I put my head down to hide my face, realizing the embarrassing event that happened last time. The weird feeling persists as I sense an eye staring at me, and I know it's hers.
A knot forms inside my stomach, doubling when I hear a husky voice dominating the whispering tune of the atmosphere. "Ok people! I'm Sandra Bullock but you MUST call me Miss. Bullock," she conveys in a demanding tone, roaming around the area.
The sound of her heels sends chills down my skin. It contemplate me for a toilet break or the possibility of releasing gas. I sit straight to boost my confidence as she continues speaking, "since it was my 1st time to meet all of you--" she said, giving an 'I don't give a Care' look, and I cringe when her eyes land on me for a second.
"Well, maybe not all of you," she mumbles acetonely, then roams around the corner. "We will have the getting to know each other," she says, waving her index and middle fingers. "so I'll go first answering your queries, and then mine also to yours... Start?"
A hand rises near the door, and she allows him to ask, "Uhm... Miss I'm Lance... How old are you? And are you married?" The whole class shows curiosity.
"I'm 29, and I'm not married, from the title MISS a while ago, Lance," she replies, intimidating the class with her authoritative demeanor.
After that question, most of the class raises their hands reluctantly, with weird grins. 'Ewww! Weird faces!' I think to myself.
A boy near the window raises his hand, and Miss Bullock nods, picking him up. "Uhm I-I'm Neil, miss, are you dating someone?" she attempts to answer, but Neil inserts a sub-sub question.
"And If you're not dating someone now, maybe my other question is... When is the last time you dated a guy?" Miss Bullock raises her eyebrows, making faces. "Well... I'm not dating anyone yet... and the last time I dated was last year," she admits, surprising the class.
"But I don't really wanna date a boo guy, to be honest... I'm not a nick-nax random girl," she adds, giving a scowling look. She continues roaming the room with that terror look: like the one who can easily click 'F' on the monitor excel of your grade but I find it so Hot on her.
She stops 2 meters away in front of my seat, leaning on one of the student's chairs. I see how the girl with braces face blushes as Miss Bullock's hip slightly touches the girl's shoulder.
I got scared she'll call me, but she picks Shawn and glances at me. She then immediately looks back as she notices I was staring at her.
Weird?!
Shawn immediately stands smiling like an idiot. "Uhmm Miss Bullock, do you date Men or girls or women or ladies?"
What the hell did I just hear from Shawn?
Shawn glances at me before he sets his stare to Miss Bullock. I look at the Sexy woman who just turns her eyes away from me going to Shawn, who's on my side. Miss Bullock narrows her eyebrows and clears her throat. "Ok, another question regarding school," she says, turning her eyes away from our area.
Everyone puts their hands down while I look out the window and then at the ceiling. My eyes find our teacher's face, and I wonder why she's the one appearing in front of this class as our teacher. Like among all women out here? Of all campuses that exist... Why here?? And why her? Is this a joke?
I mean it, like... I feel weird towards her. I like it in some way, but it scares me too in a circumstance that I can't put my fingers on it. I look at the door, wanting to run out from here or from her as soon as possible. But there's no way I can because I'm stuck, and she intimidates me. I can't show it, though. I won't let it show.
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Teasing Miss Bullock (TeacherxStudent/gxg)
FanfictionIn the halls of Carson Seniors High School, where secrets lurk behind every locker door, Novel Fernandez, a 19-year-old with a knack for mischief, becomes fixated on her enigmatic teacher, Sandra Bullock. Drawn to Ms. Bullock's eccentricity like a m...