We walked into our class and most of the day was uneventful until english. I had this class with one of my 'friends', Stephanie, she was a class A slut. She was a bigger slut than me, and that was saying something.
I wasn't really listening to what she was saying when she kept going on and on about how hot our new english teacher is. I was starting to dose off when the door banged open and an amazingly gorgeous guy walked in. He looked like he was in his early twenties with dark black hair and light grey eyes. And his body... He had a slight tan and he looked buff but not steroid buff but i can handle myself in a fight buff. He had on a light blue shirt that clung to him perfectly and a pair of jeans that did wonders for his ass. He walked with a confidence that i hadnt seen on anyone before.
"Good morning class, i'm Mr Evans, your new english teacher, now i just want you guys to know that i'm not your friend but your teacher so i expect respect." I rolled my eyes at him, wow what a jerk. He looked at me and caught me in the middle of my eyeroll. "Is there something you would like to say Ms...?" I didn't fail to notice the way his eyes were looking at my breasts and looking at my legs since i was sitting in front. I felt so violated, like my father was staring at me. I cleared my throat and he looked at my eyes instead with a strange glint in his eyes.
"My name is Haven, Haven Knightly and no i have nothing to say sir," i said gritting my teeth. He smirked and turned away. The rest of class went by with Mr Evans glancing at me occasionally and i couldn't relax for the whole 45 minutes. The bell rang and i sighed in relief and put my books away trying to get out there as fast as i could. Before i could get my feet out the door, Mr Evans stopped me by grabbing my arm and said, " Ms Knightly please stay behind, i need to have a word with you," and with that said he closed the door and locked it...
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