It's always the same in this institute of stuck up chicks, trophy jocks, and stupid lustful players. Always the same jerks. Always the same cycle.
"Hey, Babe" Arvin Claud, AC as everyone like to call him, immediately sat beside the empty chair on my left after Roger, the math geek, left to talk to his other weird over-brained classmates.
Apart from the healthy screaming of the stupid boys at the back, the giggling and chattering of our gossip-sucking girls, the sound of lips smacking in the corner indicating the sign of Jessica and Colton making out and the streams of saliva from every brainiacs mouth talking about the theory on how to defeat a psionic architect, the only thing more annoying is this cocky bastard.
"What do you want, Claud?" Removing my Razer headphones from my ears leaving them dangling on my neck, I shot him an irritated glare. I'm not in the mood to deal with this bastard and his colossal ego.
"You." He leaned in closer to my face smirking a cocky smile. Only to regret doing that.
I quickly threw an aggressive punch at his jawline causing everyone's attention to shift to us. Sorry. That's my defense mechanism against imbeciles with huge egos who don't know when to stop playing their idiotic game.
Everyone started whispering to either their curious friends or any stranger around their area, probably talking about how much of a boy I am. But the boys at the back, kept whistling and screaming ooohhh's and ahhhs at us. I punch better than them, sissy!
"Wow, babe." AC tested his jawline by moving his mouth, his eyes threatening to release tears but he blinks them back. Afraid to show how much of a girl you really are just to leave your social position in the food chain of society, clean and unmarked? Yep. Such a girl. "You pack a punch."
"Just. Don't. Touch. Me." I gave him one last icy glare before putting my headphones back on. Oh holy world of Music take me away from this hell pit!
"Wait-" He placed a hand on my shoulder. Again, worst mistake ever.
Before I could even enjoy my glorious moment of almost making Arvin Claud, one of the biggest popular player in this very learning ground, cry but my reflexes couldn't help but shower our old friend another painful wave of attack.
I quickly grabbed the arm he placed on my shoulder then twisted it so hard a tear rolled down his face. His cocky face twisted with pain and regret. Regret of ever trying to get me.
Everyone gasped at the same time but nobody dared to help their suffering heartthrob. Not so popular now, big boy?
"Okay that's enough." I felt a sudden jolt of surprising electricity when his melodic but very masculine voice reached my hearing organ. It was like a split second of sudden familiarity. But of course, I absolutely know who owns that ever so deep and lavishing voice. It was like a spark of connection was built inside our hearts, cannot be seen, cannot be heard but can only be felt. Great. Now I'm going all poetic on him.
Everyone stopped at the mids of their pathetic lives just to take a good look at Mr douche from the garden. Yeph. He's that guy from the garden. The same guy who made a complete fool out of me. The same guy who caught me trying to change inside a slightly abandoned toilet compartment excluding the clogged toilet and the cracked mirror. The same guy who is so sexy, handsome, hot and damned that he made my heart beat like its on a chance-to-save-yourself race. That stupid annoying irresistibly sexy guy. I hate him.
"I am going to pretend the obvious fact that a dashing young lady," his attractive mesmerizing orbs landed on my blue surprised and damned ones, glinting with every hint of amusement and mischief. "just tried to rip the throat of an eagerly lustful juvenile child." He walked gracefully, showing not a single hint of unmannered gesture, to the teacher's table that was once owned by our strict math mentor, Mrs. Espinosa. Oh no. Please don't tell him he's going to...
"Child?!" Arvin curled his hand into a fist threatening to show off his ugly green hulk and attack Mr Gorgeous-- er I mean, Mr douche bag right there."why don't you come over here and I'll show you who the fucking CHILD really is?!"
Mr douche simply chuckled a deep and sexy laughter staying calm and amused at the same time.
Every girl inside the classroom( EXCPET me...well..uh)were all sighing and their eyes were well trained on Mr Douche. And I'm afraid to say, even mine.
"Alright since you asked for it!" Arvin boiled in deep anger before darting to the front, eyes burning on Mr Douche, then throwing a Not too bad punch at his beautiful face. Beautiful? I mean, ugliful face. Is that even a word? Stupid, Sky.
It was too quick. Too quick for anyone to see it. But I immediately saw Mr douche dodging Arvin's attack with ease, poise, grace and a smirk specifically trained on me. Oh boy...
And Arvin threw another punch, and another, and another..until he's completely out of breath. But Mr Douche, on the other hand, broke no sweat. Just a perfect million dollar smile. How...?
"Are you done playing your ridiculous game, child?" He went back to the wooden desk, picked up a stick of chalk, before writing something on the empty blackboard. His back muscles flexed sexily while he was writing and you can obviously see his slender, muscular and very well defined back. I mean, what muscles?! What back?!
"Damn it." Arvin cursed before getting up then settling back to his seat. I slowly sat down realizing that I was in standing position the whole time. I broke off into smile after seeing Arvin completely humiliated in front of the whole class. It made my day.
"Now, my name is," Mr douche was done writing on the blackboard, also diminishing my view of his amazing back- err..I-I, nvr mnd..I'm turning into a pervert-_-"Antonio Lucian Láfarré..you can call me Luke or whatever you would like to call me."
His eyes, again, traveled to me twinkling with excitement and amusement. Dang it. Don't stare! While I'm also examining every details of his features. Stop. It. Sky!
"Can we call you 'hottie'?" Every girl giggled, except me, obviously agreeing to what a random blonde at the back said.
He just cockily smirked before saying," you and I will have a wonderful time together. Because I will be your brand new teacher. Get ready."
But the whole time he was saying this, his brown orbs were fixed on my blue ones. Stop it! It's making my tummy do weird flips and my body all fired up! Bad, sky!
But they were also saying something, indicating his fixed instructions
To get ready.
Something tells me that I really should.
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My Sexiest Teacher
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