The English Teacher

Part Seventy-two

Betty's POV

School the next day was boring. Well, part of it. Veronica kept texting me... well, it was more of sexting... me. It was in the middle of first period when I was in her class.

❤Ronnie❤

R: Baby!

I had rolled my eyes and smiled.

B: What?

I looked up at her. She was smirking. Like she was planning something.

R: Baby, I wanna go home.

B: And do what?

R: ...

B: Oh, don't do that. You know what it does to me!

I looked up at her and she looked at me mischievously. I bit my lip a little. She looked back down at her phone.

R: I know. Which I why I do it. Please, baby. When we get home?

B: I have homework.

R: It can wait a few hours. Please!?

I looked up at her and she was making a puppy face.  I rolled my eyes.

B: No, you can wait a few hours.

R: Look at me.

I reread that a couple of times. I'm scared to look up. I slowly looked up. Damnit! She was slowly unbuttoning her shirt. My eyes widened and looked around the room to make sure nobody was looking. Nobody was Thank god.

I looked back at her. Her shirt was almost completely unbuttoned and I could see her black lacy bra. Then, my phone buzzed again. It was Cheryl.

Cheryl

C: What the hell is she doing?

I looked up and over to Cheryl. She gave me a look of what is it?

B: She's trying to seduce me

C: Well, stop her before she gets to far in front of the whole class.

I sighed and rooled her eyes.

❤Ronnie❤

B: Okay, if you stop I'll put you before homework.

I looked up at her. She looked at her phone. Her shirt was fully unbuttoned and off her shoulders. I crossed my legs as I started starring at her chest.

R: Promise?

B: I promise. Now put your fucking shirt back on. Before you get caught.

R: Are you afraid of getting caught? Or afraid of yourself afraid of throwing me down on this desk I front of everyone.

B: ...

I looked back up at her. She was slowly buttoning her shirt back up and was looking at me.

B: We'll talk after school

R: Okay.

Her shirt was completely on now. I sighed with relief.

Cheryl

C: Thank you!

B: What do you care? You would like us to get caught!

C: I'm sorry.

I rolled my eyes and put my phone in my pocket and ignoring the last text.

The same thing happened during the end of eighth period. She texted me again.

❤Ronnie❤

R: Babe,

B: Yes?

R: How much longer do I have to wait?

Is she really this desperate. If anything I'm more worried about her trying to turn me on than actually being turned on.

B: Schools almost over

R: I don't think I can wait

B: Is anybody in your class?

R: No. Why?

B: Screw yourself real quick

Yep! She hates me now. The be also

R: But your the only one who knows how to do it right. I can't even do it.

That's true.

B: Too bad. Then, wait.

R: Fuck you!

B: Just wait.

I smiled to myself and put my phone away. This is fun. Why has she been saying a lot of true things this morning. One, I was scared of not being able to control myself. Then, throwing her on the table in front of the whole class. Second, I am the only one who knows how to get her screaming and begging. I just know how to do it right.

"What in the hell are you smiling about?" I looked up and saw Cheryl. I rolled my eyes. She started walking with me. "What do you want, Cheryl?" I asked. "To ask what the hell was your girlfriend doing this morning?" "I've already said this." I sighed. "She was trying to turn me on." "In the middle of class? Isn't she afraid of getting caught?" I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe she doesn't care anymore. After how many times you fucked everything up, maybe she just wants to get as much time with me as she can before you go off and try again. And maybe next time it'd actually go through." I said. She sighed and looked down. "I'm sorry, Betty." I rolled my eyes. "We can talk later." I said. "What why? This is important!" She said. I smirked. "I'm sorry. I'm busy." She scoffed. "With what?" "Do you wanna know?" I asked. "Yes, I wanna know why we can't talk now." She said. "I'm going home to screw my girlfriend." I said and walked off.

I got there and she wasn't there which I figured. I waited till she got back. When she did, and when she walked through the door. "Hey, Betty." She said. I walked over to her and pushed her against the wall. She gasped. "Betty, what are you doing?" She asked. I smirked. "What were you doing this morning?" I asked and pushed my body into hers. "You mean during first period?" She smiled. I put my face closer to hers. "That's exactly what I'm talking about." I pinned her hands above her head by intertwining mine with hers. "I was bored." She said. I sighed. "The truth." I said. Her smile disappeared. "I just wanted you." She said. I lightly laughed. "And now?" I said and slowly put my hand up her shirt. "I still do." I smirked. "Let's go, baby." I said and you know that rest.