Mr. Iero

Chapter 3

*Ashley's POV*

"So, um, Mom," I said to my mother while I was finishing a bowl of cereal before I left to go to the bus stop.

"Yes?" she asked.

"I have to stay after school today until 5 o'clock."

"And why is that?" she asked, looking up to me with one eyebrow raised.

"I kind of got detention," I admitted.

"Ashley!" my mom shouted. Then she lowered her voice, for my six-year-old sister was still asleep. "It's the third day of school! How could you have a detention?!"

I took a deep breath trying to gather my thoughts. "It wasn't my fault, really. Well, it was. But it was stupid."

My mom gritted her teeth. "Tell me."

"Well, the vice principal gave me a detention yesterday because she thought my dress was too short on me. But it wasn't! I swear."

She shook her head. "I can't stand that woman." I sighed in relief because she didn't seem upset with me. "Don't think I'm still not angry with you, young lady. I can't believe how irresponsible that was of you."

"But mom-"

"Go catch your bus," she said, turning around and going upstairs to her and my dad's bedroom.

I sighed and picked up my backpack to meet my neighbors at the bus stop on time.

When I got to school I had suddenly felt nervous and paranoid. I felt like somehow everyone knew that I had gotten that detention and everyone would think that I'm some sort of future delinquent. Throughout the entire school day, I managed to keep my head down and avoid any unnecessary eye contact.

I got through most of my school day and only had History left. When I sat in my seat, I made sure my detention slip was well-hidden so that nobody would see it if I opened my binder. I was hoping that the only people to know that I'd be there were the students and the teacher that would be in detention from three thirty to five o'clock.

After the bell rang, I noticed that Hallie hadn't come in. Mr. Iero walked in and started to take attendance. He went through a few names and then got to Hallie. "Hallie Byrns?" He looked around the room, still unfamiliar with some of his students' faces.

"Absent," one of the students called from the side of the room.

"Thank you," Mr. Iero said, putting a mark on a box near her name on his list. He went through a few more names. "Ashley Moore?"

"Here," I answered.

Mr. Iero looked up to me and nodded before checking off a box near my name.

Class went along normally. I was still very jittery about having to go to detention later. What if I did something wrong and everyone looked at me like I was stupid?

This is a problem for later, I thought to myself.

The final bell rang and everyone got up to go to their buses and cars. I wasn't sure what I was going to do in the hour that I had left before detention. I was probably just going to go to the library to get all of my homework done.

I got up and started to walk to the door when Mr. Iero called me over. "Ashley, do you have a few minutes?"

I looked over to him, a bit surprised. I didn't think that I had done anything wrong. Did I? No. No, I didn't.

"Yeah," I walked over to his desk and put my notebook down on the corner of it. He didn't say anything though. I wanted to ask what he wanted, but didn't want to sound rude. "What's up?" I awkwardly asked, unable to think of another way to rephrase what I was thinking.

"I just wanted to discuss something for a few moments, if that's alright. You don't have anywhere to be, do you?"

I shook my head, "No, not for a while."

Mr. Iero nodded and then stood up. He walked to the front of the classroom and closed the door, which I thought was odd. He slowly walked back to his desk, his arms folded across his chest and ruffling his eyebrows as he looked down at his feet. He stopped walking when he was across from me. He didn't say anything, again.

"So what did you want to talk about?" I asked in a confused way.

Then Mr. Iero cupped my face and kissed me. The shock of it actually made me drop my bag that held the rest of my binders and textbooks. He then pushed me up so that I was sitting on the edge of his desk. He put a hand around my waist and was starting to lift up my shirt.

I pushed him away, just so that he was only an inch away from my face, and looked at him with complete confusion.

"We're not supposed to be doing this," was all I could say.

"I know," he simply said. He leaned in to kiss me again but I kept him pushed back.

"But I have to be somewhere in an hour," I quickly said.

"So do I," he answered, leaning in again.

I pushed him back one more time, "What if someone walks in?"

"Door's locked," he simply said.

"What if someone hears us?"

"No one will if you just keep quiet," he said, looking into my eyes with a grin forming on his lips.

"But what if-"

"Shh." He leaned in and kissed me again, the kiss being filled with passion. I kissed him back this time, loosely wrapping my hands around the base of his neck and letting them slide down to his chest.

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After finishing, we took a few seconds to catch our breath. I just looked at Mr. Iero for a second, stunned with what had just happened. He looked back at me, still taking heavy breaths, and then rose from lying on top of me.  I looked at his rising and falling chest to see it coated with a light layer of sweat, which I found strangely attractive.  I glanced to the clock in the corner of the room. It was 3:25.

"Shit," I muttered under my breath, getting up and scrambling to get my clothes to put back on.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Iero asked, watching me move to get my clothes.

"It's almost three thirty; I have to be somewhere," I answered, hooking my bra back together.

"Shit, so do I," he said, getting up and putting his clothes back on just as quickly.

We rushed to get dressed and then I grabbed my books and started to walk to the door.

"Hey!" Mr. Iero said before I touched the door knob. He tied his tie back up while he was talking to me, "That was a one-time thing, got it?"

I nodded my head and then opened the door. "Have a nice day, Mr. Iero."

I walked down the hall and went into a bathroom. I had to make sure that I didn't walk into detention looking like I had just had sex... even though I did. I fixed my shirt and combed my hair out with my fingers for a minute before deciding that I looked decent enough.

I can't believe I just fucked my history teacher, I thought to myself

I pulled my detention slip out of one of my binders and looked it over. 'Detention takes place in the all-purpose room,' it said.

I put the slip into my pocket and then made my way to the all-purpose room. When I walked in, I saw all of the kids sitting at tables, talking casually as if detention were nothing. I was looking around for the teacher's desk when I noticed who was monitoring detention.

"Miss Moore," Mr. Iero greeted me, motioning for me to come over to him.  He looked a little surprised, but a little more amused.  I slowly walked over to him, trying to act as if nothing had just happened. "May I see your detention slip?" he asked with his hand out. I pulled my detention slip out of my pocket and put it into his hand. Mr. Iero opened it up and looked it over. He then looked up to me from his seat and slowly shook his head. "You naughty, naughty girl," he muttered just quiet enough so that only the two of us could hear him.

I felt myself blush and then quickly turned around to find a seat to sit in for the next hour and a half.

"Alright, everyone, settle down!" Mr. Iero called out. "Detention begins now."