Misbehaved

by Charleigh Rose

“I’m going to hell for this,” he says. “I’ll follow you down.”

“Well, thanks, but I think I’ll go back to dating fictional characters. Everyone knows boys in books are better.”

I fell in love with a girl who felt like a woman and made me feel like a man instead of a ghost. I fell in love, at the beginning with an idea, in the middle with her curves, and in the end, with the whole package. I fell in love with my student, and now I am standing here, asking her to sin. Asking her to do the thing I would argue against and frown upon. Asking her to love me back.