Inappropriate Teacher Crush? Yes Please!

Chapter dos

The day flashed before her eyes, as she found her self walking towards the school Sports building 'RECREATIONAL CENTRE' in large illuminated lettering above the large doors catching her eye before she entered for her 1st gym session of the week, blood pumping in her veins as she was ready to endure a heavy workout as always.
Laura cheerily greeted the care taker,
"Hey Tara, How are you? How's you day been."
"Quite hectic darling , however we haven't got many in for the gym tonight, Have you had a nice day?"
"Not too bad Tar, it's nice too see you! I'll see you soon,"
After exchanging a conversation , she entered the Locker room before changing into her simple gym kit of biking shorts and a school sports team hoodie , pulling her smooth phone and her detangled earbuds out of her blazer pocket before making her way out and up the stairs to fill her water bottle and make her way to the gym facility.
She began to plug her ear buds into her phone and choose a playlist , as she heard heavy footsteps and a deep laugh echo down the hallway as she gazes her eyes upon the Gym coach who supervises the sessions.
Tan, tall and lean was the way to describe him, he caught Laura's eye the moment he stepped into the building and took over the gym, joining her in a hearty conversation and ever since then she had looked forward to coming to the fitness session enjoying getting fit and getting to see her macho coach, Mr Parkinson.
"Heya Lauren, you here for the Gym session tonight?" He asked her chirpily, flashing his pearly whites at her, causing her cheeks to turn a faint pink,
"Yes sir , I am," she smiled back as a breathless voice interrupted them,
"Laura you left your art folder in the canteen!" Her friend panted , handing it to Laura giving Mr Parkinson a stare down,
"This is him isn't it? ahaha you are such a cutie," her friend whispered, patting her shoulder, before leaving,
Laura became flustered , flipping her friend of discretely mouthing an angry 'Shut the hell up hoe' before regaining her composure and turning her face back to Mr Parkinson who was aimlessly scrolling through his phone ,
"Let us have a look at this," He suddenly piped up, pointing to the folder hanging at Laura's side,
"Uhhh this?" Her hand lifted up her folder, which he took to her surprise , as he unclipped the fastening peering at all her works,
His stubbled cheeks lifted and his plump lips lifted into a smile as his eyes met hers slowly,
"Ahhh I could do so much better," Mr Parkinson teased , his fingertips running over the little details of the portrait Laura had drawn and painted,
Laura's jaw dropped , 'exsqueeze me hunny' her eyebrows rose to the sky,
He stepped closer towards her , a cheeky smile still on his face as he gently says
"Only joking, this is amazing Laura, it's truly wonderful, who knew how artistic you were," Before pushing her folder towards her, his calloused finger tips running over her knuckles as he handed it back to her, butterflies erupting within her tummy as he flashes her another million dollar smile once again, before walking into the Gym room.
'Get your self together girlie, he is a teacher for crying out loud'
'But he's kinda gorgeous, and he like our art'
'Oh shut up please'
After finishing her internal battle with herself , she enters the gym, sparing Mr Parkinson a tiny glance before heading towards the rowing machines seeing her Gym buddy Ismael hard at work,
He gave her a bright smile , "Heyy Laura, you good girl?"
"Yes , yes you'll never guess what..." She began explaining her predicament to Ismael , watching his face erupt into a smirk,
"He defo has the hots for you darl, I mean look at you, damn," Ismael raising his hands up and down at her,
"Shut up he doesn't but like Ugh he makes me feel some type of way,"
"Hmmm sure sure Laur, that's what they all say,"
"Oi shut it, go ask Parkinson to put on 'Piece of my heart' " she ordered watching Ismael walk to him and loudly say
"Laura would like you to put 'piece of my heart' on sir," he turned back to wink at Laura who was internally face palming and dying inside ,
Mr Parkinson chuckled, a pleasant sound to Laura's ears before he loudly states , his eyes locking with her ocean ones,
"Tell Laura she has to come up and tell me her self,"
'What in the HELLLLL, oh damn' she thought before scowling at Ismael and putting in her ear buds in and drowning out sirs laughs,

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"Faster Laura, come on you got this, faster, just a little harder," Mr Parkinson hollered as Laura breathlessly smiled and lifted her thumbs. Sweat trickled down her forehead, her lungs began to burn and she finished her 20 minutes on the treadmill,
"Whoooppppp you did it," Ismael pumped her up, Mr Parkinson clapping as she heaved , hands on her knees,
"You did brilliantly Laura, get some water and we'll do the plank in a few minutes darling," sir smiled , getting his stop watch ready,
Laura was ecstatic, he'd not only praised her well but he called her darling !!!
Her fan girl moments were abruptly cut off and she was called to do the plank,
Getting onto to her forearms she sucked in a fresh breath of air, her core muscles tensing as she began her time,
She realised minutes are like hours during exercise and that was just pure facts and torture in her opinion,
"One minute twenty five, Laura lower your bum please." My Parkinson encouraged, his eyes glued to her form , she went on getting to 1 minute 54 a new record of her own,
"Well done guys great session today!" Sir began to lock up, his eyes falling on Laura as she was leaving,
"Laura?" He called out,
"Hmmm yes sir?"
"Well done today once again , see you Friday, have a lovely evening,"
"Bye sir , you too,"

Ismael hung back , his face busting in joy,
"Bitchhhhh he was flirting with you , like when your were doing the plank he could keep his eyes off you , especially your rear, he honestly has the hots for you, I told you boo!"
"Don't be silly , he was checking my form...Wait do you really think...?"Laura asked slightly worried and slightly intrigued,
"Yeh 'checking your form,' I.e checking you out sis , potato, pot-ato, same thing hun," Ismael yapped,
"Shush he's our teacher, fitness coach," Laura fired back,her face heating with embarrassment,
"Hmmmm whatever, I mean wattpad entered the chat , anyway boo, I've got to go, have a good night," Ismael blew her a kiss retreating to the car park ,
She sighed, 'this can't be, I'm definitely over thinking it but like imagine'

Laura heard the loud noise of a car horn go off as she was strolling home, her eyes falling upon a familiar model of car.
Her eyes locked with the familiar man who smiled at her brightly, his eyes framed in rustic glasses. Mr B! He waved joyfully driving past , her mind in a frenzy,
'Seriously loz, seriously 2 teachers! 2 men you can't have! You're unbelievable!'
'What can I say girl, we like men, and not little boys, sorry not sorry,'
It was pointless arguing with yourself as Laura knew, her mind conflicted all the way home,

She opened her front door, greeting her mum with a kiss on the cheek and her dad with a fist bump, before plopping on the couch next to her dog Milly and Katie,

"Guess what sis?" Katie laughed,
"Whattttt," Laura drawled , her eyes fixed on the TV,
"Mr B didn't stop taking about you in the lesson, like 'Laura this' 'Katie's sister Laura did that' bit odd but like yeh"
"What?, you're kidding!" Laura said feeling a tiny bit flattered,
"Nope,not kidding, the whole class was sick of your name by the end," Katie laughed for using back to the TV
'Oh sweet baby Jesus'....