My Sexiest Teacher

AALIYAH MEETS HER MATCH

"I hate you."

I glared daggers at his firm, muscular back hoping it would pierce his heart and he would die in writhing pain. But too bad I don't have psychic powers. Gahd, I would trade anything for ____'s powers right now.

But he seemed too amused at my boiling rage to even consider looking back at me. Jerk.

Right now, me and him, our suppose to be respectful teacher, are stuck inside the detention room for another hour to pay for our sins. Apparently, Mr. Babble-mouth( Arvin Freaking Claud) tattle tailed to Mr. Way about us trying to burn his body alive. And Mr. Way fell for that jerk. Is he serious?!

And Mr. Jerk-face here didn't even do anything to defend himself and me because he's actually enjoying himself being around my company. Well I don't freaking enjoy this crap one bit.

"Why is this happening to me?" I groaned burying my head on my arms that are crossed on the desk of my armchair. "I'm suppose to show off my rad skills to Duke and Chad! So I could whip their butts again! But this has to happen to me!"

He chuckled lightly." You sure are one arrogant little princess."

"Will you quit calling me that?!" I quickly looked up, shouting angrily. My cheeks were glowing red and I look like a freaking tomato! Even my damn heart is racing! Fruck this!"The four walls of this classroom won't hold the damn monster living inside me if you don't shut up!"

"That's your problem." He finally turned around wearing his calm and composed expression but it has a cold twist to it. His legs were crossed on the open side of the armchair while his arm was seated on the back of the armchair supporting his chin. With those eyes drooping cutely, his brows furrowing and his calm smirk, I feel like dying."you tend to let your rouge of a temper control your actions and decide your next move. Your too obvious."

"Are you insulting me?!" He did not just...ugh. I angrily stood up causing the chair to shake lightly. My flaring eyes burned through his brown ones. His expression remained composed, cool and amused. Whyyyy?!?!?!?! My hands formed into fists ready to punch his beautiful face. "I'll freaking whup your butt!"

"Attack me." The whole atmosphere shifted into something chilling when he stood up wearing a blank but cold expression. This is a different side of him. I know. I sound like I totally know him, inside and out. But there's some sort of strange familiarity about this guy. A pleasantly strange familiarity. His brown orbs remained focused on mine, not breaking our contact. My anger suddenly changed into a worried and anxious feeling. As if the whole world slowed down, the classroom was starting to blur. The door with the DETENTION word written on it and the four pale pink walls of the classroom seemed to fade away. The dark green blackboard that covered the front wall of the classroom with chalked words that say DETENTION ROOM at the middle of it, was almost blurring away. The 6 rows and 6 columns of mahogany arm chairs was like in a distant picture of blurred matters. Everything was fading into a large blurred image. But Mr. Láfarré was the only thing, sharp and focused to my eyesight. What's going on? "What's wrong? Your going to 'whup' my butt right?"

"I, I.." I couldn't speak. As if the words were clamped inside my mouth, not wanting to come out. I closed my eyes, feeling a light headache. This is ridiculous. This is..impossible. This is not real.

"Everything about you is a lie...princess." A distant voice echoed inside my head, repeating all over and over again. A lie? Princess? I could feel my pulse raise and my whole body turn ice cold.

"Princ- I mean, Skylar," I could feel Mr. Láfarré's presence come close to my ice of a body. Worry shown in his voice." Open your eyes."

I didn't want to trust him. He got me in trouble, he ruined my day and he got me so confused. But without my primary will, my eyes opened.