Shawn's POV
I got home after a long day of school and I was stressed, I had no idea why. I had a great first day of school and all my students are great, but I have no idea why I'm stressed.
I decide to go the the gym on campus and work my stress out, I walked upstairs and took my suit jacket off, slowly taking my tie off in deep thought. I hope Beyoncé is at the gym, I would like to talk to her without people around. what am I doing? She is my student! I just want to know what she was writing about. Well most likely she isn't going to be at the gym but never hurts to dream.
I took my white button up off along with my belt and pants. I walked over to my dresser and took out a pair of basketball shorts and my muscle tshirt along with a sweatshirt. I walked over to the window and looked out upon the people. Katie and I live off campus but right off of the boundaries so you can still see the school and some of the students who live in the apartments across from my house. I looked down on the sidewalk and saw the students walking to their night classes and some jogging. I looked across the street and guess who I saw? Wesley, Beyonce's boyfriend, he's not with her, he's with another girl. I remember seeing him with that girl last year, I didn't know that he was dating Beyoncé at the time. That's why I asked her to clarify for me, I didn't want to tell her because one, I was in class with her and I didn't want to see her cry infront of all those students. two, it's really none of my buisness. And three, the students would think I was mean or something. Mabe I should tell her later, or just let her find out on her own. I walked over to my shoe rack and grabbed my black nike free runs, I tied them and grabbed my phone and the arm band that holds my phone on my arm. I plugged my headphones and turned on the Yeezus album and shuffled it.
I went downstairs then out the front door, locking it and then jogging out of my fence. I jogged across the street and up the street. a girl jogged right infront of me and I almost ran into her but stopped myself, guess who it was, Beyoncé, just the girl I wanted to see. "I'm sorry sir." she said shyly. I looked her up and down, she was wearing tight spandex pants that hugged her body in every right place, and just a purple and white splattered nike sports bra. Her abs....... they were perfect. her whole body was perfect! her long legs, her long hair in a perfect high ponytail, her bare arms glimmering from her run, and her boobs so perfect, and don't even get me started on her curves; her ass. What am I doing? I'm married! I can't be doing this! "excuse me, sir" she said waving her hand infront of my face, I can't believe she caught me staring at her, "oh. Ughem. Yes I'm sorry it's my fault I should've been paying attention Miss.Knowles." I said looking into her eyes. "No sir I was dilly dallying with this stupid thing, I'm sorry." she said pointing at the arm band that holds your phone while you run. "Oh I can help you with that." I said lifting my arm a bit showing her my arm with the band. "Oh really? thank you sir." she said turning her side to me giving me her arm. When she turned around and I looked down all I saw was her ass. I literally chocked on my spit and starting coughing. "sir are you ok?!" she asked with her eyes shot open wide. "huh yeah, sorry just swallowed wrong." I said smiling at her going back to working on her arm. "So are you jogging to the gym?" I asked trying to make conversation. "Yeah, I am. are you?" she asked smiling at me. That smile made me shiver. "Yes I am. Would you like to run with me?" I asked making a leap of faith. she nodded her head and smiled, "alright well let's get." I said and we both ran off together to the gym.
The gym was only about 2 blocks from where we were and we finally made it there. I have to say she was faster than me and I was pushing myself to keep up with her.
"What are you doing today? leg day?" I asked her, giving me a reason to look at her again. she put one eyebrow up, "what are you trying to say?" she asked. I love how she retaliates with a smart comeback rather than shy away. "I'm not trying to say anything Bey- I mean Beyoncé, just what are you doing?" I can't believe I just called hey Bey...... what am I doing? "oh I've got a nickname now? but anyways, today is indeed leg and glutes day sir." she said smiling at me walking over to the elliptical. Praise god that I get to watch her work her ass. "Beyoncé, I didn't mean to call you Bey, I shouldn't be calling you that. It's out of place for a teacher to call a student that." I said jogging over to her grabbing her arm forcing her to turn. "It's ok sir. I understand." she said smiling. I let go of her arm and she continued to walk to the machine. I walked over to a machine behind her, one because it was arm day and two because it's her leg day.
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Can You Keep A Secret?
FanfictionBeyoncé is a student at Syracuse university in New York. Mr. Carter? He's her English literature teacher. It can only work if they can keep a secret.