Chapter 3: Solid Burn, Returned

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(Y/N) walked down the hall, slightly shaking. She knocked on the door.

"Come in."

She heard him yell from inside. She deeply inhaled, and put on a straight face. As soon as she walked in his eyes fell on her perfect figure. She walked with confidence. Not letting her thoughts interrupt her, she sat down right in front of his desk and pulled out her book. She could feel his aura surround her. She looked up and found him hovered over her desk, scanning her homework.

"Number 2 is wrong love." He said still looking at the piece of paper.

(Y/N) smiled. Knowing what he was trying to do. He wasn't getting to her.

"Isn't that why I'm here." She spat.

He slowly turned his head toward her. He looked at her in disbelief. He had never seen this side of her. If it was another girl they would already be making out.

"Hmph. I guess it is."

He explained why she got it wrong and they worked the rest of the time. Strictly math, she made sure. Here and there he would attempt to  move his hand towards her thigh. She instantly shifted uncomfortably. He was shocked. He wanted to know more about her. The fact that she didn't want him back was killing him.

"Thank you, sir." She said and bowed.

"Of course, you have surprisingly improved greatly within 1 hour. That's impressive. I think all you need is deeper explanation of how to do a problem...and you should be good. You are a very smart girl, (Y/N). I expect an average of B's from the look of your improvement here on out, yes?"

"I expect a deeper explanation in class...yes?" She cocked her eyebrows. Then walked out, leaving him dumbfounded.
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As soon as she got home she plopped right on her bed. Ding. She picked up her phone and opened messages.

Lisa: Hey girly, wanna come to the club tonight?

(Y/N): Idk girl, what would I wear?

Lisa: Oh please, I've seen your closet. Besides you could pull off anything. Face it (Y/N) you have no excuse, you're not getting out of this one that easy. I'll pick you up at 8pm😘.

Can't wait.

It's not that (Y/N) doesn't enjoy going to the bar. It's the people. Who knows who she will see..






This was fun to write..sorry if they are too short.

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