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Two minutes later, the door flies open and in runs a flustered looking guy. I swear - every girl (including me) gasps. He's gorgeous. His hair is ruffled and brown and his skin looks extra golden underneath his crisp white shirt. His sleeves are rolled up and his shirts unbuttoned down a couple.

"Good morning class, I'm Jack Gilinsky but you can call me Mr. Gilinsky."

//

So, turns out Mr Gilinsky is also my English teacher. He's quite - how can I put this? - mesmerizing. The way he so effortlessly looks handsome and the way he seems to just talk in beautiful poems. 

"Miss, are you paying attention?" I snap back into reality. He's staring at me firmly, arms crossed across his chest making his muscles bulge.

"Uh.. Y-yes sir, course"

"So what was the question?"

I pause, frantically racking my brain. Think Trin, think.

"I, uh, well, it was-"

"That's what I thought. Don't worry, Trin, you can finish the questions in detention, straight after school" I groan and roll my eyes.

"You want extra time in detention?" he scolds. I shake my head, "No sir."

"We'll see" he smirks before returning back to the questions.

//

I knocked on the classroom door and heard a 'come in'. I entered the room and Mr Dallas was sat at his desk, he was typing away on his laptop as i made my way over to my desk. I couldn't help but feel his eyes burning into my skin as I walked.

"I want you to complete the questions from earlier" He nods, I roll my eyes reaching down into my bag and getting my questions and my book. I also grab my phone. There's a text from Taylor.

Hey baby, where you at ? xx

I completely forgot I was meant to be meeting Taylor after school,

I got a DT for not paying attention! I'll only be 25 minutes! xx

As I type, I can hear heels clicking on the floor. I look up and Mr Gilinsky is stood in front of my desk. His palm is outstretched and he's scowling at me.

"Phone. Now." He demands. I shake my head,

"I was just putting it away, Sir" He rolls his eyes,

"Give me the phone" God damn it, I place the phone in his palm and he snatches it away before storming back to his desk. He seems way too young to be a teacher, he must only be about 19? He rolls up his shirt sleeves once more and crosses his arms, looking quite frustrated and hot.

"What're you looking at?" He asks, snapping me out of my thoughts. I shake my head,

"N-nothing, Sir" He chuckles,

"Whatever, oh and Trin?" I nod, "Please stop calling me 'Sir'"

"Why?" I ask, crossing my leg over the other. My skirt hitches up a little but I don't bother pulling it down. His eyes flick down to my golden legs and they scan them from the bottom up until he reaches my eye level and bites his lip.

"Uh.. well, i.. just.. um"

"Everything alright, Sir?" I giggle, leaning forward in my seat and he shudders before quickly grabbing his suit jacket off the back of his chair and holding it right in front of him as he jumps out the chair and exits the classroom, how strange.. I get up from my seat and peek my head out the classroom door. I catch him running in to the bathrooms. I go over to his desk, perching on the side while I scroll through my phone. Two minutes later, a very flustered and red faced Mr Gilinsky comes strolling back into the room. He stops when he notices me. He walks forward ever so cautiously eyeing me as he does so.

"You can leave now Trin" He nods. I shrug, hopping off the desk and beginning to walk before he grabs onto my wrist and pulls me in tightly.

"But babygirl, don't ever tease me like that again or I won't hesitate in taking you over one of the desks." His voice is low and raspy, A blush sets across my cheeks and I bite my lip because his voice alone could make you scream in pleasure.

"Yes, Mr Gilinsky" I whisper, untangling from his firm grasp and walking over to pick up my bag. I bend over and grab it before making my way out the classroom.

"Oh Mr Gilinsky" I smile,

"Your zip's undone"

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A/N;

well, hot damn. i started a new book - i mean, let's be real. if jack gilinsky was your teacher wouldn't you want him to punish you too?

-t