it then just give me a detention." She bites back.

"No, because I know you won't go and when you are forced, the next day you either don't show up or you show up with twice as many bruises as the day before." She looks at me shocked.

Her eyes are wide with fear, that someone knows what's going on at home. She moves away from me and tries to go for the door but I stop her.

"You don't get to run off. Now, you have to options. You tell me what is going on and we can sort something out between the two of us. Or you walk out that door and I tell the principal and police." I say determined for her to stay and listen.

I watch as the fear kicks in and she starts to panic. She starts to grip at her hair and hyperventilate so I grab hold of her arms, prying them from her hair and bring her body to mine. My arms wrapped around her torso holding her arms there and her back against my chest.

"You will be okay. All you have to do is talk to me." I say softly.

She starts to calm down. My arms still around her. She turns around in them. Looking up at me, so vulnerable with her big green eyes filled with fear it breaks my heart but her coming to my class everyday covered in bruises hurts her and me.

"This stays between us." She says softly. I nod my head.

"What do you propose? She asks.

"Do you have friends you can stay with?" I ask. She shakes her head.

"Well any family members in the area?" She shakes her head again.

I can't let her go back there. She's being hurt and I need to help her.

"Stay with me. Just a couple weeks while we put in paper work for you to get student accomodation you're eighteen right?" She nods her head

"You're my teacher. Isn't that abbot weird." I nod my head.

"But I'd rather have a few weeks of an odd house mate than know you're still being hurt." She sighs.

"How are we going to get my thins?" She asks.

"I'll drive you home today and help you get your things." She nods.

"Okay."

But the end of the day we get her things with no intervention since her parents were out of the house when we got there.

I become rather nervous as I take her to my place. I stop on the way to get some take out. We arrive at my house and I hear her whisper a small 'wow'. My house isn't anything fancy but after seeing the state of her house, I understand her amazement.

I park the car in the garage and it's not long before I hear Johnny running toward the garage door leading to the house.

"Hey dad!" He calls out as he sees me. I smile. Casey looks at me confused as she looks between the two of us. That's when Johnny sees we have a guest. He walks up to her with his hand outstretched.

"I'm Johnny Tyson. It's nice to meet you." I see a small smile creeping up into her features as she looks at my son. She shakes his hand.

"I'm Casey Myers." She introduces.

"So, how do you know my dad?" He asks.

"Work." I state simply. He nods and walks time taking the food from my hands and runs inside.

"You have a kid ha?" I blush and nod at her teasing tone.

"Yeah, he's a good kid. Turning ten this year." She turns time quite surprised.

"And just how old are you Mr Tyson?" She asks, still that teasing tone. I can't help but smile. She seems to be relaxing.

"I'm twenty-seven this year." I state. She nods her head and purses her lips.

"So I'm guessing as a teen you didn't know what a condom was." I look at her shocked but give a little chuckle.

"Maybe I didn't." She smirks.

"Well I hope you do now. Or I might have to explain some sex Ed." She says with a more sexual tone in her voice that shocked me as she walks into the house leaving me stunned.

I follow her behind and walk into the kitchen where Johnny has started to set the table. I smile and walk to him giving her a kiss on the forehead and ruffling his light brown hair that he gets from me.

"Thanks for setting the table Johnny." He smiles up at me and sits down to eat.

"I don't want to be awkward but, should I call you by your first name so your son doesn't catch on?" I ask.

I smile. "I wouldn't be surprised if he has already. He's a smart boy but yeah, if you'll be here for a few weeks you may as well start calling me Jack." She nods and smiles. Both of us walking to the table.

It's later in the night and Johnny is in bed. I'm marking essays on my tablet while she sits next time on the couch. I watch as she starts to lean against me. My heart beat getting faster every time she gets closer. I can't help but give a soft laugh when she hides her head in my chest from the movie she put on. I wrap my arm around the side of her.

"You don't really do week with scary movies." I say. She laughs slightly and looks up at me. She's so close so me right now I full. My eyes flickering to her lips.

"I suppose I'm not." She says softly as she watches me her eyes roaming my face. As though she's looking for a sign. She places her hand over my rising and falling chest.

"Wow, your heart is going crazy." She says softly as she looks at me.

"It's been beating this fast since you walked into my life." I didn't think before speaking but once it was said there was no taking it back. She looks at me shocked. Her eyes are filled with an immense amount of emotions.

"How? Why?" She asks.

"How? That's early because you're everything I want and you're absolutely perfect. Why? Because I'm falling in love with you." I say. My heart is still beating uncontrollably but I do not miss one beat in what I need to say. As smooth and as calm as the sea without wind.

"You're falling in love with me?" She asks. I just nod.

"Why? Why do you have to be in love with me? Why can't you be in love with someone else?" She asks. I look at her confused from the tone in her voice.

"You don't get to choose who you fall for." I say. She is looking down now so I lift her chin up with my hand.

"You can't run from this. You have to accept that someone actually cares about you and that you are loved." Her tears well up as she throws her arms around my neck, hugging me with her head on my shoulder.

After sometime she leans her head off my shoulder. Her arms still around my neck she looks at me in silence fora few minutes.

"Can you do something for me?" She asks.

I was ready for can you take me home or anything along those lines but what she asked of me was harder than I thought. It required forgetting about duty of care and that I was her teacher and that it is illegal. The easiest but hardest decision of my life.

"What is it?" I ask. She licks her lips lightly.

"Kiss me?" I look at her shocked. A hundred things going on in my mind and I watch as she sits nervously waiting for me to accept or reject her. I sigh and give a small smile her way before cupping her cheek with my hand and pressing my lips to her soft plump ones. Her hands tug at the small of my hair as I deepen the kiss, taking the lead straight away.

I find myself sitting on the couch, my hands roaming from her hip to her arms and back up her back as she straddles me and we kiss. The sensation is like nothing else I have experienced. A warmth and tingling feeling almost like I'm high. In the midst of it all, my top becomes unbuttoned and hers comes off her. She's grinding against me as we kiss which is making it all the kit difficult to control myself.

I break from the kiss. Her lips are so swollen I can't help but kiss them again, just a short kiss. I smile at her.

"Where is this leading?" I ask her. She bites her lip and leans more against me. I moan and tighten my grip on her arse.

"Well, where do you want this to go." The seductive tone in her voice makes it hard for me to concentrate.

"Right now I want a lot of dirty things to happen. That include you me and my bed. But I want to know what you want as a whole. Even after whatever happens tonight. I want to be with you. I want a relationship. But what do you want." She sighs and runs her hands up my chest.

"I want you. I want to be with you and I don't know how that will work but I don't care about thy right now." I smile and kiss her cheek.

"So you'll be my girlfriend?" I ask. She smiles and nods. I press my lips against hers again. When we break she smirks at me.

"So, about that dirty thing you want that includes you me and a bed?" She asks, I chuckle hearing the implications in her voice to take her to my room. I stand up with her legs around my waist I walk my way tommy room and lay her down under me. I kiss down her body and unclip her bra as I kiss down her abdomen and back up, reading her nipple I suck on them each until both are hard and she's morning. I make my way back down and pull of her

Skinny jeans and kickers at once. Before I even have a chance to do anything she sits up slightly and unbuckled my belt, taking off my pants and my briefs. I lay her back down, kissing her lips as I ready myself. She arcs her back as I enter and digs her nails slightly into my back making me moan. She hides her head in the crook of my neck as I keep my pace.