my possessive teacher.

chapter 8/ school

I went to school the next day dreading the thought that Joey will be there, or should I say "Mr. Clark". He had no right to say i belonged to him, im not a object. I walked into school wearing a pair of old ripped jeans and a t-shirt. My hair was a mess and i just left it down. For some odd reason I kinda looked cute, I wasnt even trying to. I walked into class with my head down trying to advoid eye contact with anyone, especially Joey. About 15 minutes into class Joey started going on a rant about some book I was supposed to read, I had no idea what he was talking about and i huess the expression on my face gave that away, so he decided to call on me. "Naiomi, can you tell me why Liam fell in love with Adriana, but Adriana didnt love him back?" I sat up stright and cleared my throat "Maybe its becuase Liam is a possessive son of a bitch." With that said I stood up, grabbed my bag, and walked out. "Naiomi wait." He pleaded reaching his hand out. "No. Teach your class Mr. Clark." I slammed the door on the way out and walked out to my car.

Joeys POV

I should not have asked Naiomi that question, it really pissed her off. I wanted to run after her and explain myself, but then again, I am teaching a class. "May I go to the bathroom." I looked over to see a kid named brian raising his hand. I nodded and he left.

END OF POV

I sat inside my car breathing heavy trying not to cry, I was so worked up and so angry at Joey that I could not focus. I heard a taping sound on my window and i rolled it down. It was a kid in my class named Brian. He had big blue eyes and blond hair. A great body, he was the basketball star of the school. He leaned on the window and whispered "Its very obvious that you and Mr. Clark are in some kind of relationship," My eyes widend to his words. "Its okay im not going to tell anyone. Just get out of the car, hes watching us through the window now."
"Why should I get out?" I questioned.
"Because were about to make him very jealous." He grinned.
I opened the car door and stood directly in front of Brian. He slowly slid one hand around my waist practially touching my ass and one hand cupping my face. I slid both my hands around his neck, my fingers playing with his hair. He leaned in and kissed me. I kissed back, I hate to admit it but it felt good. We got a bit carried away, we ended up on the hood of my car and he was on top of my i felt my back against the red paint and my legs were wrapped around him. "Get away from her." An angry voice spat. Brian got up and winked at me. "Naiomi," Joey said grabbing my wrist. "Your coming with me."