The Teacher

7-Starbucks

I was pissed. Damn I was fucking pissed.
I jam my keys into my apartment and open the door to be greeted by David and Ebony watching High school musical 3.

"Home already Lay?" Ebony calls.
I don't answer.

"Lay?" David calls. "What??" I ask irritated. "Whoa. Are you okay?" He asks. "Do i sound okay?" I question.

"Obviously not. So that's why I'm asking." David answered.

"I'm going to get some...uh chocolate." Ebony says excusing herself from the livingroom.

David gets up from the couch and walks over to me.

"How was detention?" I ask. He smirks. "What detention?" He asks.

"You skipped?!" I exclaim. He rolls his eyes. "Who do you take me for Layla?"
I tilt my head confused.

"After you met with Mr Jackson. He found me in the hallway and took away my detention."

My mouth falls open. "What?"

"Uh huh. Girl whatever you said really made him change his mind about me."

"Huh."

"Hey Lay?! Can you come help me with the dishes?" Ebony calls.

"Sure!" I call back.

David smiles and goes back to the seat as I meet Ebony in the kitchen.
"Okay you don't do dishes. What's the reason you really called me in for?" I question.

"Are you fucking Mr Jackson Layla?" Ebony asks straight forward.

"Huh?" I grünt.
"You heard me. Are you and Mr Jackson screwing around?"

"Where would you get a crazy idea like that?" I say trying to avoid the topic by playing with some silverware.

"It's so obvious he likes you Layla. Plus you can't stop staring at his pants in class." Her eyebrow raises.

I roll my eyes. "I do not."

"Mhmm. I know how he makes you feel Lay." She pressures me.

"Okay maybe he is a little sexy."

"You used the "S" word!! Layla you NEVER use the S word!"

"Shhhh. Ebony don't let David hear you."

Her eyebrows cringe. "What? You're screwing our hot teacher and is worrying about what David thinks?"

"I didn't fuck him."

Yet.

"Well let me know when you do." Ebony says. I sock her in the arm. "Owe." She rubs her arm.

I go back into the livingroom.
"David." I say. He jumps and then gets off the couch.

"What's up Lay?" He asks. "If you're still up for it. I'd love to go on that coffee study date." I say.

He smiles. "Well then I'm glad. Let me get my jacket and we can go."

He walks past me as I see Ebony in the kitchen with her jaw dropped open. I shrug and meet David at the door.

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"Okay you can open your eyes." He says taking his hands off my eyes. We are at a huge Starbucks. My favorite.

"Yay! How did you know I liked this place?"

He shrugs. "To be honest who doesn't really?"

I chuckle. "Yeah you're right." I say looking past him. Locking eyes with my teacher. Fuck! Shit! Abort abort!

"Shall we?" He asks escorting me inside. My insides were screaming no. Because Michael-- or Mr Jackson was in there. This was not going to end well.

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Michael

"Thanks man." I say getting my Chai tea latte from the cashier.
"Are you related by any chance to Michael Jackson the singer?" The cashier asks.

I shake my head. "Nah sorry man. Not a singer."

I drink my tea and head out to only be stopped by Layla and David. Fuck.

Heh heh. Maybe I can take advantage of this.
They come my way as Layla stares Daggers into my eyes.

"Hey you guys." I say trying to hide my anger.
"Oh. Hello Mr Jackson. How are you?" David says. Obviously trying to not show he's pissed either.

"Great. Just great. I see you're here with Miss Beckett."

I look at Layla as she hides her
Face holding onto Davids arm. "Uh yeah. We're on Kind of a-"

"A date." Layla finished. My eyes bulge out of my face.

"A-a date?"is she trying to get the guy killed?

"Oh uh. Nice. Could I speak with you for a moment Ms Beckett?" I ask urgently.
"Uh no I-"

"It's okay Lay. It's probably just about your grade or something." David says giving her a reassuring smile.
Layla rolls her eyes as David walks away from us and gets in line.

"Why are you following me?" She asks.

I roll my eyes. "Don't try and turn this on my Ms Beckett. I was here first."

She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms.
"Why do you want to talk to me?" She asks.

"Why are you on a date with David? Last time we discussed this, you said he doesn't mean much more than a friend."

Her head tilts. "Why do you care?"
I grab her hand and yank her to the men's bathroom.

I throw her inside and lock the door. "You tend to have a habit of throwing people you want to hide into enclosed spaces Mr Jackson."

I walk over to her in this one bathroom and slam her against the sink. I place my body against hers and kiss her lips.

LAYLA

One minute we are arguing and next he is pulling me into a bathroom and making out with me. God our relationship was complicated.

But damn he was a good kisser.

He holds my hips against the sink sliding himself in between my legs.

I felt a moan escape my lips.
He kisses my neck as I lean my head back.
"Honestly speaking Ms Beckett, I wanted your lips on mine the day I helped you up from the ground."

His kisses trail my chest as he pins my arms to my side.
"Uhhh." I moan. As every kiss he places on my chest send electricity through my body. And man I'm nearly electrocuted.

"And I can't bare to see you with another man Ms Beckett. It physically pains me." He admits.

I take control and shove him against the wall placing my hands on either side of his face and planing sloppy kisses on his lips and neck.

"You're hungry aren't you Ms Beckett?"
He chuckles grabbing my ass and firmly squeezing it.

"I can give it to you, you know? I'm much more experienced than Mr Green." He says in a deep voice seductively.

His hand trails to the lining of my jeans as he slips his hand over my thong pulling the string up slightly. "Uh.." I lose my track of words as he massages his hand on my ass.

"Do you want me Ms Beckett?"
He asks.

I nod slightly. "B-but. Mr Jackson. I-"
Suddenly we hear a knock on the bathroom door.

"Can you hurry up man?! It's been 10 minutes!!" Someone calls from the outside.

I get off Michael and fix my blouse and tucking my underwear back in my pants.

"Ahem." Michael clears his throat.
I look in the mirror and fix my lipgloss with another coat. "Sexy." Michael says.

I slap his ass.
"Hey. Save that for later." He smiles lol and raises his eyebrows.

God. What have I got myself into?

To be continued....