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Faye Dawson
"Morning" I said to Thomas who groggily walked down the stairs as I sat reading Little Women and drinking coffee.
"You're never up this early" he replied and I shrugged.
"I'm going to work in the school today with Shawn. Just for a day" I told him and he nodded.
"So What did Shawn get you for your birthday?"
"Didn't you know?"
"Well yeah I did but I wanted to see if he actually went through with it" Thomas smiled.
"He got me a weekend trip to Paris" I blushed and Thomas nodded.
"I wonder how a teacher can be so loaded
with money. You never know Faye he might be an undercover agent" Thomas played.
"Shawn? Guns? Fighting? No way" I said to Thomas and he shrugged sipping his tea.
"Well I think he's hiding something. He can't just have all this money from teaching Faye." He said. Well now he's got me thinking. I guess I'd just have to ask Shawn.
The doorbell rang and I opened it to find Shawn all smartly dressed to teach.
"Ask him" Thomas whispered giving me a hug. "If he's an agent I get the Tv for a week"
I hit his arm before walking out of the house.

"What were you talking about with Thomas this morning?" Shawn asked as we walked into the school and to his own private office.
"He was just wondering how you could afford big things like your car and this trip when your only a teacher" I said feeling embarrassed at his harsh gaze.
"I'm not proud of my past Faye which is how I got the money."
"Is it that bad?"
"I don't want to talk about this now" Shawn said sorting through papers.
"Why? What's so bad?"
"Faye stop. I'm not talking about it" He finished raising his voice.
I sat back in my chair and didn't look up from my phone as he got ready for the day. He sighed and stood up holding all his folders. He motioned for me to follow him into his classroom. I did.

"If you could sort through these in terms of class and what I've marked or not." Shawn orders placing at least one hundred pieces of paper in my hands. I sighed and sat at the opposite side of his desk to him as students piled in.
"Morning. Now today, what is it? Surely you can't have a question already" Shawn asks a boy.
"Who's that?" He asked and I smiled playing with my rings.
"Oh right. This is Miss Dawson. She's going to be helping out for the day so if you have questions and I'm busy ask her" Shawn explained and then went on teaching about poetry.
Halfway through the lesson Shawn was marking the work I had put infront of him and I looked over to see a girl at the back with her hand up.
I looked at Shawn and back at the girl and raised my eyebrow at her.
"Sorry, I just don't understand what's the significance about water and fountains?" She said and I put my pen down.
"Well the water it flows at the beginning of the poem but by the end it stops. The fountains water is always flowing at the beginning of the poem which here, is a symbol for the love that once flowed between them. But now there is no water and therefore no love." I tried to explain as best as I could.
The girl smiled and I turned round, picked up my pen, and went back to work.
"Thank you. You explained it better than I could of...probably" Shawn said looking up at me as I bit my lip and nodded.
"No problem" I replied and he sent me a wink before we both looked down and continued to work.

Three lessons later it was finally lunch.
"So what do you teachers do for lunch?" I asked and Shawn shrugged.
" get a sandwich from the canteen then come back to our offices and eat" he said and we both stood up and wandered down to the canteen together.
I got a sandwich, drink and crisps then went back up to Shawn's office. I went on my phone to text Thomas and eat when Shawn came back, locked the door, pulled the blinds facing the hallway and sat down beside me.
We sat in silence as we ate and chucked our rubbish away.
He looked so handsome. His chest and muscles defined under his shirt and his tight black jeans did his body every favour.
I looked down and I had on ripped black jeans, a dark grey vest that showed off the top of my chest and a little cleavage. I also had a denim jacket and black shoes.
He looked up at me briefly but said nothing, taking out his phone.

I stood up of my chair and stood infront of Shawn. I took his phone out of his hands and shoved it in my back pocket.
"Are you still being grumpy about this morning?" I asked and he sighed. His chest pushing the shirt material out.
"No. I'm sorry for being grumpy I shouldn't of been." He said holding my waist as I straddled his lap.
"Good" I said before leaning forward and kissing my teacher boyfriend harshly. I tugged on his bottom lip as his fingers went underneath my vest.
"Wait wait I have something to tell you" Shawn said squeezing my waist. I raised an eyebrow as he looked embarrassed, a blush creeping onto his face. "I used to have this exact fantasy daydream when I would look at you in class"
Shawn confessed and I pulled back.
"You're gross" I laughed kissing his neck.
"Yet here you are" he said pulling my chin down so my lips met his.
His large hand traveled so his fingertips brushed against the material of my bra. I smiled and threw my head back embarrassed as he did.
"What?" He laughed and I couldn't stop giggling.
"Nothing I'm sorry. I just can't stop thinking that you had this fantasy and you were my teacher when you had it" I laughed and he laughed taking his hands out.
He wrapped his arms round me and I pecked his lips a few times as the bell rang. We stood up and went to the door. I felt Shawn's hand on my butt and I turned sharply. He looked down at me holding his phone up with a grin on his face. I rolled my eyes and he laughed as we walked to his classroom.

The last two lessons were very uneventful. I sat marking some of the work Shawn had to mark just to help him out. I hummed lightly and talked to myself as I fluttered the red pen over the page.
"Faye" Shawn whispered and I snapped my head up to look at him. "Stop talking out loud" he laughed and I nodded.
"Sorry" I apologised and went back to working, which I didn't have to do for long because the bell rang.
"Excuse me?" A voice said and me and Shawn both looked up to see a girl in either year seven or eight.
We both smiled at the girl who was giggling with a few others.
"We were just thinking about how cute you two would be as a couple" they giggled before running out of the classroom.
I looked at Shawn and laughed as he smiled. I shook my head smiling and he stretched out. His shirt came up and I reached over poking the revealed piece of skin with a pen.
"Can you do me a really big favour?" He whined and I nodded. Shawn dug round in his pocket and handed me a few pounds.
"Please could you go and get me a coffee?" He asked and I nodded, mimed a kiss to him before walking out of the room and down to the canteen.
I paid for two coffees and whistles to myself as I went back to Shawn's classroom. The door was closed except for a small crack in the door, which wasn't how I left it.
I put my ear to the door and heard a woman's voice. My adrenaline started to run and I couldn't bring myself to open the door, my hands were shaking so much I thought I would drop the drinks.
"Shit shit shit" I whispered to myself as I pushed the door open with my foot. As I saw the scene before me it took everything within me to not drop the drinks.

A woman, the teacher Shawn used to date, leaned over him her hands roaming his semi bare chest their faces merely centimetres apart. But the worst thing to witness was the smile on Shawn's face. A lump formed in my throat that I had to swallow down to stop the tears from falling.
I cleared my throat and they jumped apart. The woman turned and I could now see her shirt buttons were half undone. Shawn's face paled, and I could feel myself getting red in the face.
"Miss Dawson? What are you doing here?" She asked looking flustered.
"Work experience with Mr Mendes. But I'll be going home now" I smiled placing one of the drinks harshly down on his desk spilling some of it. "Oops" I almost growled locking eyes with Shawn.
"You should be more careful, this paper's important because it means I get to give a detention for cheating" he laughed and I sarcastically smiled.
"Cheating very bad sir. Cheaters get no second chances" I said and I could see the panic in his eyes as his face fell.
I picked up my bag and walked out of the room quickly knowing that Shawn wouldn't follow me.
Our relationship had already been through so many ups and downs. But this was too much.

 But this was too much

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