Mr. Sartorius

Chapter 5

Y/n's POV
"what is it, sir?" I asked Mr. Sartorius wondering what would be the favor.

"kiss me.." He smirks.

Did he, my history teacher, mr. "Hottie" sartorius asked me to kiss him?

I furrowed my eyebrows. "sure, here's my report card sir. I assume you'll give me a higher grade in the second quarter." I told him as I set my report card on his table.

"bye." I said and kissed his cheeks and felt him clench his jaw on my lips.

i exited the classroom and walked through the hallways.

Like, how could a teacher ask his own student to kiss him without even thinking twice, right?

Well, I gotta go look for Tristan.

"Omg y/n! I've been looking everywhere for you, where have you been?" Tristan says crossing his arms.

"I just wanna go home, dad." I said emphasizing the word "dad" and walked away from him.

"woah, did you just called me.. dad??" Tristan asks with a smirk.

"it doesn't mean what you were thinking." I chuckled and rolled my eyes.

"Baddie." He says and walked with me.

"So, just tell me where have you been?"

"Ok fine. I'm from Mr. Sartorius' classroom a-" He cut me off.

"Why? What did you do?"

"Just shut up I don't wanna talk about it."

a/n:

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