𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙍𝙖𝙩 || 𝑳𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝑳𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐 × 𝑭!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

007 | Stupid

She hit you, and it felt like a kiss. "Open your mouth, whore." Ms Addams demanded while running her palm across the girl's cheek. The inferior followed her commands, opening her mouth to accept her spit willingly. "Damn, how desperate could you possibly be? That's what I love about you—such a filthy slut, huh?" She continued, and the girl nodded in agreement, wanting to please her teacher as much as she possibly could. "Answer me." The woman slapped her again, speaking with a demanding tone. "Yes, I'm your filthy slut." The girl replied with a smile. "That's my girl; now suck on this if you really want to avoid detention," she said, spreading her legs wide.

The girl of Gavaldon was perplexed at what she was reading, not even understanding half of the tools that were being used in the scenes between the student and the teacher. She doubted she could ask anyone; she'd expect them all to look at her as if she were mad. The girl didn't even know if she was allowed to talk about stuff like that; back in Gavaldon, it was seen as a sin. You'd be cast out if anyone heard you speak about such relations or participated in them before wedlock, especially with someone of the same sex.

She had her doubts—after all, she was in the School for Evil—but she didn't dare to venture into such territory. The girl had finally escaped her hellhole; she wasn't going to put herself in a situation that could get her sent back.

Not only the happenings in the book were unknown to her, but the feeling between her legs was a mystery to her as well. It confused her greatly since she had never felt such wetness before; the only thing she knew about it was that it was caused by the story she had stolen from the library.

She had underlined the tools and actions she didn't understand in the story and decided that she would keep the book since no one would miss it. It didn't take long for her to rethink that decision because of her talent for imagining worst-case scenarios. What if the place she found really was a restricted and banned section? What if the librarian would check the stock from time to time and noticed the book was gone? What if they expelled her for stealing and tortured her in the Doom Room as was told a few days prior?

All those thoughts let the girl make the decision to bring back the book in secret as quickly as possible. She could always take it again whenever the librarian was on a break, as long as it was put back the same day.

Dinner was finished, which meant the librarian would be taking a break for half an hour. This gave the girl enough time to sneak into the hidden room. She wished that no one would be present in the library; otherwise, she'd need to hide from those students as well.

Thankfully, after all these years, her wish finally came true; no one was present; she was alone. The girl from Gavaldon quickly ran towards the back corner of the library to find the secret doorway. She quickly realised she had forgotten which stone she needed to push into; there were so many that it was impossible to remember after only pressing on it once, minutes after seeing someone else do so.

"Ms Chestnut, you need to come with me." A booming voice spoke in the girl's ear as she was obviously trying to do something with the wall, startling her greatly. ''What do you mean? Did I do something wrong?'' She quickly answered the guard that stood behind her, trying to act like she wasn't caught doing something she probably wasn't allowed to. "Lady Lesso wished to speak to you; you must come with me immediately." "Of course, just let me go to my dorm room really quickly, and I'll come with you." The girl of Gavaldon wished, planning to hide the book under her bed first.

"I've received orders, and I must carry them out, Ms Chestnut," the wolf said before grabbing the student by the wrist and waist and throwing her over his shoulder. He knew the girl would otherwise refuse to come with him; it was widely known that Y/N was stubborn.

While Y/N was screaming her lungs out to let the guard let go of her, the dean who wished to speak to her was grading some papers, mostly disappointed with the average grades everyone had gotten. The reason the redhead wanted to speak to the girl was simple: a counselling meeting. Lady Lesso was the counsellor for her year, which required her to check in on her students on a regular basis to see how they were doing, much to her chagrin.

The woman wasn't in the best mood, which is why she ordered the guards to take the girl with them the moment they found her, with force if she didn't comply immediately.

It was clear the latter had happened; the silent hallway had turned into a screaming mess, with the student cussing the men out with all insults that were known to her, even making amusing comments about their clothing while at it.

The screaming finally stopped once the girl was roughly thrown on the ground, slamming her head against the door towards Lady Lesso's office. "You could be more kind, you know. I don't need to break any bones!" The student finished before knocking on the door, hiding her book under her sweater.

''Come in.''

The girl complied, opening the door and closing it right behind her. Before Y/N could sit down at the assigned chair in front of the dean's desk, the redhead looked with a raised eyebrow towards the obvious bump under her clothing, forcing the student to lay the book on the desk, quickly hiding the title by putting some paper on it that would've otherwise been under it.

"You wished to speak to me rather urgently, I figured?" The student huffed while blowing a loose strand of hair out of her face. "Indeed, I did." The woman smirked over the obviously annoyed comment, setting her elbows onto her desk, hands entwined with one another. "Because I have been assigned your counsellor, it's my duty to make sure you feel comfortable at school. Especially since you are a reader, the change of environment is bigger for you than for other students.''

"I suppose it's going well; I'd never wish to go back to Gavaldon ever again. Of course, my lifestyle in that village was way different compared to the one I have here, so I need to learn things outside of just the subjects we get. But further than that, I love it here.'' The girl answered truthfully, making the redhead more curious than she had ever been before. "What kind of things?" "Well, back in Gavaldon, I didn't really have friends, so I never learned how to have a proper talk with someone for longer than three minutes." The student smiled, leaving out the fact that she didn't have any friends because the people in the village wanted her dead.

It was obvious Y/N was hiding something; it was something both of them knew. Even though the woman wished to figure out more, she knew it would be the opposite of professional to fish for the girl's personal life, and if the student wanted to tell her more, she would've. Next to that, the girl was clearly stressed about something; she was moving her legs constantly, she looked everywhere except at the dean, and her words seemed incredibly hasty. It got on Lady Lesso's nerves, letting her finish the conversation rather quickly.

"Well, I am glad you are happy to be here. Next to that, your grades are average, and you don't bring trouble to the table, sadly. If there's something bothering you in the future, feel free to come knock on my door, except past 10 p.m.''

The girl nodded at the dean, who had already continued grading papers. She stood up and left the office hastily, running back to her dorm room.

The redhead watched the door as she left, her sight shifting towards the peculiar book that was still sitting on her desk.