Chapter 2

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Chapter 2.

I drove along the same road that I nearly hit the cat yesterday and remembered my first encounter with Ryan. We'd stayed a good three hours after school looking at the atlas and at least two and a half of those hours we spent arguing, that man was driving me insane. At the end of three hours he told me he'd had enough of me and to go home, so I did, considering I was only meant to be there for an hour. He was insanely hot there was no avoiding it, I was attracted to him. Whenever he'd point to a country I would find myself distracted by thoughts of what his big, strong hands could do to me. Obviously those thoughts would make me blush and he'd smirk at me. Ryan Edge. A loud car horn pulled me away from my mind a black car was overtaking me and I recognised the car, thinking of the devil, Ryan. I noticed his smirk, he'd clearly seen my jump then I stuck my middle finger up at him and put my foot down on the peddle so that he wouldn't be able to complete his over take. I grinned smugly at him and he returned it with a look of amusement speeding up slightly so I sped up too. He wound his window down and motioned for me to do mine so I did curious as to what he had to say. 

"Drag races are illegal Miss Diamond... Besides you'd never win." He winked. 

"I was never one for rules." I shrugged as if it was no big deal. "Kiss my ass Mr Cocky." I winked at him as he did me then I pressed my foot to the floor and jerked back in my seat as the car took off. I'd already noticed the car on the other side of the road which he was on. 

"SHIT!" I heard him yell followed by types screeching I looked in my rear-view mirror and watch him pull in behind me. I laughed and stuck my middle finger back at him from my window.

"You've got skill Miss Diamond, definitely sneaky." Ryan's deep and slightly seductive voice spoke from behind me as I grabbed my bag from the passenger seat, I could almost guarantee my tiny little thong was on show. Leaning over in a skirt probably not the best thing to do, I grabbed my bag and straightened up by the way his eyes ran back up my body I was certain he'd been checking me out. Inappropriate for a teacher but I wasn't going to complain. What's wrong with a little bit of teasing? Nothing when you're me. He wasn't getting anything from me, some may call me a priss but I just have standards that nobody had reached yet.  

"I prefer observant." I hit back as I shut my car door. "What upset that you lost to a girl?" I pouted. I took in his smarter outfit that he wasn't wearing yesterday. It consisted of smart black trousers, a white dress shirt with a black tie. 

"I could beat you any day little girl. I'm impressed though, girls usually aren't as... Involved as you. They prefer to stand on the side and watch. Just like those girls over there." He nodded his head to over my shoulder and I peered over casually a bunch of girls had gathered and were giggling as I turned back I realised the giggling was due to Ryan sending them a dazzling smile and a small wave I took a second to admire how good he looked dressed as a teacher... a teacher which means I shouldn't be admiring him... 

"See something you like?" His cheeky comment pulled me out of my thoughts, he sure didn't act like a teacher... At least not to me last night and this morning had showed that. 

"Just noticing that you're dressed appropriately today. How come you were so casual yesterday?" I asked curiously also avoiding the fact that I was indeed checking out a teacher. Maybe for once in my life I should stick to some rules and not flirt with him. 

"Trial day yesterday, just to get grips with TCD. I passed the test and here I am." 

"And why pick TCD to teach at?" 

"I like a challenge Miss Diamond." He smirked and it felt as though he was talking about more than just TCD. "Anyway I have a class to teach, see you later Sofia." With that he strolled off, as soon as he approached the girls they gathered around him I watched amused. He turned back for a second and met my eyes rolling his and a smirk slipped onto my face.

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