Wrong Place, Wrong Time (Frerard)

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hello
and i am back once again with this pot (piece of trash)
enjoy

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It was Monday once again and we were all back in school. That day, however, I felt much, much better than the weeks before. I was actually looking forward to going to work, I wanted to see Frank and I couldn't wait until the afternoon, to have him in my arms again. After the Sunday we had I just couldn't stop thinking about him. The only thing I was afraid of was how we would act now that things were okay between us again.

Just as expected, as soon as I walked into the building, my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was a text from Frank and said I looked 'hot af'. I smiled to myself and with boosted confidence walked into the classroom. Students filled the spots quickly and when Frank walked in along with Brendon, I couldn't help myself but check him out.

He was wearing his normal clothes, but at school, he had to hide his tattoos, so he wore a shirt over his tee and boy did he look good. I didn't know what it was about him, that made me go nuts whenever I saw him but damn, I had a hard time keeping my mind set on what I needed to teach.

That day was full of surprises, the first came when I opened my syllabus and realized that I had to talk about 'unplanned pregnancy'. I chuckled to myself because that was something I never needed to worry about. The bell rang and I got into my teacher mode.

"Alright, kids. Today's lesson should be important to most of you. Especially you." I pointed at little bitch number 2 who was just winking at her boyfriend.

"Hm?" She looked up at me, completely oblivious as to what I was just saying.

"Looking at you, your mother probably didn't listen as well." I shrugged and walked to my desk, opening up my laptop to do attendance and then I sat on my desk and started with some questions.

"So, tell me, which kind of birth control is 100% effective?" I asked and one 'smart guy' with a thin baby pedostache looked up from his journal and tried to be smart with me.

"Abstinence." He said and started giggling and high fiving his virgin pedostache friends.

"You can't expect anything else with a mustache like this. Don't cry please." Brendon was dying of laughter, probably still stoned from yesterday, while Frank was just smirking and I tried to wink at him subtly. The rest of the class went quite well until I outed myself in front of the whole class. Again, might I add.

"Any questions?" I asked and waited if anyone wanted to ask anything. We just went over many different kinds of contraception and I kind of expected the class to ask me just a few more questions because all my classes are fun and they want more, of course. Several hands shot up, including Brendon whom I just skipped because whatever he had to say was too much for everyone so I picked a football player who seemed kind of okay. Kind of.

"Do you think condoms are better than pills?" He asked, I raised my eyebrows and shook my head in amusement already feeling where that conversation was headed.

"I mean, I don't have to worry about that so..." I laughed and he looked scared for a second until he asked again.

"Aren't you afraid you knock someone up?" He asked and few people in the class, who aren't as thick as this poor boy and actually understood what we were talking about with Brendon the other day, already knew what I would answer.

"No, I never heard of a guy getting pregnant." I tried to hold my laughter while I grabbed my things and left the room.