Are You Willing to Trust?

Chapter 18: Mr. Smith

POV: Angel 

Shrugging on my sweatshirt and zipping it as the bell rings dismissing us from lunch, Candice happily walks with me to our next class with Jessica right behind us. So far all I really know about the red head was that she was on the taller side, best friends with Candice, and really wanted a tattoo on her lower back. Doing my best to keep from rolling my eyes as she gushed once more about my tattoos I grabbed my bio book from my locker along with my gym clothes.

 Following the two to our next class, I take a quick survey of the science lab before taking my seat and listening as Candice tells a story about a failed attempt at piercing one of her friend's ears. Doing my best to put on a shocked face as she overdramatizes getting the needle stuck in her friends ear, when Silas enters and takes a seat in the back of the room with Sang. 

I do my best to keep my face neutral not allowing recognition to slip into my facial features when I notice Jessica begin to shift in her seat. Noticing as she carefully undoes the buttons on her blouse revealing part of her lacy black bra hidden underneath, I do my best not to gag as she moves her skirt a little so that it sits higher on her legs. Raising my eyebrows, I glance to Candice for clarification but all Candice does is hide a giggle. Thankfully I don't have to wait to much longer because Jessica's voice gives it all away. 

"Good Morning Mr. Smith." Her voice is like that of a cat getting ready to take down her pray, soft and seductive. Realizing she is staking her claim, I turn to find a male in his late fifties to early sixties staring at her with hungry eyes.   

"Good Morning. Shall we get started?" He smirks back at her and I quickly tuck my head down trying my hardest to keep my mask of emotions in check as he begins to take attendance. He manages to make it all the way through the list, mostly getting grunts, he pauses as he states my name. Raising my hand, I suddenly feel as though I can't breath. 

Those deep black eyes are focused upon me and grazing my body. Doing my best to hold still, I watch as a small smile appears on the perv's lips and he continues similarly with Jessica's name and then Candice's.  Forcing a slow breath through my mouth, I do my best to ignore the inappropriate looks that the teacher gives me as he walks us through the science lab we will be conducting before leaving us to get started. Pairing up with Candice, whose partner is absent, I allow Candice to take the lead as I silently watch Mr. Smith walk around the room his hands lingering on Jessica, who sits at the table behind us before making his way to our table. 

"Hello Angel, I see you have made friends with Candice. How are you enjoying things here at Ashley Waters? Everything to your liking I hope." His voice is low and his eyes linger on Candice's chest before wondering over to my own the double meaning clear in his voice. 

"Candice is showing me a good time," I state implying my fucking fake sexual interest as I glance to Candice who smirks as I add an extra polite. "Sir." This seems to spark something in Mr. Smith because almost instantly he is standing behind me with his hands resting on my hips. 

"You let me know if I can help you ladies out." He purrs before stepping away from the lab table. Giving him a flirtatious nod, I make fists under the table as I do my best to contain my utter disgust and hatred toward the man.

Fucking piece of garbage. The rat bastard deserves to be thrown in jail. Fucking shit this man shouldn't be allowed to step in a school. 

Thankfully, as my ganger begins to bubble the loud speaker clicks on and Dr. Green's voice floats into the room. "Miss. Black to the guidance office. Miss. Black to the office." Glancing over at Candice her smirk gets wider as I grab my bag and walk out the door. 

 Shutting the door behind me, I can almost feel the weight lift from my chest as I make my way to the  office where Dr. Green stands outside his door. Stepping into his office, I quickly spot Mr. Blackbourne off to the side as the doc closes the door behind me. Forcing a ragged breath through my gritted teeth, I sit down on the couch. "How the fucking hell does a school have a willing prostitute ring for teachers? I mean really what kind of whores would enjoy giving it to these old fucking-" 

"Miss. Black!" Mr. Blackbourne cuts into my angry inner monologue and I force another breath through my mouth trying to contain my anger. Allowing me a moment, to recover, I glance back to Mr Blackbourne who is running his hand through his hair like he is a dog who has flees. "I was going to ask you if what you talked to Dr. Green about was true but from what you have just stated to me I think that is clear." 

Nodding, I run my hand along my bandaged sides and glance to Dr. Green who has taken a seat besides Mr. Blackbourne. I then proceed to repeat everything that had occurred from when Dr. Green had let me go to lunch till two minutes ago when I had left my classroom. As I discuss each detail with the two each become just as disgusted as I had been moments before. 

"The plan is to catch McCoy and these teachers in the act with evidence so that we can turn them in. Yes?" I state and Mr. Blackbourne nods his head as he continues to process the information. 

What the hell had I walked into?