Renee Hale thinks she's under control of her hormones until new teacher Mr Ross proves her wrong. What will happen when they're battling each other in the game of seduction? And what will happen when Renee's childhood best friend Jack comes back aft...
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I wake up the next morning feeling determined to prove to Mr Ross that I'm not just going to let him treat me like some kind of project and think i'm going to swoon all over him; like most girls would. I'm going to prove him wrong by playing him at his own game.
I decide I'm going to try my best to look as 'sexy' as possible to show him what he's dealing with. I drag myself out of bed earlier than normal as i need more time to get ready than my usual half an hour. I hop in the shower as soon as i get up and let the warm water caress my body, not realising i was imagining what it would be like if it was him carresing me. I quickly snap myself out of the sexual thoughts realising he's making me do what I'm trying hard to prove him wrong about, not to mention he's my teacher. I wash my hair with a new gingerbread scented shampoo, to make sure it was smelling its best if he attempted to do again what he did yesterday.
After I wash my body with a vanilla body wash and let my hair dry naturally whilst I eat breakfast, i run back upstairs to decide what im going to wear. I go between a floaty floral skater dress, which clings only to my waist, and sandals to go for the innocent sort of ethereal look, or a short body con dark plum dress, with my converse, I look between the two outfits hung up on my wardrobe and after a long debate with myself choose the body con dress. If i was going to play the game i may as well play it to win it.
After I squeeze in to the body con dress and look in to the mirror; content with how the dress stuck to my curves which are usually hidden by some kind of baggy jumper, I hop over to my makeup, and do my normal mascara, but choose a darker plum coloured lipstick to go with my dress, and dot a little concealer under my eyes to brighten them.
I curl my hair so the blonde waves roll over my shoulders loosely and down my back. I get a whiff of gingerbread as I brush through it which is what I want. After spritzing a soapy perfume Over the rest of my body i leave my house ready for the challenge ahead.
I sing along to 'now Disney' on the way to school as it always puts me in a good mood. I have 2 lessons before English lit, but all I can think about is mr Ross's reaction to how I look.
When the time eventually comes to walking in to the classroom, doubts cross my mind left right and centre. All day I had noticed boys checking me out, and looking me up and down, I've even had the odd wolf whistle; so the outfit must have been a starting point, but what if I do something and it completely falls flat and doesn't work, or backfires? All these thoughts race round my mind until Im right outside the door, ready to turn the handle and walk in.
I wipe my mind clean of these negative 'what-if's' and go in. What's the worst that could happen? As soon as I walk in to the classroom, I realise everyone is already sat down. I'm late AGAIN. For fuck sake.
Everyone turns around and looks at me, and I can see some of the boys smirking and muttering among themselves. I can feel my face beginning to feel hot but I take a deep breath and it goes away. Mr Ross hadn't realised I'd came in, until one of the girls mention it "Renee, wow! I've never seen you look like such a...woman before. You look totes Beaut girl!"
I smile politely over at the girl, who had never even spoke to me before. And glance over to where Mr Ross is now leaning against another students desk in the middle of the classroom, with his muscular arms crossed over his chest. I can see the amusement in his eyes, like he knows what I'm doing. As his eyes make his way from my head all the way down to my feet. He licks his lips slightly, but not obviously so others would notice,I do though.
I slowly make my way towards him holding the eye contact like he did to me yesterday, and he begins to stand straight and shuffles his feet around. I brush past him making sure my butt touched his arm on the way past, and I feel jump a little. I sense him watching me to my seat.
I make sure to walk so my bum wiggles a little bit, and when I realise all the other students have got back to what they were doing; I take a brief look back to make sure he's watching, and sure enough he is, the dark look appearing in his eyes - I place my bag on the floor, making sure as I do it, my dress lifts slightly so you can only just see the bottom of my black lacy thong, but so much that it's not as if I did it on purpose.
I hear him clear his throat and rush to the front of the class, he sits down quickly and I look at him with my eyebrow raised. I didn't realise the effect my plan had, actually had on him until I realie he had placed a book on his lap, which only I could see from the angle of my desk. I had made my teacher hard. I smirk at him, and he looks back at me with plead, as if to tell me this can't go on further. It's only just begun.
Hey guys! Do you think Renee was inappropriate in what she did? Or was she just teaching him a lesson? Hope you liked this chapter!
