Teacher's Lesson||Adym Yorba

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Adym's POV

"Come over today." I held Camara between my legs as I sat on the edge of my desk.

She made the cutest pouty face ever, "I can't Adym. I have to go to work and then later I'm hanging with the girls. Also, my family is starting to notice that I'm never home." I rolled my eyes and stood up. I grabbed my phone before I walked out of the classroom with camara chasing behind me.

She hit my arm lightly, "Are you seriously mad at me right now?"

I turned towards her, "I'm not mad at you. I just miss you."

"I've been with you for three straight days." She sighed as she adjusted the strap on her bag.

"Exactly."

"I'll you what? On Saturday I'll come over and I'll order us some nice Uber eats. I would cook but I can't really do that." We both let out a light chuckle.

"Alright. I'll see you later." I didn't hug or kiss her since we were outside my classroom and anyone could see us. Right when I say in the drivers seat I heard my phone vibrating, it was a text message.

Henry: adym, we're coming over to your place tonight.

Sawyer: did you not want to inform the rest of us Henry? Lol.

Sam: looks like I'm not going to be calling the booth call I planned for tonight.

Me: alright, see you guys at seven.

I texted them back before I started my car and drove towards my house. Why the hell does Henry want to meet up all of sudden? It's probably nothing.

**time skip**

I cleaned up my place a little bit before the boys came. I set out the chips and soda before they came because I know the first thing they'll want to do is eat. I heard my doorbell ring which meant at least one of them is here.

I opened the door, "Do I smell cleaning supplies?"

"You only smell Windex and that's because my mirrors were disgusting. I mean, why wouldn't I want to see this sexy ass face." Sawyer laughed as he dapped me up. I heard the doorbell ring again and before I opened the door I heard voices arguing.

"Please, tell Sam that no one cares about his booty call." Henry sighed as I opened the door.

"Samuel, no one cares about your booty call." I spoke before all of us laughed. Sam rolled his eyes as he walked in with Henry behind him.

"Bro! Food!" Henry ran over to the bowl of chips.

"Fuck the chips. I'm missing my booty call." Sam sat on my couch.

"First of all, what dipshit has a booty call at seven?" Sawyer laughed before he took a swig of soda. I shook my head at them before I sat down on the couch next to Sawyer. My friends never have a dull moment do they? Sam is the ultimate boy toy who loves women and football. Henry is the loud one who loves food more then anything. Sawyer is just the chill one who doesn't care about saying what he thinks. And me, the one who's dating a teenage girl and is working as a teacher. We're all so different but the same at the same damn time. Life's crazy bro.