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AN// soooo I'm watching the super bowl but of course I'm only watching it for the commercials and BEYONCÉ BCUZ SHE IS QUEEN

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AN// soooo I'm watching the super bowl but of course I'm only watching it for the commercials and BEYONCÉ BCUZ SHE IS QUEEN.
Okay so it's the first day of classes and I'm lost. IM LOST. IM 17 AND LOST. IN THE SCHOOL IVE BEEN GOING TO FOR FOUR YEARS.

I checked my watch. God damn I'm almost 10 minutes late. I heard the loudspeaker click.

"Brianna Deeney please come to room 173."

Fuck.

I looked at the wall numbers.
167. 170. 173
FINALLY

I practically broke down the door.

"I'm here Mrs. Rogers I'm so sorry I--"
I froze.

"Who the hell are you?" I blurted out.

The whole class went silent.
Shit. Mrs. Rogers quit.

I was faced by a tall man, about 6 feet. Fuck, I didn't know they made teachers that were this hot. He was wearing a white button up that was rolled up midway on his forearms. The top button of his shirt was undone. He was wearing black skinny jeans that fit perfectly and the same black converse as me. He had wavy,dirty blonde hair with hazel eyes and he seems like a total dick but he's gorgeous so who cares.

"You can call me Mr. Irwin, please take your seat miss..?" He raised an eyebrow, eyeing my up and down.

"Deeney...Brianna Deeney."

"Alright... Brianna. Why are you late?" he stepped a bit closer to me and crossed his arms. I could feel the whole class staring at us.

God damn he had huge muscles.
"Stop slutting off Bri." I mumbled, probably a bit too loud.

"That would be a good idea." He chuckled.
My face turned bright red and I looked down at the floor, I felt sick.
"Hey, eye contact." he snapped, grabbing my chin and pushing it up to meet his eyes with mine.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

By now the whole class wasn't paying any attention to us, they were all talking.

I felt my cheeks heat up.

"I.. I got lost." I mumbled.

"You did, now did you? You weren't just skipping class with some boy?"He smirked.

"Back off Irwin." I growled.

He ran his hands through his hair and mumbled something.

"See me after school. Detention may be necessary for your fake excuse. And talking back."
"but-!" I moaned.
"Sit. Now."

I groaned and sat down. That went great.
* * * * *

RING RING

I quickly got up from my seat, not wanting to face Mr. Irwin again.

"Deeney. Sit."

He motions for me to sit back down. I sigh, because I know he's going to yell at me.
He stands up, hovering over me. He's so tall that I have to tilt my head just to look into his eyes. He squats, and our eyes are directly across from each other. He leans in so close that I think he's going to kiss me and I gasp.

He just smirks and chuckles, patting my shoulder. He gets up from the squat.

"Don't be late tomorrow or I'll have to punish you." He smirks and motions towards the door.

I quickly walk out and my heart is beating a million beats a second.

Mr. Irwin is something.

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