Mr. Summer's Suprise

Chapter 5.

The rest of summer went by like a blur. Things went by smoothly for the most part. The past couple weeks I have been waking up feeling kind of sick to my stomach. I keep getting cramps in my lower abdomen and my breasts feel sore and sensitive also. I guess my period will be coming soon, At least I hoped. I wasn't sure if Jason and I used protection during our night of extreme bliss and pleasure. I'm praying my period is late and this isn't what I think it is. I can't be a mom in highschool, that's just not me. I quickly put the thought aside and before I knew it I was standing outside of Shaler High ready to start my senior year of highschool. Mel and I were standing at our lockers with our other two friends Dylan and Mike. We were looking over our schedules, comparing classes when we noticed there's a new English teacher this year. Mrs. Kennedy wasn't due for retirement this year so I was slightly shocked and disappointed. She was one of my favorite teachers, especially since English was always my favorite subject. Mr.Summers. I wonder what kind of teacher he will be? Strict, nice, pushy or funny? I get along with all my teachers so I wasn't too concerned. I always get straight A's, maybe a B+ if I decide to slack a little. I study hard because next year I want to move on from Shaler Georgia and go to NYU and pursue my degree. My dream job since I was a little girl. I want to become an exotic veterinarian. When we were done talking and matching classes I realized I had at least one of the three in all of my classes. First period was Trig. The bell rang and Dylan and I walked to class since we both had it together. The day seemed to go by quickly even though the first day is always so boring. Before I knew it the bell rang for 5th period which happens to be lunch. Me, Mel, Dylan, Mike and a few other of our friends sat at the small rectangular table enjoying our pizza and salad. Misty a friend of Mel's started talking about the new English teacher. Oh my god wait till you guys see him. He is so sexy! The things I would do to that man! Dylan Mike and Shawn all sat there trying to drown out the conversation. Dylan started to get irritated with her ranting and he finally slipped up and said, "well Misty I can imagine the things you would do to Mr. Summers. I mean you have done them to more than half of the school. Male and female  included." Misty shot Dylan an evil look. "I think you're just jealous you were not included nerd." And Misty stood up and walked to the trash to throw her empty foam tray away. Well Andie only two more classes and we get to meet Mr. Sexy summers for ourselves Mel said with a wink and a smile. Oh boy I can't wait to meet a 40 year old balding man who probably talks like Gilbert Godfrey. We all let out a laugh and the bell rang soon after. Finally it was last period. English class with Mr. Summer's. I finally get to see if all the rumors I heard all day were a lie or the truth. Mel and I sat together in the very back row. Every class I shared with Mel we always sat in the back. For obvious reasons really, I mean how else can we get away with talking? The class started to fill up and eventually there were no seats left. Only one person was missing, Mr. Summers. The second bell rang signalling he was now considered late for his own class. I turned and looked at Mel and told her what I suspected the whole day. " Mr. Summer's is probably some 70 year old man that is so senile he lost his way to his own class room. In the middle of my banter I looked over to see Mel in complete shock. Her mouth was wide open, her jaw  nearly touching the desk. She was studdering and I couldn't make out what she was trying to say so I slowly faced forward and standing in the doorway brief case in hand was my worse nightmare. Jason stood there in all his glory dressed in jeans that were tight in all the right places and a tight fitting dress shirt that showed off all his firm, sexy, and defined muscles. I quickly looked away before I caught his eye. How could this happen to me? Good god why is the one man I can't bare to face standing in front of me ready to teach me. My god he is my teacher. The man that took my virginity in a public bathroom is my teacher! I thought I was going to hyper ventilate. The whole room seemed to spin. He spoke up in his sexy warm and smooth voice. It brought chills all over my body. Hello class my name is Jason Summers. I'm going to be your English teacher for the next nine months of your highschool experience. I'd be glad to answer any of your questions after I take roll call. He started shooting off names. Quickly it was coming down to me and I was at a loss for words. I can't even look this man in the face. Joey Wallace? He called out, Here.  Oh my god I'm next! Andie Williams? Here I stuck my hand up and looked down at the desk. I swear I felt fire throughout my body. I could feel Jason staring, I could feel him trying to get a good look at me but I refused to sit up straight. Suddenly he said, Miss Williams I would like to see your face. I do like to match names with faces. I slowly nodded and looked up at Jason, I mean Mr. Summers. He looked at me in complete shock. A mix of emotions quickly ran across his face. Shock, surprised anger, disgust. Every negative emotion he tried to mask from everyone's view but my own. He cleared his throat and looked away before finishing the last 2 names on roll call. The rest of the class people asked Mr. Summers questions. I found out he lives here in town. He has 2 brothers, which I think I remember him saying at the club. He is currently single, and is 27 years old. When the bell rang Mr. Summers asked me to stay behind, I totally saw that coming by the way. I gave Mel a quick nod before telling her I would meet her in the parking lot as soon as I was finished.  After everyone filed out. Jason, I mean Mr. Summers shut the door and slowly turned to look at me. All the emotions I saw earlier were there present on his face. Andie. I....I can't believe it's you. I mean your my student I'm your teacher! His voice started to get hard and loud instantaneously. Why didn't you tell me how old you were? I thought you were in your twenties. How old are you? Please tell me your at least 18?! I'm 17 Mr. Summers. My birthday is in a month. I looked down embarrassed. He slowly stood from his chair and made his way towards my desk. I can't believe you would do that to me! You risked my future and my job! You're just a kid! Jesus Christ I screwed a kid! What if the bouncer would have called the cops? I would be in jail right now all because of you! What are you some young temptress that lures innocent men in, sleeps with them and then throws them in jail? I couldn't take it anymore. I stood up face to face with Mr. Summers. You listen here Jason, I spat venomusly. I am not some slut that sleeps with random men. I have only slept with one man in my entire life and that's you! I shouted back at him.  I was drunk I didn't know you were going to be my teacher. I didn't even realize what I was doing most of the night. I'm sorry I really am, but it's not only my fault. You came on to me first. " I came on to you first? He asked baffled by my accusation. You kissed me Andie and that was after you rubbed and grinded all over my penis! You started it. I asked for a dance you wanted to fuck, not me! I looked at him dumbfounded. He really blamed me and me only for us sleeping together? I don't know maybe he is right. I mean I did come onto him first. He looked at me and said the few sentences that shattered my heart in seconds. " Leave, get out of my classroom and do not come back. I never want to see you again Andie do you got it? I don't care if you have to transfer, I want you out of my life forever. I looked up at Jason teary eyed and broken hearted. I walked out of the room not once looking back. He really hates me. I can't believe the one guy I felt a connection with and gave myself to hates me. I walked out to Mel's sky blue 2016 Dodge charger with tears present in my eyes. Mel looked at me and leaned over enveloping me in a tight hug that made me feel only slightly better. She didn't say anything on the way home. She just held my hand while I cried. I was silently greatful for her silence and just being there for me. I don't think I could talk about it without completely breaking down. Once she pulled up to my house, she gave my hand a gentle squeeze as if she was trying to reassure me everything will be okay. I gave her a sad half smile and stepped out of the car. Quickly I wiped my tears as I made my way inside. I knew the only place I wanted to be right now. Curled up on my bed crying my eyes out and talking to my dad in heaven. So that's exactly what I did. I eventually cried my broken heart to sleep.