Justin Bieber Imagines

Teacher I.

There is dirtyness in this, and it's a long imagine in parts. Btw, your name is Mara. I'm way too lazy to stick to Y/N.
Just a warning.
Enjoy! ;)

My best friend, Cerise, and I walked to our first block, AP World History, making random conversation about our weekends while doing so.

"So, what did you hear about the new teacher?" I asked her.

"Nothing important. I just heard he was fine as hell." we walked into the classroom and to our usual seats next to each other in the front. The teacher's back was facing us, but I could see the angel wing tattoos on the back of his neck.

The bell rang and he turned, beginning to speak. "Good morning, class." he smiled at Cerise and I. "For those who skipped the first week of school last week, my name is Mr. Bieber, but you guys call call me Mr. B."

"He's cute," I whispered.

"Thanks." he whispered, walking past my desk as he handed back quizzes from last week. "Okay, guys. Your quizzes have been passed back to you, anything less than a sixty needs to be re-taken on your own time. After or before school, or during your lunch or study block. I don't care, honestly as long as you tell me the day before."

He turned around and grabbed another stack of papers. "We have a test today?"
I asked Cerise.

"Yeah, you didn't know?"

"No!" I whisper-yelled. "I'm cheating off you."

"So, time for your test!" he said while everyone groaned. He began to pass out the test booklets. "There are 60 questions, and you've got the rest of the block to finish, which is about an hour and ten minutes or so."

He walked back up to the front of the room and looked at the clock. "Your time starts.....now. Good luck, guys."

I sped through the first forty-five questions I knew the answers to. Then, I glanced Mr. Bieber who was seated at his desk and then elbowed Cerise so she'd move her arm. When she did, I looked over at her answer paper and bubbled in the rest of the questions, and turned in my papers. 

"Mara," Mr. Bieber said quietly, beckoning me back over to his desk. "I'd like for you to stay back after class, please."

Damn. He caught me.

I sat at my chair, waiting patiently for the bell to ring. When it did, Cerise patted my back before she left, closing the door. My phone vibrated:

Cerise: go get that white chocolate d girl 💁🏽👱🏼🍌

I chuckled before a shadow appeared over me. "Put your phone away." he spoke darkly. "Now."

"Why am I here?" I asked.

"I think you know why. You were cheating during that test."

"Okay, look. I was so busy and I forgot to study last night. If you just give me another chance, I swear I'll-"

"You seriously think I'm like those other dim-witted teachers who just let that shit slide?" he seemed to get closer to me. "Well, I'm not. And I don't do second chances in this circumstance."

"So how long of detention do I have?"

"You don't get one." he smirked. "You will come to my house after school today and re-take your test there. You will be there by 4:15. Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good." I grabbed my bag and headed toward the door, where he opened it for me. "Oh, by the way: wear the black lace lingerie set instead of the red when you come over."

Wait, what?

I turned around to ask how he knew exactly how I owned lingerie, but he had closed the door in my face.

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Part 2?