coach >> cth

relatives and revelations

"You and Hunter? Hunter and you you're related? That would explain why he's pretty hot..." I mumble scanning his clothes, tight skinny black jeans and a black top with a big blurred red and white band logo.

"What do you mean by that Scarlett? Are you trying to say that you - a student - finds me - a teacher - good looking?" He tuts and sucks air between his teeth

"What if I was?" I challenge.

"Are you drunk Scarlett?" He asks pulling me aside, closer to a closed bedroom door.

"Are you insinuating something, Mr. Hood?" I say pointing at the door with the name 'Tiffany' scrawled across the front and loads of swirls and hearts surrounding it, along with pictures of a young girl with dark hair, dark eyes and tanned skin.

"Not in my twelve year old cousin's bedroom!"

"Soooo...the bathroom then?" I ask pulling his wrist slightly.

"Someone's a little frisky now aren't they?" He smirks and then looks around,  "Wait, I can't Scarlett, you're a student and.."

"Hey, you're not a real teacher though, you're a student too!" I point out pulling on his wrist again.

"Are you saying I'm not a real teacher, are you saying I'm not a good enough student teacher?" He asks, smiling slightly.

"N-no you're a good teacher."

"So you would listen to anything I say?"

"Yes, sir."

"Come on Scarlett we're not in school, please don't call me that." He says, his tone deep and captivating.

"Well what do I call you out of school then sir?"

"You won't see me out of school much though will you?"

"Well I guess we'll never know Calu- coach!" I giggle to myself and cover my mouth with my hand.

"Wait, how do you know my name?" He frowns.

"I may or may not have accidentally overheard you and Mr. Malik introducing yourselves in the library the other day..." I say trailing off at the end.

"Oh Scarlett." He says shaking his head.

"What?"

"I just...ugh nothing." He frowns and runs a hand through his hair.

God, he looks so fucking hot right now.

"That dress really suits you, you know Scarlett? God, why do you have to be so hot?" He mumbles, looking at my legs.

"Um...what did you just say?" I ask, more shocked than anything else.

"You're a student though."

"Well sir, at least nobody can hear you, there isn't anybody here." I say, gesturing to the almost empty hallway, other than the passed out boy with bright ginger hair about two metres away from us.

"Please don't call me sir." He whines again.

"Oh my god, I've found out my pe coach's kink! Well, sir, I can't help but find that top you had on earlier pretty hot." I say, my eyes drooping slightly from the amount of alcohol I've consumed today.

"No, please stop Scarlett!" He says, his eyes flickering down to his pants quickly.

I bite my lip as I notice what it is he was looking at. He looks into my eyes pleadingly and bites his lip aswell.

"I'm definitely going to regret this." He says.

"Huh? What are you goin to regr-"

He cuts me off by grabbing my waist and pulling me forward into him, at first I don't know what to do, but then I begin to kiss back. I feel his hands gently reach up to the sides of my face and hold onto my face as we both lean into the kiss.