"Okay class, today I'm gonna cut you guys some slack and I would like to get to know you before we start anything. I'll start. Hi my name is Blake Watson and I just came out off the university. So ya this is my first year teaching, any questions?"
The school slut, Ruth lowered her shirt and raised her hand "How old are you?"
I felt jealous when Mr. Watson smiled at that slut "Im 22 years old"
Another slut, Ruth's bitch raised her hand and asked "Are you single?"
I, myself became curious to hear the answer. Mr. Watson replied, "Well currently yes, but I have my eyes on someone."
I think Blake looked particularly at me, and maybe just maybe I think he smirked. I stared into his stormy grey eyes while he stared into mine and we just drowned in each other's eyes for a while. Soon he ended our stare and cleared his throat. "So guys, everyone is going say 3 things about themselves."
Everyone started listing 3 things about themselves and finally it was my turn. I became nervous, and my hands became sweaty. I looked down at my desk, and started talking, "Uh,... my my na-name is Angel, and uh I am 18..... today's my birthday."
I looked up to see Blake looking at me while smirking. Watching him smirk, I started blushing, which only seemed to make him smirk more. Blake said, "Happy Birthday Angel" in his husky voice.
"Ttthank you Mr. Watson"
He tightly closed his eyes, and I saw his hand clench in fists at his desk for a second. Then he went up to board and started writing on it. With his back to us, he said "okay I think that is enough introductions, we should start actual Math now"
Everyone groaned and pulled out their math book. He is actually a very good teacher. But his husky voice kept distracting me. I couldn't stop the wetness the pooled down there. Finally, the bell rang, dismissing us from our class. I began to gather my things when Blake, err Mr. Watson called out to me. "Angel, can you stay back for a little while."
My heart started racing, why does he want me to stay back?
