teachers pet

chapter 1

i enter school with a large cup of coffee in my hand, this better keep me awake throughout the day.
i glance down at my new timetable and see i have chemistry first. i groan loudly, resigned to the worst, and turn around and head towards the stairs.

Room 56, two floors up, i walk blindly up the stairs looking down at my sheet of paper wondering who professor Adams could possibly be. he must be new, it's not a familiar name.

i'm the first one here, 10 minutes early, the bell hasn't even rang yet.
i throw my bag down and settled down on a chair right outside his classroom.
5 minutes go by, i pull out my phone to casually scroll through instagram.
another 5 minutes go by but the bell still hasn't rang

'excuse me young lady no devices out in school please.' impulsively i jumped up at the surprise of a male teachers voice.

my eyes gazed up at his face
his chiselled jawline,
his dark black hair,
his deep brown eyes,
his tan skin,
by instinct i look slightly down to see his skin tight baby blue top, paired with a piercing blue tie, his shirt was sticking to every inch of his body i could see his muscular figure. his clearly defined arms looked incredible in that shirt.

'are you not going to enter?'
as he motions his hand towards the classroom
'oh, yes of course' i mutter
as he smirks and sits down at his desk.

we are the only two in the classroom
the tension is thick enough to bite.
i begin unloading my bag when he looks up at me,
i stare right back
there's something about him that makes me so alluring to him.
'you dropped this' he says as he hands me my pen.
his hands brush up against mine as i reach out and grab the pen.
i can't help but notice his hands and how much i want them all over my body.

i shake this thought off as my classmates pile into the classroom.
come off it , you've know the man 30 seconds and your already thinking about what he's like in bed.
not to mention he's 19 years older than you.

but he's so irresistible.
he's. a. teacher. the other half of my brain chirps in.
it's not as if he would have an interest in you anyways.

but there's something about the way he looked at you.

shut up. just shut up.