It was times like this when I could understand why my mom never liked maths, especially with Mr Redding for a teacher, he was stubborn, insuferable and a complete and utter tosser if I'm being perfectly honest. He had taught my mom, taken one look at my name on the first day of high school and made it his mission in life to make my high school education a living hell.
"Mr Powers?" He asked giving me a smirk that yet again said he was about to ask me a rediculous question there was no chance of me getting right. God why the hell did he have to be an absolute dick?
"What do you want you bald git?" I asked, leaning back on my seat and placing my feet on the desk.
"Do not speak to me like that in my own classroom, get out I'm sure you know the way by now." He yelled, his face turning bright red and spit was flying from his mouth. I wiped away the remainder of his saliva that had landed on my cheek.
"Well clearly your mother didnt teach you any manners, yes I do know the way and I hope you are more of a nicer person next lesson." I said sarcastically, grabbing my bag and leaving the room. I caught the eye of my best friend Mason sitting in the corner and he grinned at me.
"Well you will never know because the next time I see you in my classroom it will be cleaning the floors." He replied as I walked away.
"Sounds good to me." I replied, I got to the door and stopped. "So, does this mean I dont have to do the homework?" I asked before walking out of the classroom chuckling.
I headed down to the detention room and found the rest of my friends sitting waiting for me. A short second later I realised there was a girl among the group. Her hair was dark and trailed in waves down her back and she was grinning as she spoke to David. And she was sitting in my seat.
"Bitch I think you will find that is my seat." I said, walking towards her and leaning on the desk.
"Hmm, shame sorry." She replied winking at me before going back to her conversation.
"I said move babe." I repeated.
"No, dont think I will." She replied.
I picked up the seat, moving, her on it across the room and pulling up the seat from the desk beside me sat down. She glared at me, standing up, straigtening her skirt and walked towards me. I grinned. Soon the glare was replaced with a innocent grin and instead of sitting down in the seat beside me, she sat down on my knee.
"Do you mind if I sit here?" She asked.
"Not at all." I replied, wondering what she was up to. She sat down and a second later I felt something solid connect with my dick. I screamed in pain and looked up at her, she was holding a dictionary and rather than have sat the dictionary on her lap, she had sat in directly over my jeans and jumped down ontop of it. I looked at her before grinning. "Are you gonna kiss it better now?" I asked.
"Your not my type." She replied bluntly.
"Come on baby, I'm everyones type." I replied with a smirk.
She looked at me, leaning closer and just when I thought she was going to kiss me, she turned and began locking lips with David. She pulled away and looked at me.
"Like I said, not my type."
Damn, this girl was good, finally someone who was challenging. I was sick of all the easy lays around here and I had been wanting someone new for a while now. She would let me fuck her eventually, they always do.
I smirked at her before standing up and offering her my seat. She glared at me, making sure I wasnt doing anything wrong and sat down. When she realised I was infact just offering her a seat she relaxed slightly.
"I'm Megan by the way." She said, flicking her hair over her shoulder.
"Arran." I replied just as Mason appeared through the door.
"So why you here?" She asked casually.
"Called Mr Redding a bald headed git." I replied. She grinned, her blue eyes dancing.
"What do you know, me too." She said. I frowned I hadnt seen her in my class.
"I didn't see you in my class." I told her.
She shrugged, "I got there like five minutes before the bell and he started grilling me to see what I knew. I told him he was a bald headed git and to fuck himself." She explained. "So something tells me I might be dropping maths this year. " She said thoughtfully.
I laughed. "That's fine I've at least got someone to keep me company." I replied.
"Hey I'm Mason." Mason said holding his hand out to Megan.
"Nice to meet you." She replied. "I'm Megan."
"So gorgeous tell me a bit about yourself." I said, sitting beside her and placing my arm on her waste.
"All you need to know is In out of your league."
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