The Bet (A Student/Teacher Romance) *On Hold*

Chapter 5

(Zane's POV)

When I arrived for my first day at work, I was instantly glad that I had chosen this job. The school was desperate for a teacher, and I was desperate for a job. Plus, what better way to spend my day, than with hot chicks who flaunt their tits, legs, and ass?

I was walking down the hall, trying to find my room, 135, when I stopped in my tracks.

I saw a VERY attractive redhead, and my dick twitched. God, I wanted to fuck her, but I had no idea who she was. Only one way to find out.

I plastered a flustered look on my face, and walked up to her, and asked,

"Excuse me? Do you know where Room 135 is?"

She turned to me, her eyes lit up, and she gave me a flirtatious smile.

"Yes. If you'd follow me, I'll show you. I'm actually headed to my room right now. Room 134." she said excitedly.

Wow, what are the odds? I would see this chick every day.

"Thank you. I really appreciate it." I said giving her my panty-dropping smile.

"It's my pleasure." she purred.

"Zane Castello." I said holding my hand out.

"Geneva Knight. But you can call me whatever you want." she said winking at me and shaking my hand.

Damn!! This woman was going to drive me wild!!

"Sounds good." I smirked.

"So, is this your first year here?" she asked.

"Yeah. You?"

"No. This is my second year here."

"I see. Do you enjoy it here?"

"Up until recently, it's been quite dull." she said looking at me suggestively.

I smirked back at her, as we arrived at my room.

"Well, I should be going, the kids will be here soon." she said rolling her eyes.

"Alright. Thanks again, I owe you one."

"Oh, I'll be sure to collect." she whispered seductively before leaving.

I had no doubt that she would in fact collect. I was very much looking forward to it. As soon as I sat down in my desk, the bell rang.

As the students started filing in, I couldn't help the thought that popped into my head. 'How ironic would it be if Riley was in my class?' I snorted at that thought. There was no way. I don't think that she was still in school, but then again, it would explain why she said she didn't want to see me again. But how would she have known that I was a teacher? I shook my head, and erased all thoughts of Riley from my head. Or at least I tried to.

Once the late bell rang, I started taking roll.

"Olivia Brown?"

"Here."

"David Harris?"

"Here."

I continued to take roll, until I came to one name in particular. Riley Shaw. I didn't know what Riley's last name was, but my heart skipped a beat at the possibility that it could be her.

"R-Riley Shaw."

"Here." she stated sounding bored.

My head snapped in the direction of the voice, and my eyes widened.

Sure enough, sitting in a desk at the back of the room, was Riley. My Riley. Wait, MY Riley? What the hell is wrong with me?!?! I noticed that here eyes widened slightly as our gazes met, but she soon regained her composure, and plastered an impassive expression on her face.