Shea walks into a mad house with girls gossiping at one end of the room while gathered in a circle with some drawing and painting. Another crowd of students flood the classroom Shea picks a desk, and resumes to listen to her music as she pulls out her sketch book, continuing to work on one of her recent sketches. Shea turns around after she feels a light tap on her shoulder to find a tall woman staring down at her, "Hi, you must be Shea." Miss Velour smiles wildly. Shea oggles at the beautiful lengthy woman standing before her from her blond short hair to her knee length Navy blue pencil skirt and her flowy button up white silk blouse that's neatly tucked into her waist line, all the way down to her Black heels as she walks back to her desk at the end of her the class room. Miss Velour clears her throat interrupting the gazing young girl.
Shea blushes intensely at the smirking teacher who motions her to her desk, "I'm Miss Velour we usually just do our own thing around here I never really ask for anything except for some quiet, and for you to be at least working on something." Shea smiles at the quaint idea, "We usually have some students enter a state art contest it usually rolls around next month our school is very notorious for it do you think you might be interested?"
Shea shrugs her shoulders before opening up her sketch book to show her teacher some drawings, "Wow." Velour looks at the drawings with her mouth open and smiles wildly once she's done with scanning, "You're definitely entering. What were you thinking of doing exactly?" Shea shrugs, "Maybe paint?" Velour nods her head in agreement, "With how much time there is left you may want some extra class time would you be ok with hanging out around here after school, and I could help?" Shea shrugs, "Sure."
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Deception
FanfictionSixteen year old Shea didn't plan on moving to a white suburban neighborhood at the other side of the country, but she had no choice. She also didn't plan on falling in love with her teacher.
