mr. lynch :: ral

two - new teacher

I turn around expecting to see a man similar to the description I had given Kim, but instead, I find myself laying my eyes on the most beautiful Hollister model I have ever seen.

He wore a white dress shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a simple black tie, black slacks, and black dress shoes.

On his face, he wore black frames and light stubble on his jaw. His long, blond hair covered his right eye and he wore a smirk that looked like it came from hell.

"Close your mouth, stupid," I heard Kim mumble to me.

I did as told and sat right in my chair.

"Oh-kay, class, let's start off by taking attendance," he said as he sat down behind the teacher's desk. He was taking attendance on the laptop that sat on the desk.

He started calling out a bunch of names, followed by a bunch of people replying 'here'. I just dozed off until I heard Kim's name be called, because I knew I was next.

"Kim?"

"Here."

"And last, but certainly not the least, Elizabeth?"

"Just 'Liz' please. Here."

He looked over at me and smirked.

"Thanks for letting me know, Liz," he replied with a silky voice as he turned to look at me.

I gave him a small smile while he still had that smirk plastered onto his face.

He stood up and clapped his hands together.

"Okay, so here's what we gotta do," he said walking over to the supply closet and opening it to take out a little box, "each day, before we begin the lesson, I am required to have you guys take some condoms because," pause, "ya never know."

He walked over to the front left hand corner of the room and passed the basket from student to student.

"Take one, Liz," Mr. Lynch said when he got to me. I looked up at him and his hazel eyes nearly put me in a trance.

"No thank you," I said, smirking and sounding like a smart-ass.

"Liz," he chuckled, "take one."

"No," I replied.

"Take. One. Now." he said through gritted teeth, sounding angrier by the syllable.

"I. Said." pause for dramatic effect, "No."

Mr. Lynch stuck his hand in the box, pulled out a little packaged thing, and slammed it on my desk aggresively.

With my finger, I flicked the condom off my desk and onto the floor and there was a chorus of 'ohhh shit' 's in the classroom.

With an anger-filled face, he slowly walked over to pick up the condom. With the condom in between his fingers, he pointed at me.

"See me after class," he said. 'Oooh' 's were heard around the classroom.

"Why didn't you just take the fucking condom?" Kim whispered to me.

I shrugged.

"I really don't know," I replied, "It's like something was telling me to be bad, but I don't know why."

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The end of the day finally came and the bell rang.

"Alright, class dismissed," Mr. Lynch said nonchalantly.

Everybody, including Kim, who pat my shoulder, poured out of the classroom and hallways. I stayed in my seat due to the fact that I couldn't risk trying to sneak out and pissing Mr. Lynch off even more.

Mr. Lynch stood up from his chair and stood at the very corner of his desk, close to the door, with his arms crossed.

"Close the door," he said simply.

"But you're much--"

"Close the door," he said emphasizing 'close'.

I groaned, but stood up and walked over to the door to close it. I turned the knob and pushed the door shut.

When I turned around, it all happened so fast. Mr. Lynch grabbed my body and pushed me up against the wall next to the doorframe. He had my wrists pinned to the wall and he leaned his lips up close to my ear.

"When I tell you to do something," he said with an incredibly shaky, but oddly sexy, breath, "you do it. Understand?"

I sinply nodded my head in response. I didn't know what to feel in this particular situation; fear, anger, pleasure, discomfort?

Well, his bulge was kind of sticking up against my thigh and close to my area too, so I pick D. Discomfort.

"Good girl," he said.

What the fuck?

I was about to yank myself away from him when he leaned up to lightly nibble on my earlobe. When he did this, a strange noise came out of my mouth, sort of like a whimper.

Yeah, nevermind, I pick C.

"Like that, just like that," he mumbled against my neck. I liked the feeling of his breath hitting my skin, it made my spine tingle just thinking about.

Mr. Lynch backed his face up from my neck and looked me dead in the eyes.

"You tell no one of this... got it?"

I nodded softly.

"Good," he replied, satisfied with a cheeky grin plastered on his face.

Suddenly, he let go of my wrists and backed his face away from my neck.

"Alright, Liz, you may go now," he said as he walked back to his desk and started grading papers.

I just stood there, dumbfounded at what just happened. So, I walked over to my desk, grabbed my binder, and quickly walked out the door, shutting it behind me.

Out in the hallway, I took a moment, I leaned up against the wall and slid down it slowly.

Did I just have a moment?... with my teacher?

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So sorry this chapter took so long but I just had to make it perfect and I'm VERY SATISFIED WITH THIS CHAPTER I hope you guys enjoyed it, please vote and comment! <33333

-melissa <3