"Morning class."
"Goodmorning Trevor!" The class said, especially all the girls cooing over him. He smirked.
Trevor, I mean, Mr. Jackson is the most attraction teacher we have here on campus. Even though he's only 20, he is hella smart so he graduated early. He was only suppose to be like a fill in teacher or a substitute, but our original teacher got fired so Trevor's filling in until further notice.
"Hopefully I don't have to write out demerits today." He said as the final bell rang. "Now that the bell has rung.....Y/n, please check to see that everyone's all here." I nodded & walked up to his desk for the roll sheet. I walked him as he got comfortable.
Trevor's our Music teacher. He always told us that if your comfortable, you're more capable. I've always been shy to sing in front of the class, but that really helped me. I sometimes catch myself singing aloud in the halls.
"Class is all here." I told him as he stuffed his socks in his dress shoes & kicked them under the desk.
"Perfect." He took off his coat & loosened the buttons of his dress shirt. He rolled his shirt sleeves up.
"Oh God..." I mumbled, mentally fanning myself.
"When you trynna let me ride that, daddy...?" The most sluttiest, most thottiest & thirstiest bitch in the class, Honey spat. I clenched my jaw, groaning under my breath. Trevor looked over at me.
"When I know my girl ain't gon beat yo ass...." He chuckled.
Ion see what the hell he laughing for. He gon make me beat that bitch to death. Yes, I'm Trevor's "girl". We been together for three years now. No one knows & no one will ever know. I hate when people are in business that isn't theirs & he understood that. So we never made our relationship public.
"Y/n, go have a seat." He nodded me off. I rolled my eyes at him & walked back to my seat. He just laughed.
~~ TBC 😉
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