3.You look 19...

When coming for this job, Vanessa hadn't really expected that the pupils she was going to be taking were 12th graders.

She had chosen a short knee-length wine coloured pencil skirt, and a simple cotton lycra white turtleneck top. What she wore was simple and decent.

The top was tight fitted, and it highlighted her perfectly full breasts, and the pencil skirt also played its part in highlighting her slim waist and gave her hips enough room to display themselves. She was going to wear heels, but felt like it would be too much, so instead she went for a black flat shoe.

She thought of curling her hair, but then decided to just straighten it instead, so she straightened her red hair and decided to let it fall and not tie it up.

She looked in her mirror and was satisfied with what she saw.

What she hadn't noticed was that she looked too perfect, she looked at least six years younger..

***

As she stepped into the class, all eyes were on her, mouths were opened down, some were drooling.

"Holy sh*t!!" A student said, an exclamation that deeply shocked Vanessa. But she was yet to see anything.

"Ladies and gentlemen, meet you new Violinist, Miss Vanessa Jordan" There was no response, just eyes of students that where seriously checking out Vanessa. "Miss Jordan, you want to say something?" Sanders says, throwing the ball in Vanessa's court.

" Hmm... Hi guys, My name is Vanessa Jordan and..." 

"wow her voice, she's a supermodel with a super sweet voice" A boy said loud enough for Vanessa to hear, and the comment made her blush.

"I will be the one taking you guys in the violin classes, and I really hope we all get along very well thank you." She concluded for she didn't have anything else to say.

But even though what she said wasn't something extravagant, most of the boys were smiling stupidly just hearing her speak, making the girls who had boyfriends in the class really jealous.

"does anyone have any question for Miss Jordan?" Sanders asks, ready to leave the classroom of the crazies. A boy raised his hands. "yes, Mr Peterson?" 

"How old are you? because personally I would say 19 or tops 20. So how Old are you that you are our teacher?" 

"Mr Peterson, that is a personal information and you don't need to know that!!" Sanders replied firmly. 

"but I think we have the right to know, I mean she looks like she is just two years older than us, and we are supposed to accept her as our teacher??" He questioned again.

"Mr Peterson, I will advice you take your seat this instant or else, I will..."

"Twenty-six, I am twenty-six," Vanessa interrupts the woman.

"and although I am very grateful that you think I look young enough to be labeled 19 or 20, the truth is that I am twenty-six years old. I hope that answers your question." She says calmly and it only made the students even more eager to know more about her.

She was 26 already, but she could definitely wear a uniform and act as a 19 year old student. She just looked so young.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" another student asked.

"Mr Brooks!! that is non of your..."

"yes I do..." Vanessa says before the principal could finish her sentence. The boys were not really happy to here this, but the girls were filled with joy. For some reason, they felt threatened by her. So she had a boyfriend, good for them. Their boyfriends were safe. But then another boy asks.

"if you ever break up with him, I mean just in case it ever happens, will you consider dating a younger guy"

"Mr Wells!!" Sanders almost yelled her lungs out. But Vanessa seemed to be enjoying the attention because once again, she calmly answers the question..

"well I don't think I will be breaking up anytime soon" She replies firmly, but with a sincere smile...

"just in case, it's just a case of what if. Will you consider it?" Wells asks again, making the girl in front of him who seemed to be his girlfriend tug his shirt. "what's your problem Kelvin, that's enough, cut it out." She was getting really jealous but the boy 'kelvin' just dusts her hands from his shirt and faces Vanessa once again, expecting an answer.

"well since it's a case of 'what if', I would say I don't really know, I'm not really sure if I would date a younger guy. But I also believe that anything can happen. In life, anything is possible. But also I don't see myself breaking up with my boyfriend anytime in the near future" She said conclusively.

The boys liked her answer. She said anything was possible, that means they had a chance... They just had to pray really hard that her current boyfriend got struck by lightning, of got hit by a bus. And then they had a clear chance.

***

Mark was in his office, going through some papers, his office door opened and a lady walks in.

When he told Vanessa that it was his co-worker that was talking over the phone, he wasn't actually lying. This was Ashley Sullivan, as he had said, she was his co-worker, but he had left out a tiny bit of important detail, she was also his lover for over two years now.

Ashley was a beautiful blonde haired young lady. She was twenty-five years old. She had a very sharp pointed nose, and Beautiful blue eyes. Maybe that was what Mark fell for. It was actually very hard to look into those brilliant blue eyes, and not be immersed in them.

Vanessa had even bumped into her one or two times when she came to visit Mark in the office.

She goes over to the table with a cup of coffee in her hand.

"A coffee for your hard work" she says as she carefully places the cup on the table, then works over to him, spins his seat to face her and places a kiss on his lips.

"Miss, this is an office, and such acts are not allowed in an office" He says teasingly kissing her, then pulling her to make her sit on his lap.

"Well Mister., haven't you heard that the best kind of romance is an office romance huh?" She says as she crushes her lips on his, using her tongue to playfully explore his mouth...

BEEP.. BEEP.. BEEP.. BEEP..

The the sound of Marks phone was echoed in the office, he tries breaking the kiss to see who the caller was, but she pulls him back. And kisses him till the phone stops ringing.

But then the phone rings again, and this time, he breaks the kiss, much to the frustration of Ashley.

He picks up the phone, and the caller ID was 'My lovely Van'. Seeing the name of Vanessa made Ashley angry, she stands up from his lap, and was about to leave but he holds onto her wrist, and still picks up the call.

"Hey, Van, I was just going to call you. How was your first day at work?" He asked... His question only made Ashley angrier, so she forcefully frees herself from his grip, but he signals her to give him minute, and she just rolls her eyes grudgingly, and sits down in front of him.

"My day is great, and I know you're really busy, so I'm not going to waste your time now because I have a lot of things I want to tell you. So how about we go on a date this evening, and I can tell you all about it. It's been a while since we've been on a date,"

Mark's phone was not on speaker but Ashley could clearly here what Vanessa was saying to him.

"Alright I'll meet you at our regular spot by 8. Is that okay?"

" Yes 8pm will do."

"Alright then I'll leave you to your work now... See you soon, Love you..." Vanessa happily said as she hung up.

While Ashley was throwing death glares at Mark.