Teen wolf imagines

Derek- bad grades

Lauren's POV:

School wasn't the best thing I was ever good at at.

I mean I don't care about it so why do I have to do it?

So that's where I am currently, mr. Harris's class, not paying attention, I was failing his class with a 53. But, eh well ya know I don't care...

My legs were propped up on the desk and I had my sketch book sitting in my lap and I was drawing.

"Ms. Hale? Can you pay attention and sit properly?" He says sternly.

"Umm... no." I replied back with sass.

"Why don't you pay attention in this class?" He asks walking up to my desk.

"Because I don't care.." I mumble but it was loud enough so he could hear.

"But your grades do.." he retorts back.

"What ever.." I say not caring.

"Fine, here, since you don't care, you get your report card early, and bring it back signed tomorrow.." he said as he walked back to his desk and grabbed it and gave it to me.

Sighing I took the stupid piece of paper and  ripped it into pieces and gave mr. Harris a cheeky smile.

"I was afraid you're would do that...." he smiled and pulled out like 15 more copies of my report card.

"Ugh! Oh my fucking god!" I scream, he then writes something on the report card.

And hands it to me, I don't even bother to look at it.

It's not like I'm gonna actually give it to Derek, the last bell rings.

I quickly grab my things and leave, I rush to my locker.

I open it and grab all my books and stuff then close my locker.

"Holy shit..... you scared me." I say looking at Scott.

"What did you get on your report card?" He asked.

"I uh... I g-got a C... yeah I got a C." I lie.

"Are you lieing to me?" He says

"Pfft... of course not!" I say casually.

"Ok well I'll see you later! Bye!" I say quickly and rush home.

When I get home I go in as quietly as possible, I tip-toe to my room, but as soon as I reached the spiral staircase....

Derek cleared his throat.

"H-hey der..." I say as my heart starts to speed up.

"How was school?" He asks as he crosses his arms.

"G-good..." I stutter.

"Ok I'm going up to my ro-" he cuts me off.

"Scott called me today.." he says sternly.

"Ok, cool-" I say.

"He said you got your report card today, may I see it?" He says holding his hand out.

I sigh and hand him the report card.

He looks at then gives me a disapproving glare.

"I-i can explain!!" I try to say.

"Lauren your failing! And he left a note saying you back talk and don't pay attention and your disrespectful!!" He shouts.

I was scared, I didn't know what he was going to do.

I've never seen him this mad at me before.

He just glares at me and then he sits down on the couch.

He looks at me and the he mentioned me to come over to the couch.

I walked over to him slowly and he pulls me over his knee.

"Derek! What the hell are you doing?!" I yell at him.

"Watch your language young lady!" He yells at me and smacks my butt twice.

"Oww!" I scream and lurch forward slightly.

"Derek! Please stop I'll do better!" I plead.

"You should've thought about that BEFORE getting an f on your report card and being disrespectful..." he says.

With that he starts land smacks to my butt.

I start to kick and begging him to stop.

"Lauren why are you in this position right now?!" He shouts over my screaming.

"Because I was being a total bitch!" I scream back with and attitude.

He starts smacking harder and faster.

I could feel my claws retracting into Derek's legs.

He quickly grabs my hands.

"Don't even thing about it..." he says as his eyes start to flash.

He continues spanking me but it was way worst now that he had shifted.

"Are you gonna get better grades, pay attention and be more respectful to others?!" He says getting harder.

"Oww! Y-yes sir!!" I scream.

I felt my eyes start to tear up.

"Please stop Derek I understand!!" I cry.

"Just a few more, ok Lauren?" He says calmly.

I just nod and sink my head into his leg.

He starts again and the last 5 were the hardest of all.

I was crying, really hard.

Derek sat me up and hugged me, I hugged back crying into his chest.

"I-I'm S-sorry..." I cry.

"It's ok, your forgiven... but I want you to apologize to me. Harris." He says.

"No I'm not apologizing to that hoe of a teacher!" I say standing up.

Derek smack my butt five times.

"Oww!" I whine.

"To you want to be over my knee again?" He asks.

"No sir..." I say looking down.

"If this happens again I will bare you and use the belt..." he says standing up and going into his room.

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