The second i get home i walk to my room and flop down on the bed. ~i really just did that.~ I think to myself. Part of me regretted it, the other part didn't. "How was school?" My mom asks while opening my bedroom door. "Fine. N-nobody cared." I reply. "Your throat sounds sore." She says. "Yeah it is." I respond, then clear my throat. "Do you think you're sick?" My mom asks. "Oh no. Im fine." I answer. She smiles then leaves my room.
I roll to my side, my sister walks in. "How was it?" Lucy asks. "Fine, nobody cared." I reply. She smiles then goes to leave. "Hey, wait i wanna talk to you." I say towards her. She walks all the way in and sits at the end of my bed. "Did you tell that g-girl that you like her?" I ask. "No.. not yet im thinking about it though." She answers. I smile. "I-is it pathetic that you're basically my only friend?" I say. Lucy laughs. "Yeah. It is." I laugh back. "What did you wanna talk about?" Lucy asks. "Im not sure.... how was your day?" I reply. "Fine. Yours?" She says. I sigh. "Very weird M-mr Anderson had me su-" i quietly stop myself. She looks at me, confused. ~you fucking dumbass oh my lord..~ "its.. just never mind.." i mumble out. "Had you what?" She asks. I freeze.
"Nothing...forget about it." I reply. We sit in awkward silence for a bit. "I.. i should go see if mom wants help." Lucy says. I smile. "Fuck.." i whisper to myself as she walks out and closes the door behind her. ~she better not snitch..~ i think to myself while flopping down on the bed. My phone vibrates, i quickly pick it up to see a message from my dad. ~god today is chaotic.~
~hi hun. Ive missed you, how are you doing?~ I laugh. ~im fine why do you care? And how did you get my number?~ I text back. He texts back a few seconds later. ~your mom gave it to me. And i just wanted to check in.. don't you miss your dad?~ I don't reply, then block him.
~why would she give him my number?~ I think to myself.
A day later i make sure i have both sheets of homework, although i wanted to leave the one from last night home, knowing i did horrible. I didn't listen to anything he said, i guess i couldn't stop thinking about what he did to me, no, how he pleased me. "Lucy get up." I yell while walking out of my room. She steps out of her room and slimes at me. I smile back.
You know the drill.. we eat yeah yeah yeah im sick of writing that. "Bye mom." I yell while walking outside. I grab a pair of headphones from my backpack and slip them on. I usually never listened to music on the way to school. Until Sara decided to be a bitch. I turn the music as loud as it can go as i quickly walk down the street.
The walk was normal, i didn't see Sara luckily. I turn my music off, my ears start to ring from the sudden silence. I shove the headphones back in my backpack and walk straight towards Mr Andersons class. ~woah.~ I think to myself while looking at Mr Anderson as i walked in the class. He had a man bun in which wasn't normal, yet very attractive.
The rest of school was normal like always.
I walk back into Mr Andersons class. "I like your hair sir." I tell him while closing the door behind me and walking over by his desk. "Thank you sweetheart." He replies. I smile then sit down, already digging the homework out from my backpack. I hand him the homework, he quickly goes over the one from the other day, then the one from last night. He chuckles. "You did fine on this one.. but last nights? You did horrible. Wanna tell me why?" He asks, intimidating me. "I didn't really.. listen to you." I reply while putting my head slightly down. He sighs, then grabs a copy of the homework i did bad on and sets it in front of himself. "Come sit on my lap and redo this." I get up and walk towards him, then sit down on his lap. "How.. how am i gonna do this when i have no clue what the answers are?" I ask. "We're gonna play another game." He says, not exactly answering my question. "What game?" I ask. He places a pencil in front of the paper, and spreads my legs open. "Every question you get wrong, im going to move my fingers faster." He explains as his hand slowly goes down my underwear. "But.. i.. i don't know what most of the answers are.." i mumble out.
"Should have thought about that when you didn't listen, sweetheart." He replies while slowly putting his finger inside me. I grab the pencil, and stare at the first question, trying to think of what the answer is. I don't even know which ones i got right and which ones i got wrong. "I don't know.." i mumble out, becoming stressed. He chuckles, his free hand moving the hair out of my face. I draw inside of the little circle of answer C, hoping my guess was right. "Wrong." Mr Anderson says then moves his finger slightly faster yet still at a slow pace. "Try again." He says. I erase what i drew, and draw inside of my original answer from the other night, A. He nods, and moves his finger at the same pace. I look at the next question for a second and go to guess the answer. Mr Anderson grabs my wrist before i can. "Stop guessing. Actually look at the fucking question." He demands. "How am i supposed to do that? I didn't listen." I quietly reply.
"Just.. think about what answer would make the most sense. Its that easy." He says, his finger slightly starting to move faster. I look at it for a bit, then answer B. It sounded like it made the most sense. He nods. "See? Not so hard." He says. I look at the next question for a bit, shit. None of the answers make sense. I answer B, which in my luck was the one that made the least sense. Mr Anderson adds another finger, and moves them faster. I gasp. "I told you to stop guessing. Does that look like it makes any sense? Hm?" He asks while putting another finger in side me. "N-no sir. It doesn't, but none of them look like they d-do.." i reply, trying not to make noise. He uses his free hand to grab mine. He makes me erase what i answered and colors in answer C. I look at the other question for a bit. Answer A looked like it made the most sense, so i answer A. "Wrong." Mr Anderson says, his finger moves quicker. I erase what I answered, my hand slightly shaking.
I then answer B. He nods. ~5 more questions...~ luckily, the homework he gave me it didn't have that many questions. Usually 7-10. "Can.. can i just finish the rest of it like.. normal?" I ask. He chuckles. "No. This is your punishment, sweetheart." I sigh. "Asshole.." i whisper to myself extremely quietly. "Hm?" He asks leaning closer to me. "I didn't say anything sir." ~shit, he heard me..~ "i know you said something. Say it to my face." I try to ignore him and continue to do the homework. He moves his fingers much faster.
"Isn't it a little early to misbehave? Am i gonna have to spank you again?" He asks. "I called you.. an asshole.." i reply. He sighs. "Are you gonna punish me?" I quietly say. He doesn't reply, making my heart beat faster. I look at the next question and quickly answer B, it made the most sense. He nods.
I answer the rest of the questions, he only had to go faster twice. "You did good." He praises as he pulls his fingers out. I catch my breath, then slowly get of his lap and sit back down in my chair
He sighs. "Ready to go over another bullshit topic.. or.. do you wanna do something else?" He asks, smirking. "And what would that be, Mr Anderson?"
Sorry if this one is a little sloppy (i got this idea first like the whole fingering thing, then decided to write a whole fanfic, so i was excited for this chapter.) Also sorry about slow updates lolz ive been busy.
