My Super Hero (TeacherXstudent)

A small blonde girl walked quickly through the halls of the high school, head down. She avoided the stares of the populars and the evil snides of the losers.

The poor girl was in the dreaded middle of the social circle at her school where the populars wouldn't talk to her because she wasn't rich or sexy and the losers hated her because of rumors that said that she told everyone's secrets and talked about people behind their backs, that traveled around the school, spouted from the mouths of her so-called friends.

She lived in her books and her music and outside of school she was a free spirit, partying with the sluts and doing whatever she wanted...as long as her parents weren't around, she had a goody two-shoes reputation to uphold of course.

When she finally reached her locker she rolled her eyes at the immaturity of the idiots who had taken her, always open, lock on her locker and locked it back so that the knob was facing the locker. She got it open on her first try and she smirked, hoping that the jerk who had done this saw that it had no effect on her.

She grabbed her large pink and orange binder that held both her math and science information, her English journal, and her juicy, forbidden love, romance novel (the title which was, "Sex-Ed in the Janitors Closet" was colored over with sharpie so that the only visible object on the cover was a mop.) and headed down the hallway, shoving and pushing the people in the way. All the while she kept her head down.

"Clear the halls!! Time for class! Go on!"

She heard a teacher say in a gruff, annoyed tone.

This though, only applied to the people heading the opposite way from her, so she kept walking.

Suddenly she was shoved backwards, a heavy weight on top of her and her head was slung back, slamming into the granite floor. She squeezed her eyes shut in pain. The bruises and cuts that covered her legs and back had been jostled and were now throbbing as they had the night before.

She blinked the tears out of her eyes, not wanting anyone to notice how much pain she REALLY was in. She finally looked up and found herself staring into deep blue eyes, deeper than the sea itself, thick, long eylashes,thin, lusciously pink lips and a small nose,curls of brown hair that fell across his forehead, and his breath smelled of mints.

He was laying on top of her in a very sexual position, his groin in the exact right place, they both knew this.

"Mr. Blake?!" She asked, gasping for breath.

"Oh my gosh! Nicole! I'm so sorry, I didn't see you coming! Are you okay?"

He immediately sat up on his knees, one knee in between her legs and one of her legs in between his, grabbed her by her elbows and pulled her up too. They were extremely close together but neither of them minded, obviously.

Nicole put her hand on her head and moaned.

"Are you okay?" His eyes showed genuine concern for her, "Do you need to go to the nurse?"

She nodded and moaned in pain again. He gently scooped her up and put her arm around his shoulders as her half carried her to the nurse.

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After nibbling lightly at her lunch, Nicole left the bathroom stall, took a pain reliever, and dumped her tray in the trash bin. Every seat in the lunch room was 'taken'. She didn't want to sit with those jerks anyway.

She wandered aimlessly towards Mr. Blake's class and almost ran into him for the second time that day.

He laughed, a deep beautiful ringing sound. So beautiful that it made you want to cry and laugh along as well.

"Nice to see you again Nicole. I hadn't expected to run into you until class started!"

He laughed softly at his not-so-subtle joke.

She blushed deeply and looked down at her ankle boots, "Hi Mr. Blake." She said softly but loud enough for him to hear.

He put his arm casually across her shoulders in a friendly way, and guided her towards the classroom.

"Is your head feeling any better?" Concern leaking into his voice that he was obviously trying to keep nonchalant.

"Yeah, I just can't shake it too much."

"I really am sorry Nicole. I should have been paying attention."

"It's fine Mr. Blake." She said, trying to brush off his worries. She knew that he shouldn't be worried about her. She didn't deserve his kindness. Not after what she did to her-

"How about as an apology, we meet at the ice cream shop down the road, after school and I buy?" He blurted out, interrupting her thoughts.

They were walking into the classroom now and she smiled, "Sure, be there at 5." She turned and took her seat at the back of the class room and watched as the rest of the class began to file in.

sorry it took me so long to edit this! I'm so happy it's done now though! I think I'm going to be a little more dedicated to this than Mr. Watson but I will try update 1 chapter of each every other week or so....tell me what you think what you think she did to her........and who that person is....*waggles eyebrows* enjoy!! The next chapter should be up soon!!