A Dangerous Path (Student/Teacher/Werewolf)

First Day of School

First Day of School:

*beep beep beep*

My hand frantically reached out, trying to find my phone to shut off the infernal noise. My eyes cracked open. Wtf was I doing up this early? O... right school begins. I groaned, trying to sit up. Maybe if I just lay here, I won't have to go to school and see people I hate.

Suddenly I shot up in bed. School?! What was I thinking? School meant annoying fake people but it also meant teachers, specifically a certain English teacher. I hadn't seen him over the summer (obviously) and couldn't contain my excitement. Jumping out of bed with that thought in my mind, I ran downstairs to grab some breakfast. My parents greeted me in the kitchen.

"Super excited for school!" asked my Mom. I fake gagged. Sometimes my mom was tolerable but I definitely wasn't a morning person so now was not one of these times. I didn't have the best relationship with my parents, though it wasn't obvious from the outside. Sometimes I contemplated why I disliked them, but then they'd strike out (not literally fortunately). They were like the frienemy you can in middle school. You'd say hi, be around them and lot and maybe even play and laugh together. But in the end of the day, they were always secretly stabbing you in the ribs. Your relationship was tumultuous because sometimes you were besties, and other times you wanted to stab the other in the throat. Ya that's my relationship with my parents I groaned.

Scarfing down my breakfast, I hurried upstairs to get ready. Fortunately for me I didn't need to worry about the "first day of school" outfit. I was a part of the girl's varsity soccer team and we always dressed up in a weird and wacky uniform on the first day of school. This year it was camouflage. To be honest I didn't give a shit what people thought, I mean I'm a senior this year, but I hated how self-centered the soccer team was.

Pushing the team out of mind, I sprinted to my car. My thoughts drifted to my teacher. Mr. Kelley was his name. My best friend Melanie and I started calling him MK, because that was how he signed his emails. Our sophomore brains thought that was hysterical. Unfortunately for me, I don't think I truly realized his attractiveness till junior year. By then I was out of his class, and only saw him (if I was lucky) occasionally in the hallway.

I forced MK out of my brain as I pulled up to my friend's house. This year, being a senior, I could legally drive to school. Unfortunately all my friends were either wicked young or wicked lazy and some had yet to even get their permits.

"Hey Hailey!" screamed Alex, knocking on my window before entering the car. "Excited for senior year." He said sarcastically. Alex was super sarcastic, but so was I so it usually worked out. He only got on my nerves when he started talking about crew.

"Get in the damn car" I laughed, "I still have to pick up Melanie, Anna and Kaitlyn. Melanie said she's kicking you out of shot-gun when she gets in the car."

"No she's not! That's not fair I'm in here first I get priority"

I shrugged, "Tough bro tough... hoes before bros," I smirked.

After picking everyone up, we finally arrived to school. Seniors mingled in the parking lot, hooting and hollering about the new year.

"What are we doing... Trying to assert are dominance," I muttered sarcastically.

Kaitlyn burst into laughter, "Classic Alex, not putting up with any shit from day zero."

We exited the car and immediately split off into groups to see our other friends. I didn't love cliques and didn't like being defined by a group. I had a group of friends I talked to a lot from both my grade and the grade below, but it still wasn't a clique. Most of my friends felt the same and so we all talked to whomever we wanted, mostly without judgment.

Melanie tapped my shoulder. "Yo wanna say hi to Konsler?"

Konsler was our infamous chemistry teacher, though the "teacher" bit was usually not accurate. In class he always ended up rambling about some life lesson or another and therefore we were forced to learn chem via his own self-made videos online. He was a condescending ass, and I loved him.

"Sure duh when don't I wanna bug the fuck out of Konsler. Though I would love to say hi to MK" I winked.

"Ewww" Melanie slapped me on the shoulder, "How are you still so damn obsessed with him."

"Shut up, he is on hot motherfucker."

"Who is also married... and has two kids..."

I rolled my eyes, "Fine! I have weird crushes. You know that, so don't act so fricken surprised."

Weird didn't even begin to describe the people I fell for. Maybe it's because I had 'daddy issues' or that intelligence was a super important aspect of attractiveness but either way, I tended to lean for older guys. When I usually explained this to people they laughed and said "well duh college guys are so hot." I'd sit there, feeling a bit awkward. "Try a bit older." I'd say.

I didn't know the exact age of MK but judging by the status of his family I'd say he was 42. Yep, I know super weird. I wouldn't ever make a move. I wasn't that stupid or brave, but hey it was nice eye candy to have a round. Not to mention he was one of the sweetest people I'd met.

"I thought you said he was attractive." I complained.

"Well I mean I think he is decently attractive," said Melanie, "BUT at least I'm not hands down obsessed with him."

"Ain't that the truth." I muttered. Why on earth could I not have a better taste in men? With that thought weighing me down, Melanie and I entered the school ready to kick senior year's butt. 

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