The Teacher

2-Reproduction

Layla-

It was the next day I believe.

I was in my car driving to school with Ebony while she was talking my ear off As usual.

"Who do you think will be filling in for The teach?" She asks.

I shrug fixing my lips In the mirror. "I don't know. I just hope they're accepting of me and my attitude." I reply.

Ebony rolls her eyes. "Lay. I don't think anyone can be ready for your attitude."

"Oh well. They're loss." I pull up to the parking space. "That movie sucked last night by the way."

I get out of the car as Ebony gasps at me after insulting her favorite movie.

"High school musical is the SHIT Layla!" She says.

I guffaw an run up to the door as Ebony chases me throwing curse words in the air.

I didn't look where I was going and run face first into David. "Owww." I moan in pain rubbing my forehead.

"Are you okay?" He asks smiling. I nod and swallow. "I always forget whenever I run into you I'm running into a brick wall."

He chuckles. "Why were you running to begin with?"

"Well umm.."

I feel Ebony tackle me from behind as I fall onto David.

"Ebony what the hell?!" David exclaims.

She pants and gets up. "That's what y'all get for insulting high school musical."

David rolls his eyes as I get off him and dust myself off. "I didn't even insult it Eb! I love high school musical." David defends.

She crosses her arms. "Whatever." She locks eyes with me. "I'm not done with you girl. Get yo ass in class."

I laugh as David, Ebony and I go into class.

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"It's been 10 minutes!" I explain looking at the clock. I prop my feet up in the empty desk in front of me.

"Well if there's no adult in the room for 15 minutes technically we are allowed to leave." Ebony says.

"Thanks captain obvious." The schools bitch Nažańin (Naz-A-neen)says.

"Fuck off Naz." Ebony flips her off.

Naz rolls her eyes and smacks her gum.

"Man screw this." I say getting up. I walk over to the door.

"I'm leaving." I say. "But Layla!" Ebony exclaims.

I shake my head and walk out the doorway only to have my butt greeted by the floor.

"Fu.." I say staring up to who or what had hit me.

"Miss Beckett. Why are you leaving my classroom?" The voice says.

I stare up at the man who claims to be our substitute. My mouth dropped open. It wasn't meant to. But it did.

The man hold out a hand to help me up. I reluctantly take it. "Don't leave me class unless directed to Ms Beckett." He smiles directing my back to my seat.

He was.....beautiful. He had shoulder length silly black hair pulled into a low pig tail. He had caramel skin and was wearing a black suit and tie.

And his smile. His smile was toxic.

"Ms Beckett?" He asks as I daydream. "Yes?"

"You can take a seat now." He says gesturing me to my seat.

"Of course." I agree going back to my seat.

Everyone's eyes were on me as I slouch down.
"Hello class. My name is Mr Jackson."
He smiles at the front of the room.

I look around and every girl in this room was drooling and had hearts in their eyes.

"Girl..." Ebony whispers.

"What?" I reply.

"You think he's hot?" She asks giggling.

I roll my eyes. "No." I lie through my teeth. I didn't want to seem obvious.

But from what I was feeling. I had just met him. So. Lock those away.

Click

Okay gone

"Ms Beckett!" Mr Jackson exclaims slapping his hand onto my desk.

It makes everyone jump and nearly gives me a heart attack.

"Jesus!" I shriek.

"I want to see you after class please Ms Beckett." He says staring daggers into my eyes.

"Y-yes sir." I squeak slouching into my seat. He turns around and continues introducing himself.

The way he talks to me have me chills down my spine.

"Okay class. My names Michael Joseph Jackson. I went to Indiana University and earned a masters degree in world history."

"I bet he can teach us the history on how babies are made." A girl
Giggles behind me with her friend.

I roll my eyes.

"What was that Ms Angelo?" He asks interrupting himself.

"Um." She starts.

"Did I hear something you're interested to learn about?" He asks resting his hand on the wall looking at us.

"She wants to know how babies are made!" I hear a guy Marcus yell from across the room.

Everyone laughs as Mia slouches down in her seat defeated.

"Well." Mr Jackson Starts. "Im not a health teacher but if you want to know I'll surely tell you." He giggles.

I could hear all of the  girls behind me having mini orgasms as he continued to talk.

"Hmm." He says rubbing his lip.
His eyes lock with mine as he smiles when I look away.

"Ms Beckett."

"Yes?" I reply. "Would you come up her please?" He asks.

"Don't let him fuck you Lay." I hear Ebony whisper.

I flip her off.

I stand next to him blushing super hard in the face.

"The first scientist to find out about reproduction was---"

He talks about reproduction and I felt all of my blood to go either my face or my "private area".

He then takes his hands and places them on my hips positioning me In front of him.

His hands were huge. They fit perfectly on my hips. It's almost like they were meant to be there.

I might consider having a mini orgasm myself...

To be continued

I couldn't resist posting this! I love this chapter and the next! Xoxo Emma!