Mr. Oxendale

Part 1

SHELLY P.O.V

"SHELLY!" My mother called. It was the first day of sophomore year. If I had been born 2 weeks earlier I would be a junior. My mom and dad divorced when I was young and my dad died a month ago from cancer. I lived with my dad cause my mom never really seemed to care all that much. She was obsessed with her job. She was a stripper by night and by day she worked random part time jobs, including working at a local amusement park over the summer, great. I don't like going out in public with my mom, she's embarrassing and never finished her high school education so she's also stupid. School starts at 7:30 AM and it's 6 AM now. School is about a 15 minute drive and I don't do much because I'm not a morning person at all. I roll out of bed with a grunt, I hate school and I hate mornings. I walk downstairs, pour some cereal out, pour milk on it and devour it quickly. I walk up to my room and check my phone for notifications, a few from Facebook and that's it. I walk to my closet after checking what the notifications were about. I pick out some high waisted black skinny jeans, with buttons on both sides, idk it's hard to explain, then pull out a light blue tank top that clings to my skin. I've got big boobs and a medium sized butt. I walk to my bathroom that's attached to my bedroom and brush my teeth and hair. After I finish I put mascara and bright red lipstick on. I walked downstairs at exactly 7 AM, as usual.
"BYE MOM, SEE YA LATER!" I yell as I run out the door heading towards my best friends car. My best friend has been there for me since back in 2nd grade when my mom and dad divorced, all the ups and downs since then she was the first one there, always. When my dad died, I was hollow, I went to work, talked when spoken to but never more than necessary. She pulled me out of that and whenever I feel sad about it still she helps me. She never knew her dad, he had left before she was born, so I was lucky to at least know my dad. My friends name is Fiona.
"FIFI! I'm so glad to see you, yes it's only been a week but still!" I exclaim hugging her before she pulls out of my driveway. We pull up to school and get out comparing schedules, we have 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 together, our other two hours are flipped so close to spending the whole day with my best friend.
I walk into Mr. Oxendale's classroom and look around, I immediately spot my boy best friend, Mason Levi. I go sit next to him and start asking how the past month was for him, last time we saw each other was at my father's funeral. He tells me how great Australia is and how he actually saw the 5SOS boys and I'm kinda jealous, I mean I liked them before him and I have always wanted to see them. Over winter break I have plans to go to Australia and see if I can at least bump into them, they're so hot. The bell rings and a boy walks in wearing a suit.
"Hello class, I'm your teacher Mr. Oxendale. I'm new here and would appreciate it if you could give me time to adjust. Why don't we all start out introducing ourselves and a hobby? Mine is I like to take walks around the park, who's next?" Mr. Oxendale, who is VERY cute says.
Mason speaks up saying how he likes to sing, Mr. Oxendale says I have to go next, yippee! (Sarcasm)
"Hey, my name is Shelly and I like to swim and sing in my band." I say trying not to draw attention, maybe I shouldn't have brought up the band.
"You're in a band, with who, what's the name?" Mr. Oxendale fires questions rapidly.
"I'm in a band called 'A Summer High' and Mason, James and Fiona are in it." I reply hoping the subject would drop. Nope, not today.
"Who's James?" He asks, what's with all these questions? I point towards James who was across the aisle from me with his girlfriend. "What about Fiona?" Again, I have to speak, damn.
"She's in your next class sir." I reply. Finally he lets it drop and moves on to someone else. No questions for anyone else, wtf? When the bell rings Mr. Oxendale asks me to come back after school, I say okay and walk away with Mason, he has math and I have Social Studies, the class Fiona came out of and is now headed towards Mr. Oxendale's class. Mr. Oxendale teaches science. Ew, how could such a cutie teach such a horrible subject? The rest of the day passes in a blur as I wait for the end so I could see what he wanted.
I told Fi to wait in the car and I'd be out in a few. I walked into my first hour class and found Mr. Oxendale behind his desk, leaning over a stack of papers. He looks up surprised when I knock, "You wanted to see me?" I question.
"Yes, I did Ms. Lawrence. Come here please." He said, his voice was deep and raspy, does he have a sore throat already?
"Yes Mr. Oxendale?" I say walking slowly towards him, I had closed the door behind me, the blinds were closed.
He pointed to his lap and I stopped a few inches from him, still standing.
"Sit." He says gruffly. I obey and sit, I move around to get comfortable but stop when I feel something against my booty. What? This can't be happening. His hands gripped my hips and started moving me around again. I stand up and he looks at me, I sit back down but this time I'm facing him, he smirks. One of his hands trail down to my waistband, he puts his hand inside, pushes my thong to the side and starts rubbing me. I let out a little moan.
"Do you like that baby girl, I could make you feel so good." He says.
"Y-yes." I reply shakily, he goes faster on my clít, making me moan even more.
"F-fuck-k, I'm close Mr. Oxendale!" I moan out, he stops rubbing me but immediately puts his long fingers inside of me, it felt so good. I could feel his bulge growing with each moan. I reach down, unbutton his pants and stick my hand in his boxers, giving him a hand job, I cum and he lets me ride out my high, after I'm done, I keep going on him. Now he's the moaning mess, I puts my lips to his neck and suck, next thing I know he cums. I smirk and get up.
"Be good baby girl." He smirks.
I walk to the car and Fi and I just drive home listening to 5SOS, God I love them so much. I walk into the house and hear my mom yell, oh no, what now.