The Teacher

Chapter 2

Finally 7th period was about to end and I would be able to go to Mr.McCourtney's class after.

I wanted until the bell rung which luckily was only a minute away. I didn't go directly to his class. In fact, I went to the restroom to refresh my lipstick.

Knowing I was late, I had a smirk on my face because I knew what was about to happen.

I knocked on the door waiting for him to open it. As the door is pushed, I can see a handsome but angry Mr.McCourtney standing at the entrance.

"Detention"

"What?!" I said

"You heard me. Unless you have a hall pass? Do you, Ms.Ansonova, have a hall pass? Huh?"

"No sir but-" he cut me off.

"No ifs or buts. You've had me for two years already. I think you should know my rules by now. I do not tolerate tardiness in my classroom. You have detention with me after school. Now get to work"

I walk in as if I was angry. I actually was now because the whole class was staring at me.

"What the fuck are y'all staring at? Don't y'all have work to do?" I screamed angrily.

"Yes they do Macon. And so do you. Get to work now before I kick you out! And do me a favor and watch your language" Mr.McCourtney told me.

Taking a seat, I ignored everyone in the classroom but I felt eyes burning into me. I look up and I see Mr.McCourtney staring down at me like he was a predator and I was his prey.

The bell rang too soon for my liking and everyone ran out of the classroom. I planned on trying to get out too but as I was about to step out , I heard his voice.

"No Macon. I know you haven't forgotten that you have detention now do you?" He whispered in my ear. I turned around and felt my heel twist.

I was falling straight down waiting until I hit the floor but I didn't. Instead a pair of hands were holding on to my waist and looking straight into my grey eyes.

" S-sorry sir. I-I" I didn't have words to say.

"Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah. T-thanks."

"No problem just be careful." He said as he placed me down. 

I walked over to my desk suddenly being turned around.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"This!" He said as he leaned in for a kiss but didn't quite fully do it. Deja Vu. Hmm. Looks like he wanted me as bad as I wanted him. I wasn't going to deny it either. I've been waiting for this moment for two years.

"Please. Stop teasing. " I begged just like in my dream.

"Stop teasing? Stop teasing?" He growled.

"You're the one who's always teasing me with your short skirts" he said placing his hand on my thigh and moving it up until he reached my ass.

"And the shirts. These. The ones that show too much of your beautiful cleavage." He said now kissing down my neck.

"Do you know how mad I am when I see other guys hugging you. Kissing you. Or even looking at you." I still hadn't said anything.

"Macon. You're the one who's been teasing me for so long!" He said angry.

"I think you deserve a punishment" he said getting my attention.

"What?" I asked curiously.