Oliver Kirkland x reader

Chapter three

Your POV~

A somewhat short man with messy, strawberry blonde hair walked into the classroom. 'It was the boy from the hallway that caught me!' You noticed.

"Hello class, I am your new teacher, mr. Kirkland." He said with a smile.

'He's a teacher?' you thought to yourself. Blush slowly forming as you bury your face into the desk to hide it.

"Ms ____, I suggest you pay attention" he pulled you from your thoughts.

"Y-yes sir." was all you could say.
Written under his name on the board was the word 'baking'.

"We are making cupcakes today." he said with a large grin on his face.

'Oh great. My level of expertise.'
you thought sarcastically.

...

As you pulled out a pan of charred cupcakes, mr. Kirkland walked up behind you.
"Oh dear. Do you need help ____?" he asked.

"No. I'm fine." You answered slightly annoyed.
An oven gloved hand grabbed the pan from you and out it on a cooling rack.

"I'm going to have to give you a low grade for those ones." He walked off.
'A low grade? In the easiest class? UGH!' You thought to yourself slightly annoyed.