Mr.Dallas

Chapter 2

•Khaleesi's POV•

"How can I put this without sounding like a complete perv" Sarah chuckles. I chuckle back and look at her as we walk down the busy hallway on our way to Mr. Dallas's classroom.

"He is so fucking hot" Sarah yells, I hush her up quick as some people who heard look at us and give us confusing looks. I laugh "stop it."

"What? He is" she whines, she wasn't lying Mr. Dallas was hot. We walk into his classroom and sit down in our seats as we waited for him to arrive.

The bell quickly rang after 3 minutes and students rushed in taking their seats while Mr. Dallas followed up behind them. He sets down his bag and takes out his computer setting it down on the desk in front of him. "So, today we will be learning about WW1" his voice was different, it was more serious.

Some students groaned and whined about what we were learning considering it wasn't really useful. "No complaints or this class will have an assignment to do after this lesson" he yelled out in a serious manner.

My eyes widen, what was going on?

In a blink of an eye Mr. Dallas makes eye contact with me, making my eyes widen, my stomach twist, and my throat close up. "Khaleesi!"

"Yes sir?" I answer, his eyes squint like he's trying to read me. "What caused WW1?"

WHAT?!

He's asking me this now? "I uhhh" I began as everyone looks at me.

"I uh, I don't know" I reply. He stares at me for what felt like an hour, "Mhm" he scuffs.

"You have lunch detention Miss White." My eyes widen, and I start to get angry, why do I have lunch detention?!

"WHAT!? WHY?" I scream.

"All because I didn't know the fucking answer!?" I shout and everyone in the room gasps. His eye widen, and he walks over to my desk "no, cuz you dropped the F-bomb" he taps my desk with his finger and I groan falling back Into my chair as he walks back up the front of the class.

After a long painful 45 minutes in class with Mr. Dallas I walk out and head to my next class without waiting for Sarah. Sarah catches up me and laughs "wow you really told him" she smirks, I scuff "he may be hot but he's an ass" I reply.

She nods her head "I agree."

•

After English was done I walk back towards Mr. Dallas's class, this is fucking bullshit. I walk in and see no one, the room is empty with empty desk including his. I sigh and sit down putting my bag to the side, "this is stupid" I whisper to myself.

Out of nowhere Mr. Dallas walks in and shuts the door, "hello Khaleesi" he seems a little bit calmer. "Good afternoon" I speak laying my chin down into my folded arms.

"You have 45 minuets feel free do whatever you want, homework, school work" he adds. I scuff "can i be on my phone?" He looks up at me and nods his head no. I sigh and just stare at the white board with the left over lesson from the last class. "Soooo, why were you in a bad mood?" I ask, I quickly realized what I just asked and put my face into my arms as soon as he looks back up at me.

I hear him chuckle "my girlfriend and I broke up and she had to move out early this morning to move back in with her parents" he explains, oh...that makes sense...kinda¿

"How old was she?" I lift my head up and make eye contact with his eyes.

"Um....19" my eyes shot wide and my heart beat quickened. "If you don't mind me asking Mr. Dallas....how old are you?" I muttered.

"I'm 23" he grumbled.

Wow.