His Student (Her Student Sequel) {Weekly Updates}

Chapter 4

I swallowed hard, nerves bubbling in my stomach. "Why do you want me to go in there?"

He looked at me like I was crazy as if the reason was so obvious. 

"This is why." He wagged a finger at my breast area. I looked down at my boobs and then back up at him in confusion. 

"My boobs?" I asked, cradling them defensively. Not coco and channel! 

"No, this." He pointed at my chest again. "Your tie?" 

"What tie?"

"Exactly, you don't have one! Don't you know the school's uniform rules?" 

I thought the tie was optional, no one told me it was mandatory. I shook my head. "No, I'm new to the school." 

"Well new or not, you should have known the school rules before you got here." Alright grumpy pants, don't get your knickers in a twist. 

"Well obviously, I left my old school in a hurry." I folded my arms in a huff, unintentionally knocking coco and channel. 

Mr. Richard's eyebrows creased in the middle and he rubbed his chin suspiciously. "Why is that?" 

Whoops, there goes my big mouth. Change the subject. 

"Um...what was that you wanted me to look for? A tie?" I scurried past him into the storage closet. 

I flicked on the light switch and it was as if I were seeing the storage room for the first time. There was clutter and dust everywhere and everything seemed to be next to everything. The files were touching the supplies which were touching the sports equipment. 

I find the box of spare uniform clothes in the corner and rummage through it until I find a tie. "Found it!"I chirped, looking back at Mr.Richards. 

His eyes didn't meet mine, instead, he kept those deep dark eyes of his firmly fixated on my ass. I looked down to find that the hem of my black school skirt had flipped up when I'd bent over, my bright pink panties on full display. 

Embarrassed, I quickly brush my skirt back down and click my fingers to get his attention. 

"Hm?" His eyes fluttered up to meet mine eventually. Damn, he was really in a trance. Maybe he was attracted to me...

"I said I found a tie," I repeated myself.

 "Good." He nodded. "Now, put it on."

"Sure...oh." I hold the long strip of silky fabric away from me like it was a foreign object. I had no idea what to do with this thing. We never wore school uniforms in my previous school, we'd wore our own clothes.

"Don't tell me you don't know how to put on a tie." 

I shrugged sheepishly causing him to sigh. He stalked into the closet and closed the door behind him. 

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A/N: 

Okay, I think we need to talk. We need to have a conversation about Mr. Richard's first name and what it should be. Write in the comments what you think Mr. Richard's first name should be, the best idea gets their chosen name in the story!

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