~Warning: Light smut~
Dear Diary,
Today was my first day at a new school. I can already tell that I'm going to hate it here. I like my classes and teachers but all the students are surprisingly just like in the movies. The school is really small, so all the girls are friends, and all the boys are friends, and they're all the same. Anyway enough complaining! I only have one period left for the day! Sadly it's gym but maybe it will be fun! Anyway, it should go I don't want to be late for gym class.
I get off the bathroom floor and I head into the gym passing all the other girls as they start to talk about me. I look around for the teacher and I walk to his office off to the side of the gym. "Mr. Smith?" I knock softly.
"What?" A booming voice comes out of the office.
"I'm the new student, y/n yl/n," I say walking in the office seeing him stand up. "Oh god he's tall," I thought to myself. He looks down at his clipboard.
"y/n... Ah yes y/n! You're the new defenceman on the fuckin girl's hockey team?" He looks up his hazel eyes looking right at my e/c eyes.
"oh uh yes, yes I am" I smile up at him.
"Well welcome to the fuckin team!" His voice got louder and louder with every word. "In honor of you joining the team, let's play some fuckin hockey!" I was a little shocked that he swore in front of me, as a student, but it wasn't much of a big deal maybe it was just a slip? I walk out to the gym and he follows me out. He blows his whistle and it causes me to jump a bit. "Alright everyone line the fuck up!" I get on the line and I look up at him again and I see him looking at me with a smirk on his face then he suddenly looks down at his clipboard as everyone comes to line up and he starts calling out names for attendance. "Y/N?" He looks up right at me.
"Here." I say a bit softly and see him smirk again then he looks down.
"Alright, boys grab the hockey equipment, and let's get this game fuckin started!" He says very loudly his voice booming making it echo around the gym and he walks to the side putting his things down on the bleachers. "How about we do girls against boys? That will be a fuckin treat."
As we start the game I watch some of the girls guessing which ones are on the team by the way they stand. Coach Smith is walking up and down the gym yelling at everyone to try fuckin harder and stop being such pussys.
I won't lie I find his voice very attractive. It's deep but smooth but harsh at the same time. He is definitely a man and that alone is very hot. Whenever he talked I was mesmerized by his lips "Y/N! You're in." I get pulled from my thoughts. I nod and jump up and go to the middle of the gym for the face-off.
Mr. Smith comes up to me and smiles at me as he drops the ball and I immediately get control of it and quickly score a goal and I smile jumping a little as everyone else stares at me then the bell rings and school is over. I stay behind, as everyone else goes to change, and help Mr. Smith put the equipment away. "You know you're really fuckin good, I can tell."
"Oh thank you, did you play?" I ask looking at him seeing he was already looking at me.
"I didn't really play I just watched it on the TV." He nodded and then went back to putting things away. "So why the hell did you choose to come to this school?" I could feel his gaze moving over my body as I went back to putting things away.
"My parents just moved here for work we used to live out in Califonia." I smile to myself thinking of memories from then. "But it's only for my senior year here so it won't be too bad, I hope"
"I don't think you'd have any issues here but, how long did you live in California?" he asks having a change in his tone.
"For all of my 18 years! I've lived in the same place my whole life." He smirks and starts to walk to me and I turn around as he pushes me against the wall, lifting me a bit. He kisses me softly holding onto my ass with his big hands.
"God I've been wanting to fuckin do that all day long baby girl." He says as I wrap my legs around him feeling him grow through his sweat pants. I've ever only been with one boy, it wasn't the best, but ever since then, I've always dreamed of what it would be like to be with a man and I think this is my chance.
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