Shady Jeff x Tha Produca
Aron's POV
It was finally time for art class.
One of the only classes I like.
There were many reasons behind why I liked it but the main one was because the teacher was extremely hot.
His name was Mr. Phillips.
In my opinion he was the hottest teacher at my school.
It would never work though.
If we got caught he would be in a lot of trouble, not only for it being a teacher and student relationship but also because I'm underage.
I'm fifteen and he's about twenty-seven I think.
I doubt he's even interested in me anyways so I don't know why I still even think about this.
I walked into the classroom, taking a seat in the back.
I set my book bag on the back of my chair and got out my sketch book.
I usually just sat here and doodled.
I did that in most of my classes though.
Class went by quickly so before I knew it the bell rung.
I quickly shoved everything back into my book bag and got up.
I was the last to leave as usual.
Just as I was about to walk out I felt a hand on my shoulder.
" I'd like you to meet me in my classroom after school, Erlichman. " Mr. Phillips spoke into my ear.
Just the way those words rolled off his tongue sent shivers down my spine.
" yeah...uh...w-whatever you want. " I managed to stammer out before quickly rushing out of the classroom.
I knew my cheeks were a reddish color. I could feel them heat up.
The rest of the day seemed to go by slowly.
I couldn't focus.
All I could think about is why he'd want me to stay after school.
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Eventually my last class was over.
I got up, slinging my backpack over my shoulder and walking out of the classroom.
I went to my locker, grabbing anything I'd need for my homework.
As soon as I got everything I shut my locker and started making my way towards the art rooms.
I got there in about five minutes.
I stood outside the doorway, giving a small knock on the frame.
" come in. Shut the door behind you. " he spoke.
I walked in, carefully closing the door behind me.
"so....what did you want to see me for?" I asked, sitting on one of the desks.
I watched as he got up from his desk and walked over to me.
Now I was way more confused.
He stood right in front of me, his eyes staring right back at mine.
" You know....I've been keeping a close eye on you, Aron. You seem a lot different than all the other kids....and you're much more attractive than all the other slutty girls who think they can seduce me so I'll raise their grades. " he spoke, a smug smirk on his lips towards the end.
"...I....I.... " I stuttered, unsure how to react.
" I see the way you look at me. I know how you feel. " he said, putting a hand on either side of the desk so I couldn't really go anywhere.
I swear, I must be dreaming. There's no way this is real.
He leaned in a bit, our noses almost touching.
At this point there were butterflies in my stomach and I was getting jittery.
I just kind of froze, not knowing what to say or do.
He just leaned in more, connecting our lips.
I unfroze, kissing back.
I pulled away slightly.
"this....this is wrong...." I mumbled.
" You know it feels right though. " he replied, reconnecting our lips.
He was right, it did feel good.
I still thought I was dreaming though.
I kissed back still, my arms wrapping around his neck while his snaked around my waist.
This went on for about fifteen more minutes.
When he pulled away for the last time I gave a kind of saddened expression.
I didn't want this to end.
" I can't keep you here forever. I would if I could though. " he smirked.
" yeah....My mom's probably wondering where I am anyways. " I murmured in reply.
I got off the desk, grabbing my backpack.
He slipped me a piece of paper which I assumed to be his number.
I smiled to myself and stuffed it into my pocket.
I headed for the door.
"....I can't wait to have those pretty brown eyes staring up at me.... " I could've sworn I heard him say just as I walked out.
I just shrugged it off and make my way out of the school and towards home.
