The teacher

A/N-hey guys! It's meg! I made this new fanfic off of someone else's and js I'm NOT copying them! K? Calm yo tits! Haha bye guys hope you enjoy!

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Hi, my name is Stacey Anne Cleveland. I'm 18 years old and I go to Marcey high school in Miami, Florida. It's the start of my senior year and I'm really excited because we are the older people, the upperclassmen.

As I finished my makeup and curled my long blonde hair,I ran downstairs to my blue Corvet. I drove I school and walked up to the 2nd floor were my locker was. My good friend rosie was standing at her locker as well, which was two down from mine. It turned out we had all of our classes together! We walked to lit after the first bell rang and sat in our seats.

*one hour later*

Next we had history and I heard there was this new 22 year old teacher who was supposably really cute. It's kind of creepy if you crush on the teacher but love is love right? I was planning on flirting a lot this year and I'm finally gonna try out for cheerleading because Rosie has done it for the past 5 years now. As we walked into history we took our seats and mr.Horan walls in. Already I think he's wicked cute! I sit up straight in my chair and stick out my boobs and butt. I need to make a difference this year, you only get one senior year. As mr Horan came around with the syllabus and handed them out he stopped at me and said "hello I'm mr Horan and you are?"

"Stacey, Stacey Cleveland."

"well Stacey I look forward to having you in this class." he said with a slight smile.

His hair was blonde, very blonde, and he had deep blue eyes and his nose, cute as a button. He was perfect.

After class was over Rosie ran up to me and said "omg did you see how cute he is?! Omg!!!"

"Rosie... I know right!!!! Omg!!!!" we squealed.

Next we had the most boring class, algebra with 80 year old ms. Wlinker.