Corrupting The Bad Boy

Thea Rodriguez 2

"D-do you have a boyfriend, Miss Thea?" A student asks making me sigh internally for what felt like the 100th time.

"Let's leave my love life alone and focus on you kids shall we?" Without waiting for their reply I continue, "Now tell me honestly a chapter that scares you."

"Probability" "Derivatives" "Integrals"

I nod and pick up the book from my dark-colored table. "No worries. Now listen carefully," I say looking at the students, their attention solely on me.

"I will start each chapter from scratch to help you make a base and if the basics are clear trust me you won't be having any problems in the further exercises. So listen to what I say and practice the same thing at home."

The students all nod and I start with Integrals.

After clearing the doubts of some students who stayed behind to ask them I pick up my things and start to head for the cafeteria.

"Hey! Thea!" I barely controlled my eye roll but slowed my speed a little nonetheless.

"Hey, John" I pass a smile while he falls in step with me.

"You heading to the cafeteria?" He asks, I almost missed the blush coating his cheeks. Almost because I hardly miss anything.

"Yep. Join me?" I asked what he wanted me to ask.

"S-sure." He smiles. I'd be lying if I said John's not handsome. I bet girls swoon over him in classes. He has that rough look going on, his face clean-shaven, with olive skin and a head full of blond curls while he stands at a height around 5'9.

But he's not it.

Just as we enter the cafeteria falls silent and I again barely contain my eye roll. These things don't even amaze me anymore.

Just as I take a step forward my eyes fall on that little devil. He was sitting at the biggest table in the cafeteria, surrounded by people, both girls, and boys. A girl even sitting on his lap while his hands rested on her waist.

Although I only looked at him for a millisecond, I noticed everything. How his eyes widened, how just for a split second his bad-boy persona flew out of the window, how his breath hitched in his throat.

How, just like this morning, he tried to look unaffected.

We get food from the cafeteria and I settle on a burger and some fries. "So, you just moved here?" John asks as we take a seat on the far corner of the room, breaking me from my thoughts.

"Yeah from Illinois." I say and look behind John for a split second only to lock my eyes with the green pair.

He was honestly beautiful, with a head full of short dark brown hair, messily styled. Broad shoulders, built body, no doubt from playing soccer.

And those pink lips.

Fuck I wanna spank him so bad for even getting me to think like this about him. And that too in school.

Mentally shaking my head I come down to earth and half-listen to what John was saying. The conversation carries on for a while then the bell rings indicating the lunch is over.

The rest of the day passes in a haze. Boring even.

I was sitting in an empty class grading some papers when the door burst open and two horny teenagers stumble inside without even looking around the room.

I sigh and shake my head. "OUT."

Startled, they quickly come down to earth, their faces red with embarrassment. "Zach, Kylie, I get your hormones must be all over the place in your age but at least have the decency to look around the room before you burst into it."

"S-so sorry Miss Rodriguez." Kylie whispers and sprints out of the room without once looking at Zach.

"U-um Sorry?" Zach gives me a half-ass apology while rubbing his neck.

"Sit." I order, gesturing towards the chair in front of me.

He quietly sits down leaning back on the chair sloppily.

"I was just checking your class's grades, and I couldn't help but notice you had the lowest marks in the class in this subject."

When he doesn't reply I ask another question, "You play soccer?" Crossing my arms, I lean back myself.

He nods. His eyes following my movements.

"Then you must know that you have to score at least average marks in every subject to keep playing it, that includes Maths too." I say.

He frowns, "Are you threatening me with something, Miss Rodriguez?"

My fingers unconsciously tighten against my arm.

A smirk appears on my lips as I casually rest my elbows on the table. "I am just letting you know, you taking it as a threat is not on me."

I sigh softly, "Look Zach, you won't be able to play soccer if you don't pass in all classes."

His eyes held sadness for just a second, and then he were back to being blank, but it was enough for me. "Alright, first tell me, did you understand anything in today's class?" I ask

He nods slowly.

"Do you feel comfortable with my teaching methods or should I change something?"

"I like your method, I understood everything you taught me today." He answers.

"Then what's the problem?" I ask, noticing his nervousness.

"I am worried about what the previous teacher taught me I-I don't understand those chapters." He groans annoyed.

His groaning made me dig my nails in my palm, and my mind wandered to the ways I can get that sound to come out of his mouth.

Stop it. "Okay, that's good." I clear my throat, "I'll cover your previous chapters, don't worry. An extra hour after school for some days will do. However, Zach, it's important that you make a commitment to practicing on your own as well. Merely receiving instruction from me won't be beneficial unless you dedicate time to practicing the concepts on your own."

"I promise, ma'am."

My nails were digging so hard in my palms, and suddenly I wasn't so sure, teaching him privately will be such a good idea.

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I am already on my knees Thea- I mean Mommy. Bahahah

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