♕𓅰♕
Six days, the amount of days I spent in the hospital. Being monitored and eating disgusting hospital food, unless my mum decided to sneak me in a meal or two.
Walking into school, my shirt untucked and my skirt riding high. I ran a hand through my tousled hair, the chestnut strands falling over my eyes before being pulled up into a messy bun.
Ughhhhhh math - first period and the one after lunch.
Why the fuck do they want to torture us !
Shut up, you wanna see Mister Dre.
I was the first in class - despite mister perfect and punctual that stuck his tongue out at me when I entered.
Flipping him off, I went to my desk in the corner and slung my bag on top of it, bending over to adjust my knee-high socks.
" Nala pull that skirt down for me, please" his husky voice called.
Deciding to tease him more, I wiggled my butt around, making sure the lace of my panties were evident.
" Ow dick head," I rubbed my bum, picking up the piece of paper he flung at me with his makeshift slingshot.
The arrogant bastard smirked, and before I could squeeze in a snarky remark a bunch of students simultaneously filled the classroom.
Glaring I took off the hairband that was holding the mess of my hair and wrote a quick to be continued on the piece of paper before slinging it at his head where it got caught in his mane
He probably didn't even feel it
I snickered, making him turn back to me and raise an eyebrow under his frameless glasses.
" Mind sharing what's making you giggle like a maniac Biene
Shaking my head I squeezed out a "no sir" between giggles, noticing the slight tint in his eyes and the way his eyes slightly darkened.
꧁Ares꧂
I swear to god, she will be the death of me.
Those peach thighs of hers and that delicious bum clad in lace.
She looks tired as usual, but that didn't stop her from retaliating using the word I forbade her to use knowing it's effects on me
No sir
That disobedient little girl
The roll of her tongue and the parting of her plump lips were stuck in my head all throughout my first two lessons, finally snapping out of it in my third to actually teach the ninth graders.
Raising the paper bag I had in my hand, I could see the desire in her eyes, her mouth close to drooling as she sat with that boy I envy most. He gets to caress her back, be there for her when she's sad or mad, help her, go over to her house, be out with her.
I want to be him
Turning back I went over to my classroom sulking as I opened the paper bag taking out its contents.
꧁Nala꧂
Oh my god, he has Thai food! My favorite, and he knows it.
Excusing my self from Jack I strutted over to his classroom poking my head in without knocking. I frowned at the sulk evident on his face as he scrolled through his phone.
" Eyo sir" I walked in when his head whipped towards me. Moving his hand from the desk, I plopped down on his lap, hearing an oomph when my butt came in contact with his groin.
YOU ARE READING
𝑉𝐼𝑋𝐸𝑁
ChickLitFalling for her teacher was a red flag. Falling for the man her father was chasing was a bigger red flag. Welp two birds killed her with one stone. What will happen when normal high school girl Nala Phoenix with a background in gun shooting , fall...