Last Words (TeacherxStudent) (Lesbian Story) (GirlxGirl)

Chapter Two

P10...P10...

Hayley walked past the doors down the hallway, looking at the room numbers. Despite being at the school for three years, she had no idea where P10 was. For some reason it was hidden away and Hayley couldn't help but think that this was done on purpose.

She walked down hallway after hallway, marveling at how large the school actually was. It certainly didn't look it from the outside.

The number of students down here was minimal and the bricks were graying from old age. She wrinkled her nose against the smell of cleaning product and was starting to seriously have second thoughts about this entire thing.

Hayley adjusted the straps on her backpack and breathed a sigh of relief as she finally saw P10 above the doorway on her right. It looked like it had recently been re-painted and Hayley had her suspicions that that was because of her. Before this program, the classroom probably was never used.

Hayley swallowed the nerves bubbling in her stomach and knocked on the door, deciding that the polite approach was the best approach. She didn't want this woman to judge her before they'd really met. Then again, Miss Reade had probably already been told everything about her.

Hayley suppressed a groan.

The sounds of high heels click-clacking against the tiled floor pierced the air from behind the door. Seconds later, the door was opened, and a smiling brown-haired beauty was standing there.

Miss Reade was gorgeous.

Hayley tried not to stare.

"Hayley Mendel, right?" the woman queried, brown eyes hiding behind square glasses melting Hayley to her very core. Miss Reade had a warm, friendly face with perfect teeth and random freckles dotted across her cheeks. She was young. The kind of young that would have all the male pupils shifting in their seats.

"R-right," Hayley stammered shaking the hand that was outstretched for her. Miss Reade had soft skin and a firm grip that instilled a moment of courage inside of her.

"Come in, come in," Miss Reade greeted, stepping aside so that Hayley could walk into the classroom. "I'm very excited to work with you, Hayley."

Hayley was unimpressed by the classroom. It was completely bare. There weren't any of the usual posters and inspirational bullshit hanging on the walls. There wasn't even a whiteboard marker at the front of the classroom. It looked like it had never been used since its construction. There were rows of desks placed behind the teacher's but only one would be used. Hayley suddenly felt uncomfortable. She had never had a one-on-one with a teacher before let alone for a whole semester.

"I never even knew this classroom existed," Hayley commented as she took a seat at a safe distance from Miss Reade's desk. To her surprise, the woman sat on the front of the teacher's desk. If Hayley had done that, she would have gotten a detention for sure.

Hayley's eyes roamed past the teacher's black pencil skirt and down her perfectly shaven legs, only to rest on the black high heels that covered the woman's feet. Hayley's insides were squirming at the thoughts intruding in her brain. How on earth was she supposed to learn with a freaking goddess as her teacher?

"It's been here for many years but ever since the new block was built, the school hasn't had much use for it until now," Miss Reade replied to the question Hayley had forgotten she'd even asked. She ripped her eyes from her teacher's legs and hoped to god she hadn't been too obvious.