It Was Wrong [Student/Teacher]

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

By the time lunch rolls around I was feeling extremely uneasy.

Carmella didn't shut up once about Mr. Calhone, who was the "sexy" teacher, or how much I was going to love going along with her plan. Something in my gut told me it wasn't right, seducing a teacher. It's illegal, right? Even if I am 18 and technically an adult. It's got to be against so many school codes and regulations.

He could lose his job, right? Or I could get kicked out of school. It'd be on my permanent record.

"...hot." Carmella's voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

"What?"

"Ugh, keep up!" She rolls her eyes at me as she plops down in a chair at one of the tables in the very center of the cafeteria. All around me are hundreds of students all talking loudly to their friends about their first day back at Southside High. Hopefully their days are going better than mine.

I sit down beside her and after a few moments we're joined by the rest of the cheer team. I am instantly bombarded with everyone yelling at me at the same time.

"You should totally do it!"

"Yeah, totally!"

"Oh my God, you aren't, are you?"

"Do it!"

"Woah, guys, slow down!' I hold up my hands to ward them off. Each of the four other senior girls on the squad, Caitlyn, Vanna, Ariel and Brittany, are all so close to my face that I can hardly breathe. They all lean back and sit down. I wait until they're all calmed down before I talk again. "And, yeah, I guess I'm doing it."

"How did she convince you?" Ariel asks, flipping her long red hair over her shoulder dramatically.

"Did she hold you at gun-point?" Caitlyn asks. "Hold your phone ransom? Tell you that she'd tell everyone you still-"

"Shh!" I cut her off before she can announce to the entire student body that I still watch old re-runs of Even Stevens from back when Disney Channel actually had good shows on.

"Well? Did she?"

The entire table draws in a collective breath and there are five sets of eyes staring at me intently.

"No, she didn't," I say. All the tension melts away and all the girls look sort of bummed.

"So, what did she do?" Vanna asks.

"I dared her," Carmella says. All the girls at the table gasp.

"You didn't!" Caitlyn says.

"I did," Carmella smiles evily.

"She did," I nod and cross my arms over my chest. "It wasn't at all fair."

"Well, we have English next," Carmella giggles. "And that's when the fun begins."

 "I can't believe it!" Ariel giggles. "You're actually going to do it."

"I don't believe it either," I say flatly.

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"You ready for English?" Carmella asks as she skips past me to our lockers.

They're right next to each other which means I'm stuck with her, every minute of every day. Usually I wouldn't complain, but today, I just want to get as far away from her and her "plan" as possible.

"Yeah," I try and act as convincing as possible but Carmella doesn't buy it.

"C'mon, Lillian, live a little!"

"The last time you said that we got arrested for underage drinking," I point out.

"This time it's different," She smiles. "This time it's for love."

"What love?"

"True love," Carmella clutches at her heart and leans against the locker dramatically.

"Carmella..." I groan and look at her helplessly.

"Yes, I am making you do this," She stands up straight and unlocks her locker. "Because I'm what type of friend?"

"The worst...?"

"The best!" She smiles triumphantly.

"Not for long," I mumble as I grab my textbook and slam my locker shut. The bell rings and Carmella grabs my arm before dragging me down the hall.

"Let's go!"

"Do I have to?" I ask as I let her pull me along.

"Of course!" She rolls her eyes at me and continues to pull me. When we reach the English classroom there's no teacher inside but there's a note written on the board in perfect handwriting.

I will be back in a moment. Please pick your seats and wait patiently.

Mr. Calhone.

"Where do you think he is?" I ask as Carmella and I grab the two seats right in front of his podium.

"Getting ready for you," Carmella winks.

The rest of the students begin to file in one by one and soon everyone is present. The bell rings and Mr. Calhone still hasn't shown up.

"I wonder what's taking him so long," I say.

"I told you, he wants to be perfect," Carmella smiles. "Has anyone not told you that first impressions are the most important?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Before Carmella can answer someone walks into the room and a deep voice commands everyone's attention.

"Hello everyone. I'm Mr. Calhone and I'll be your English teacher this year."

I turn my head in the direction of the voice and am pleasantly surprised by what I see. Carmella wasn't joking when she said he was hot. He is about six foot, give or take a few inches, and has sexy dark hair that's a little bit messy. He's wearing a dark blue dress shirt, a black tie, black pants and black dress shoes. There's a slight stubble on his chin but it just adds to his sexiness. Carmella elbows me in the side and I look at her out of the corner of my eye.

Challenge accepted.

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aha chapter twooo (: this one's a bit longer :P

over there is a picture of what Mr. Calhone looks like :D --------->

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