Teacher's Pet (A Michael Jackson Fanfiction)

Teacher's Pet..34..

"Don't let that skank get under your skin too much, Jen." Whitney offers solace as we walk out of the lecture hall into the hallway. "You got her ass tied up and she doesn't even know it. Use that to your advantage."

"Yeah." I murmur, looking around, as people bustle around us.

Class is finally over.

It's time for me to get a lecture, another lecture, from Professor Jackson.

I should go find Tia and bust her in her mouth, but I'm a little too nervous.

Not because of her. Because of Michael.

You'd think after having sex with this man, I wouldn't be afraid to go by his office.

Michael I can deal with.

Professor Jackson, not so much.

"I'll be good. We'll meet up at lunch, okay?" I offer Whitney a safe smile, but she doesn't fall for it.

"Want me to walk over with you?" She asks. "If that bitch says anything I'll two piece her ass."

I laugh and it's real. "I can handle her if she gets out of line, Whit. Remember you're still partners in lab. I don't want her jeopardizing your grade."

"That bitch knows her ass from a hole in the ground. She wouldn't pull some silly shit like that."

"You heard the recording from last night." I point out. "There's nothing she wouldn't do to get what she wants."

Whitney sucks in air then sighs.

"Don't worry," I pat her arm. "I'll make sure she doesn't jeopardize anything for you. I got this."

"I still got your back, Jen." Whitney says before I walk off.

"I know this." I smile then turn and walk away.

When I walk up to Professor Jackson's office door a voice, from behind me, catches my attention.

"He's in there with someone else." She says.

I roll my eyes as I turn around to look at her. "Who's he in there with, Tia?"

She smirks as she stands from sitting on a nearby coffee table. "Professor Colbert I think. They've been in there for a while."

I frown. "Professor Colbert?"

"The recent divorcee who Professor Jackson has taken out more than a few times. I hear they have a long history." My frown deepens as Tia walks up to me. She wiggles her brows and chuckles. "You think he's still fucking her?" One of my brows shoot up and I just stare at Tia. "You didn't know they were fucking?"

"Shut up, Tia," Brad's voice suddenly booms behind me. "you're just mad you're not screwing him."

I turn around hoping to see his smiling face, but he's glaring instead.

"Maybe we can, Brad." Tia flirts up to Brad and scratches his chin before he swats her hand away.

"Tia, I wouldn't touch you with my dog's dick."

"Bestiality." Tia shudders as if she likes it. "I like it. Are you a beast in the sheets, Brad? Is he Jenn--Oop--" She covers her mouth and giggles. "you wouldn't know, now would you?"

"I know more than you think, bitch." I snarl and Tia laughs. "So you better tread lightly around me. I know your little secret."

I wiggle my phone knowingly at her.

"Tell me something then, girl." Tia claps then looks at Brad. "You should give me a chance, Bradley. I could really make your toes curl."

Watching the shameless display is making my stomach turn.

Now I want to beat her ass even more.

I envision myself doing just that with a wide grin on my face.

Brad rips Tia's hands from his body and hisses. "You'll only succeed in making my stomach churn."

I smile at his resistance to her whore charm.

"That could be good too." She winks, caressing his cheek, before looking to me. "Keep my new toy company while I'm away."

I roll my eyes as she disappears around the corner.

I assume she's going to a vending machine, because there is one in that direction.

Hopefully the snacks will keep her thirsty ass occupied for a while.

Bitch.

"Hi." I nervously smile at Brad as I turn to him. "You weren't in class today."

"I know this." He says, monotonically.

"Oookay." I drawl, detecting his attitude. "I just missed you. That's all."

"Missed me?" He scoffs. "Didn't your ex keep you from that?"

"Brad." I sigh, licking my lips. "I didn't forget you because I met up with him. I told you I still want to be your friend."

"You met up with him? Jenna, you're practically reeking of sex. You fucked him?" My jaw drops as Brad holds up his hands. "Don't even answer that."

"Brad, why are you so mad at me?" I ask, looking around us for Tia or any other passersby who could be listening.

"Why?" Brad scoffs again. "Jenna, I thought you liked me the same way I liked you."

"You should have asked instead of assuming, Brad."

"Was it wrong to assume you wanted me when you were wrapped in my arms every night?!" He barks as Professor Jackson's office door opens, unbeknownst to us. "Where was this ex of yours when you were crying on my shoulder day in and day out?!"

"Bradley!" Professor Colbert scolds, seeing the tears filling in my eyes. Brad breaks his glare from my eyes to meet hers. "Come with me now."

"No, I'm fine!" Brad yells as he turns and storms away from me down the hallway.

I look down at the floor, studying my hot pink painted toenails, embarrassed.

I didn't know I had affected him in such a way.

"Ooo, loverboy, is pissed." Tia singsongs from my far right. "Think I can cure him, Jenna?"

Oh, how I'm tempted to let an authority figure listen to that recording right now.

She has jumped all over my nerves.

"Michael, thanks for the meeting." Professor Colbert's voice drips sex as I look over at them. "I look forward to more."

"Me too, Carlotta." Michael smiles then he looks at me as it fades.

Professor Colbert nods politely at me before starting down the hall.

What were they meeting about?

"Ladies," Professor Jackson gestures to me and Tia. "inside my office, please."

I stare at Professor Colbert's backside until she's out of my sight.

She's cute, but she doesn't seem like Michael's type.

Or is she?

"Miss Toussaint." My eyes fall upon Michael as I fold my arms and he continues. "Inside my office now."

Not feeling up to arguing, I do as he says.

I walk inside Professor Jackson's office and take a seat beside Tia before his desk.