How could my mom be going on a date with my teacher?
He literally made googley eyes at me alllllll day. He will regret it. Richie will regret it. I just need a plan.
I didn't go down stairs when I heard my mom come in but it was only 10. I just wanted to sleep to wake up nice and early tomorrow. These boys will regret it.I woke up at 6:30. No time to waist I have to get ready. I wouldn't call my self a makeup pro but I was pretty darn close. I did it all, full face with eyeliner, eyeshadow, my eyebrows were done and to top it off, bright red lipstick.
To go with my makeup I curled my hair half way down so it looked classy and sassy. My hair is a couple inches below my shoulders and is naturally blonde (I get it died brighter every now and again). I then picked out my favorite pair of holey skin tight jeans that hugged my curves in all the right places. On top of that I wore a black blouse that was cut just the right length to show off my assets including my cute ass and it was low enough to show cleavage without looking like a slut. I put on my favorite pair of red sandals that had a little heel and matched my lipstick and made my way downstairs. When I went into the kitchen my mom looked like someone scared the crap out of her."Mom? What's wrong?"
"Where do you think you're going" she asked me with an accusing tone.
"To School? It is Tuesday"
"You look like you are going to a party or something. When did you get boobs? And how did you make yourself look older?"
"Mom! Leave my boobs alone. It's not my fault they came all at once this summer."
"But your face, you don't look like a little girl any more.."
"I am 17 you know."
"Well yes but I've never seen you do this. When did you get good with makeup?"
"I normally only do it at night then take it off. Anyways, how was your date?" I said with an eye roll.
"Not very good. But, he did mention something about your extra curricular activities." She said with a pissed off look. Saved by the bell was never so helpful when my alarm went off saying I needed to leave.
"Oh shoot mom, we can talk later! Bye!" I yelled rushing out the door to get away from her.
On the way to school all I could think about is why her date went bad. Is he a liar with a girlfriend? Was he really too young for her? How old is he even? Too many questions. I needed a clear mind.
I got to school with time to spare. To start off my plan I found Richies truck and like usual he was inside talking to David. David is a little weird but he's always had this crush on me and flirts with me like no other.
I walked up to David from behind and whispered in his ear...
"David, kiss me..""What? Really?" He seemed shocked turning around.
I nodded and bit my lip and he crashed his lips into mine. For a good 20 seconds we made out right in front of Richie. Good thing my lipstick is matte and kiss proof.
I pulled away pleasantly surprised with David's kissing skills. I kissed him on the cheek and said "See ya later" and walked away without looking at Richie. As soon as I turned around I pulled out my compact mirror and seen Richie stair at me with a dropped jaw as I walked away.Plan A part 1, check.
It was a little crazy but it worked as I planned. The only down fall is poor David. I feel bad that I totally used him but this year has to be good.
I opened the doors to go inside and dreadfully walked to Mr. Ellis's class. It's going to be hell but I hope I at least don't say a bad word.
The bell rang just as I sat down next to Abby.
"Dang girl you look hot" she said as she looked me up and down.
"Are you planning on going on a date later""Me? No, this is just something I threw on" I said with a giggle.
"Class let's start today off with starting our chapters on book uh I mean our books on chapter 2" Mr. Ellis fumbled his words around and his book trying to stand at his podium and teach.
He was looking at me the whole time he was trying to get his words out. His face even seemed to blush a little.
"You alright up there sir"
"You like a little flustered"
The whole class started saying these things and Mr. Ellis got more and more mixed up. He gave me one last glance and motioned his eyes towards the door.
"Class I'll be right back I need to speak with Ms. Drake in the hallway"
To my surprise he said this and walked right into the hallway. The whole class turned and looked at me.
"What did you do now?!?!" Abby whispered/screamed in my ear.
I didn't answer her. I simply got up and followed Mr. Ellis into the hallway. I followed him all the way into the copier room where he shut the door behind us.
"What do you think you're wearing" he stated accusingly.
"Uh clothes?"
"Those aren't just clothes? You are sure showing yourself off to everyone like you're for sale."
Who does he think he is talking to a student like this? I took this as my opportunity to begin plan A step 2."For sale? Are you in the market to buy something?" I asked while looking down then slowly looked up under my eyelashes at him. A trick I learned from magazines. I could tell by the way he adjusted himself I was flustering him more.
I leaned forward and placed my hand on his leg and whispered into his ear,
"I think we should probably get back to class..."I turned on my heel and waited for him to open the door. Before he did he grabbed a couple things of supply's and more books and divided the amount equally between us. I guess to make us look innocent.
I followed him back to class and he never fumbled his words or looked at me again. After the bell rang I made my way into the hallway towards my locker.
As I was walking I passed Richie. Instead of him ignoring me and me sulking inside, as he walked past he slowed down and drug his hand across my leg as I walked by. Typically I would think this was an accident. However, he closed the 3 foot space between us in the hallway to do it.
To be sure once he passed I stopped and turned around. Sure enough he glanced back and looked at me with a smirk. Just when I thought my plan was working I noticed Mr. Ellis staring at Richie's and I's small encounter. He turned back into his class just as Richie turned around.
My plans were working with Richie but getting more complicated with Mr. Ellis. I'm going to have to figure out what I want to do because it looks like I might be having more than one option approaching.
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My Secret Life
Ficção AdolescenteOne name, Mr. Ellis. Mr. Ellis has changed every thing in junior Casandra's life. She thinks it's great but not everyone else shares the same opinion. Read ahead if you lowkey like student teacher relationships...