Mom and Dad had already came back and skip a couple weeks. It's like the third week of school. Michael and I haven't done anything and we acted like nothing ever happened and I miss him so much.
I have so many classes with him and I hate it because when I see him, I just want to rip his clothes off and fuck his right there.
But I have a super hot math teacher. Mr. Dolan, oh god he can fuck me.
"Haylie" "Haylie!" he called on me. I couldn't here him because I was too busy focused on his back muscles and biceps.
"Yes, Mr.Dolan"
"Come up here and solve number 69" I walked up and I could tell he was looking at my ass, so was Michael.
"Wrong" he said, I did it wrong on purpose. The bell rang and he said he needed to talk to me.
"Yes Mr. Dolan" I said.
"Do you need a tutor" he asked me.
"Why would I need one" I asked.
"I would be your tutor, trust me you'll like my help. And Dad asked me to tutor" he said.
"Yes, I would love you to be my tutor"
"Alright my place, right now?"
"I can't I have volleyball practice, after?" I asked.
"Sure, Come here after practice and I'll take you to my place" he said.
