The week slipped by aggravatingly slow, everything from grading to lecturing to even responding to emails seemed like a chore clogging his list of things to do.
It was his off period, finally, as Masterson slumped into his chair massaging the bridge of his nose. The tension in his shoulders and back only seemed to build as he sucked in a breath.
His mind was racing and his brain never seemed to shut off. At least when he wasn't around her. That fucking girl.
Jada.
His thoughts slipped to the back of his mind to her house, watching her as she clung to him in the pool. Her face and eyes were imprinted in his mind and he couldn't seem to shake the idea of her.
Her cobalt eyes and freckle covered nose and her body. Something he yearned for night and day, longing for the soft touch of her waist against his palm and the feeling of her thigh against his fingertips.
It could drive him insane. In college you could say he was that typical asshole to hook up with a girl and never speak to her again. It's college what more was there to do.
But he felt differently towards Jada. Something more than just his dick wanted to just be around her and look at her all the time. She was his eye candy. Something that he could turn to for comfort.
As Masterson saturated in the thought of her, his laptop pinged. Peering through his eyelids, he watched as the notification popped up on his screen.
jennet.myers@gmail.com
ACADEMIC BOARDMEETING FOR THE FOLLOWING STUDENT: McPhearson, Jada
Hey Stephen, do you mind sitting in on a meeting for Jada in about ten minutes. Her other teachers will be present. Thanks.
"Fuck." Masterson mumbled, typing out a response on his keyboard. Did Jada tell her what we did?
stephen.masterson02@gmail.com
I'll be there shortly
Standing from his chair, he pocketed his phone and keys, sliding his laptop under his arm before hurrying down the halls.
His veins pumped with anxiety and his nerves shook like an earthquake. Was he going to be outed for hanging out with a student outside of school? Is this when he loses his job because a cute girl took interest in him?
Rushing into the counselors office he darted around corners before twisting the knob of the boardroom.
His eyes fell upon the six other teachers sitting along the table as well as Pearl Polanski. Jada sat anxiously on the other side of the table, her head titled down and a look of displeasure written across her face.
The two locked eyes for a brief second as Jada seemed to brighten as her eyes fell on Masterson.
"Mr. Masterson, thank you for joining us on such short notice." Jennet greeted. Taking a seat across from Jada, Masterson grinned, placing his laptop on the table.
"We're just meeting with Jada to talk about her time back in school, how's she doing, what is she struggling with, just basic things for the new year."
His body seemed to relax almost instantly as Masterson sighed with relief.
"So, Coach Polanski as you were saying.." Jennet motioned towards Pearl.
"I see no issue with Jada. She's a wonderful girl, an even better cheerleader. What more could you ask." Pearl grinned as her thick southern accent became apparent as she spoke.
Masterson glanced to Jada every couple of seconds as her gaze seemed to be buried under the table, picking at her fingers. He watched as she swayed in her chair slightly.
