Teach me - A teacherxstudent romance

six

"Who's that man with the big strong hands on her ass in the club with the paps?"

-Doja Cat 'Agora Hills'

When we get to the school, Nolan is also there playing 1v1 with my brother. I stretch out on the stands and somehow fall asleep.

I wake up and look around. No sign of Kyle or Nolan. I start to panic and check the time. Shit! It's halfway through first period!

I jump up and run across the gym, I open the doors and start speed walking to class. When I reach Coach Quinn's class, I decide whether or not I should just skip. I groan as always and slowly open the door. I peek my head in and Coach Quinn darts his eyes up to me.

I close my eyes for a second, exhaling, and then quickly walk to my seat, feeling all eyes on me. I can tell Coach Quinn is still looking at me. "You're late to class, Kiara." I look up at him and his eyebrows are stitched together. I look back at my hands and shake my head as I start to pick at my skin.

"Yep, I'm aware." I say with an attitude as I sit down in my seat.

He sighs and continues to speak to the class. I look over at Mar. "Where were you? Why don't you have a pass?" My eyes feel heavy.

"I fell asleep in the gym this morning." When I put it that way, I start chuckling. She does as well. Coach Quinn glances at me with a frustrated face, so I quit laughing.

I lay my head on my desk and the next second my eyes are opening. "Kie, can you wake up and get over here?" I hear Coach Quinn's deep voice. My head snaps up and we look at each other. I get up quickly and realize that no one else is here.

"When did the bell ring?" I must look sick, I can tell my eyes are only centimeters open. I make my way to his desk.

"About 45 minutes ago." I stop and my eyes hardly open wider, I sit at a chair closest to his desk because it hurts to stand. "Yeah," he nods, "you slept through my whole class." He stands up, towering over me.

I swallow as he continues, "There's consequences for that." He walks over toward me and sits in a chair close to me only to scoot it forward more. "Get over my knee, Kiara."

My eyes widen, "What?.." I stand up.

"You heard me." I start backing away from him and toward the door.

"Kiara? Kiara Woods!" I hear him scream. I open my eyes. The first thing I see is Coach Quinn inches from my face. I quickly lift my head up and away from his.

"What?" I look around and see everyone staring at me. That was a fucking dream!? Gross!

He sighs as he straightens back up into his abnormally large body. I look at Mar and she smiles, looking away and covering a fist over her mouth.

I hear the bell ring, but I also hear a, "Kiara, can you come here?" This feels familiar. I don't like it. I slowly step toward his desk, careful not to sit in that same chair. It's hard, though, since my legs are on fire. "So..." He starts chuckling, "fell asleep in the gym, huh? Sounds like an excuse if I've ever heard one." His chuckle turns into a laugh.

"Shut up," I smile and look to my left.

"Okay, okay. But you fell asleep in the gym this morning, and you slept through my whole lesson. Why are you so tired?" I look down at my hands, starting to pick at the thumb skin. His long arm reaches over and grabs my hands, quickly regretting and letting go. "Answer my question."

"I didn't get home till like eleven last night." I look up at him.

"How late did you stay at Mariana's?" He tilts his head and gives me a confused look.

"I left at like 8." He looks really confused now. "My brother was down south at a workout and my mom, uh," His eyes soften, "well," my hand finds my thumb again, but I quickly drop my hands. "was at work." I mumble. "Mar's parents were at some dinner, so I walked home."

"Damn, where do you live?" I know he didn't mean it like that, so I tell him.

"I live in Lily Brook." He swallows.

"Nice, nice. I, um," he clears his throat, "I live there too." he nods. I nod my head as well, without looking at him. "But damn, that's like a, what, four mile walk?" It sounds foreign to hear a teacher swear.

"Five." I correct him. His eyebrows raise even more than they were already.

"You're something else, Kie." I tilt my head and look at the ceiling. What does he mean by that? "Alright, get out of here. I'll email your next period teacher." He waves his hand and I chuckle as I walk out of his classroom.