Teacher | Mr.Bieber

three

I'm so glad that I don't have to wear uniform at this school. Especially since we have hot teachers that look really young nsht.

I sat there on my bed thinking that this day couldn't be even better. It's sunny, and warm, just nice. I got out of bed and picked out a short sleeve shirt and white ripped jeans.

I did my normal routine in the bathroom, taking a little longer curling my hair. When I finished, I put on my pumas and grabbed an apple from the fridge.

Apparently Emily already got a ride because Mr. Bieber thought I went with her to pickup her friends.

"No she didn't, but I'll see you in class." I said while getting into my car.

When I got into health, I didn't really pay attention. I mostly drew in my book. I usually concentrate better at home anyways so I'll just do it then. When the bell rung, I got up to leave but was stopped.

"The last time I checked, I wasn't teaching art class Ms. Foyer." He said. Apparently aware of me drawing in class and not listening to him talk about sexual intercourse. I didn't really care about it. I mean who wants to take notes about sex? That's nerdy and lame.

"Sorry?" I said, more like asked.

"Since you didn't pay attention in class, I doubt you know anything that we're talking about. Unless you have experience. So I expect a 4 page essay about how sexual intercourse is done first thing tomorrow morning." He said getting up, leaving the classroom before me. "You're dismissed."

I stood there, looking pale. Did he really just do that? I wanted to cry because of the dumb homework I just earned and curse him out because of his stupidity. After taking deep breaths, I placed my belongings into my bag.

As I made my way to the cafeteria, the hallways were empty. As I got closer, I heard the voices of other students. I looked around for Emily, Kelsey and GiGi, but couldn't find any of them. This day can't get any worse. I had no idea where to sit so I just bought a juice. Just in time, someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around and almost screamed from excitement.

"Please don't ever leave me here by myself again."

"Sorry, I had to use the potty." Kelsey said. I nodded.

"What's y'all next class?"
"We all have gym." Emily said.
I did a happy dance because I wouldn't be alone.

As school ended, I got into my car and headed home. I was completely frustrated when I thought about that essay. Since it was the only work I had, I decided to get it done. I didn't have to research much but when I was done I only had 2 pages. Fuck this shit. I got up from my seat and walked next door.

I rung the doorbell twice, before someone opened it.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

"Is it really necessary that I need to write 4 pages of nonsense?" I asked highly irritated.
"Look, I'm sorry okay. I already wrote 2 pages I'm not writing anymore." I said handing him the papers.

"I didn't think you'd actually do it." He said while chuckling. "But I'll count it as extra credit. Did you want to come in, Emily is upstairs?" His eyes looking directly in mine. I shook my head, lost for words. Because I'm upset and he is so beautiful.
"I'm fine, goodbye Mr. Bieber."

"Have a nice night."

I guess I better start paying attention in class. It's only my fault.

Later that night as I took a shower, I thought about how my body would feel pressed against his. How he'd feel me up inside. I'm glad no one was home because I'm about to do one of the craziest things in my life. As I looked at the window, I saw Emily walking to her car and driving off, leaving another car in the driveway.

I stayed in the shower a little longer, still feeling the need for Mr. Bieber as I saw him walk out his house to stand on his front porch.

Something wild took over me as I quietly opened the window, so Mr. Bieber could hear me better. I made sure to be loud, but not to loud as I stuck a finger inside me.