this will be new short series featuring the story line of mr mendes, hope you all enjoy xx - much love

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His cologne filled the warm air that circled through the classroom. He was not here, although his presence was. Maggie ran her soft fingers over each desk, feeling the cold wooden desk tickle her senses. She wasn't sure what she was doing here, here in the very room where it all happened. She scanned through the  empty room, before her gaze caught the sight of her desk, the desk she had worked on for the past year. It was positioned half way from the front of the room, perfect in line from the front desk.

She bit down onto her lower lip harshly as she walked up to her desk. The nerves and anticipation flooded back through her mind just at the sight of her school desk. She felt funny knowing how much her life had changed since the start of the year...

Her, shy introverted self.

But she had changed, oh how she had changed so drastically. One would never imagine the thought of just one sudden change in a girl's life that could cause her to become a new person.

She seated herself at the desk, her legs tightly crossed together as her arms laid gently on the desk in front of her, her hands clasped together. A small smile appeared on her lips knowing she had found a sense of peace. A place of pure comfort.

It wasn't at school, it wasn't at home, it was with him.

"How?" She muttered to herself, her thoughts flooding her mind.

And within that moment of doubt, she heard a turn of the door handle. She tried to brace herself for what she would have to encounter.

The headmaster? Her friend? Anyone?

Her eyes shut in a moment of panic, afraid of what she would have to see. She heard the door fly open followed by an abrupt shut. Her thoughts ran wild as her eyes remained shut for a brief second. She found the courage to open her eyes, letting the light colour her vision.

"Elle?" His voice spoke, the familiarity of his tone filled her ears.

"Shawn?" She said confused.

"Shh." He whispered, tip toeing towards her.

She kept her lips tightly shut although her small giggles tried to escape past the safety of her mouth.

Shawn couldn't hold back his smile any longer, he was destined to give in to his happiness. He gave a sweet genuine smile to her, the thrill and joy in his eyes caused her to crumble inside.

"How are you?" He asked her, continuing to walk up to her.

"I'm good." She replied, her pearly white teeth revealing themselves.

Shawn adjusted his collared shirt, fiddling with the seam of the material for he was in the presence of a beautiful girl. She sat in front of him, completely content and happy. Her smile lit up the room, sending Shawn over the edge with happiness.

Her eyes trailed over the slight opening found on his work shirt, his muscular chest disclosing itself. Her mouth dropped as so did her heart at the sudden thud of the table. A brief second of disbelief caught her, before she was able to recollect what happened.

"Owe!" Shawn yelled, trying to control his yell.

Shawn bent over with both his hands covering his left knee, clearly appearing in pain. Both his cheeks had turned a dark shade of red, his face appearing to look uncomfortable.

"Are you okay?" Maggie hesitantly asked him.

"... Yes, I'm fine. Just a little clumsy." He stated, silently chuckling to himself.

He slowly stood up properly, stretching his legs gradually. He ran his hand through his chocolate curls before casting his attention back to Maggie. He shot her a reassuring smile, that same damn smile that made her melt every time.

They simply couldn't keep their eyes off each other. It was like a scene from a movie where two young lovers hadn't seen each other in what felt like forever. The desperation they both felt was something utterly spectacular, they craved each other's love and affection.

"Trying to get my attention Mendes?" Maggie joked, crossing her arms playfully.

"In the most absurd ways!" He laughed as he lent in to her face.

Shawn lips gently grazed over hers, teasing her. Her hand found its way to the back of his neck, pulling him closer than ever. They shut their eyes as they embraced the kiss, their lips connected.

"...Ba...be." He moaned under her touch.

Maggie opened her mouth, allowing him to access. His tongue roamed around hers, playfully licking and teasing her. Soft whimpers replaced the silent classroom. Her other hand felt around for the opening in his shirt, tugging at the buttons. She pulled his shirt apart, planting her hand across his chest. She felt the repetitive beats of his heart, vibrating onto her hand. She broke the kiss as she began planting kisses down his neck, she sucked and licked his tender neck, leaving a hickey now and then. He lent his head back slightly, allowing Maggie more access.

"...You... taste...so....good." She murmured, continuing to kiss him.

"Don't stop." He whispered.

But she did.

"Honey?" He said, with a concerned voice.

"Shh! There's someone coming!!" She whispered.

They quickly broke apart of the kiss, fixing their clothes and hair in a hurry. The footsteps only got louder with each moment that passed. Maggie felt her heart soar into a frenzy of panic, she had no excuse to give to whoever this person was.

The door flew open with a sudden rush, and there stood the headmaster, Mr Owen. His face went from a concerned look to a look of distress. His jaw dropped at the sight of Maggie and Shawn, his eyes travelling between them both.

"Mr Mendes!" He shrieked, followed by the loud bang of the door.

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"Maggie... Maggie..."

"Maggie... wake up!" A faint voice spoke.

Darkness covered Maggie's eyes until a harsh thud pushed her awake. Confused, she opened her eyes to the harsh light and familiar faces of her classmates.

"I see you've stayed on task young lady." Mr Mendes stated, laughing aloud.

Maggie turned towards the front of the room, noticing Mr Mendes standing beside the whiteboard laughing.

"What?" Maggie questioned, looking around the room at the several laughing faces.

"Try not to sleep during class Maggie!" Mr Mendes replied, before turning back to the whiteboard to write.

Embarrassed, she covered her red cheeks with her hands. Before she tried to remember what had just happened.

"... yes i'm fine, i'm just a little clumsy."

Her eyebrows furrowed on her forehead, confusion consuming her every thought.

"I hope you were dreaming of Mr Hottie up there!" Vanessa said, motioning her gaze to Mr Mendes and then back to Maggie.