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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Ryan Kavanaugh

Stacey is late to class. The lunch period ended fifteen minutes ago. After stewing and killing Ephraim in a hundred ways in my head for a full five minutes I decided to go after Stacey. Chelsea was so absorbed in her dramatic tales and still riding the high of dating me that she didn't even question my abrupt departure. Not that I owe her an explanation. We are not dating and it's never going to happen. She's just a means to an end. Nothing more nothing less. And there is no sex involved. I wouldn't touch her with a ten feet pole. Just the idea of fucking her makes my skin crawl. I stormed out of the cafeteria and walked to the quad. It's Stacey's go-to spot on sunny days. I sprinted there not giving a rat's ass if I had seemed desperate. When I arrived there Stacey was nowhere in sight. My mind instantly went to a dark place. Thoughts of her and Effie together in a sexual way flashed in my head. "Stacey when to the girl's bathroom" Devon a hockey player informed me when he walked by. I was going to find Stacey and didn't care that I would get suspended for walking in the girl's bathroom. But then the bell rang and I thought I could talk to her here in history class. But she hasn't shown up yet.

I was getting agitated when the object of my thoughts came rushing in and Jacky followed close behind. Stacey's face is swollen and her eyes red-rimmed. Fuck she was crying. They both headed straight to Mr. Christainson's table. I hate the Abercrombie preppy prick. He fucks underage girls and gives them higher grades to pass. It's been going on for years. He doesn't realize that I know. I've seen a lot of spy videos made by the girls he is molesting just in case he goes back on his word. I don't see the appeal and maybe it's because I'm a guy. But the girls seem to think he is hot and get tongue-tied and flustered in his presence. It's why it's so easy to spread their legs for him. The girls don't see the cold monster lurking in the depths of his eyes. And the way his stare would turn hard and cruel at times. They only see the surface and his good looks. But as my mother always told me beauty is only skin deep. My fingers automatically grip the edges of my desk when the asshole pays a bit too much attention to Stacey. Jacky is the one doing all the talking but his fucking creepy eyes are glued on my girl.

The asshole scribbles something on a piece of white paper and hands it to Stacey his fingers brushing the back of her hand. She flinches and instantly takes a step back. Good girl, I praise in my head. Jacky says something to him and he reluctantly pulls his attention from Stacey seeming annoyed all of a sudden. I've noticed his unhealthy fascination with my girl. He would sit at his desk and stare at Stacey as a man possessed. When handing out assignments he would hover at her desk a bit too long and ask her to stay behind after the lesson ended. He would touch her on the shoulder, trailing his finger down her cheek, stroke her back, and massage her shoulders. The list is endless. He would do those acts and make it look like it's all innocent and friendly gestures. Stacey complained and said he made her uncomfortable. I confronted him and he played it off like she is exaggerating and laughed nervously fucker. Isn't there a rule book that states teachers shouldn't touch students inappropriately?

I will Stacey to look at me in my head but no dice. She keeps her attention focused on the pervert. What did I expect? I had walked out on her and just moments ago I had Chelsea sitting next to me and made it look like we were together. I hurt her and she ran out of the cafeteria crying. While I had sat in that room. And all eyes were on me waiting to see what I was going to do next. Bunch of assholes! I'm not at school for their entertainment. I frown when Stacey and Jacky walked right out the door again. I'm fucking pissed. I wanted to talk to Stacey. Make sure she's okay. Yeah I know we are not together anymore but she is pregnant with my baby. I stay rooted to my desk all the while I'm burning to run after her. Asshole Mr. Christianson gives me a meaningful look as he knows exactly where my head is at. We'll see who's a smug bastard after this period is over.

Stacey Jensen

Mr. Christainson gave Jacky and me a pass. After Jacky told him a bald-faced lie. About me fainting in the girl's bathroom and was out for like fifteen minutes. And her mother is waiting at home to take me to the doctor. Mr. Christainson gives me the creeps and I don't like the way he is staring at me. Just now when Jacky was spinning him a lie. He had kept his eyes fixed on me. It was as if Jacky wasn't standing next to me. There was a possessive gleam in his eyes that scare the shit out of me. I wouldn't put it past him to hijack and keep me locked away in a cabin deep in a creepy forest. Ryan had confronted him once and he backed off for a while. But I've noticed his starting his shit again. The pants he is wearing show off his incredibly large manhood. And by the looks of it, a tent is pitching as he discreetly stares at my chest. That's hidden behind a bra, a tank top, a shirt, and a blazer. His probably visualizing my body naked. I've heard of the stories about him screwing girls from our school at his house in return for higher grades.