Teacher's Pet (A Brendon Urie Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

I walk into the hallway looking around for Harper.

For fuck's sake I told her to wait for me.

I walk down the hall trudging into the direction where her locker is and I find her giggling down at her phone. "You will never believe what just....what are you looking at?" I raise an eyebrow out of curiosity. She jumps looking up at me "Oh geez uh sorry I didn't think I was gonna be that long. Did not mean to walk away from the hall. I went to grab my stuff that's all." she shuts her locker avoiding the question and tries to walk off in front of me, signaling me to follow her.

I grab her arm "Harper what are you hiding in your little brain of yours?" I ask and her face flushes red and she chuckles looking down at her feet. "So uh...word got out about one of our instructor's pasts...not gonna state who and it turns out he was quite the model before he was a french instructor." she explains. I raise an eyebrow once again.

"I hope you don't mean porn model because your face is as red as a tomato right now." and she laughs loud enough to make an echo in the halls. She grabs her phone out of her pocket walking over to me so I can see. "No no no, I could only wish. He was an underwear model I guess. If not a jean model because he's shirtless in half of these images." she shows her phone to me while swiping through what I think is a Facebook page.

My assumptions were right, his body was perfect. Abs just present enough to be seen, tattoos run-up his left arm, a v shape forming around his hips.

"Hot damn well you got me there. His body is pretty nice." I tell her giving her at least some victory. She turns to me nearly gasping "Do you mean to tell me I was right?"

"I'm not saying you are right I said his body is attractive. Not like we see it. You can stare, I can stare. Only it won't have any effect on me." I cross my arms giving her a smug smile. She doesn't say anything and she just stares at me, or I guess behind me?

"Harper, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost?" I ask and all she does is shake her head and I look over my shoulder.

How convenient it's Mr.Urie. Striking right on time.

He's smirking at me and he looks over at Harper "Shouldn't you girls be headed home for the day? The schools practically empty." he speaks out still confident as ever. When is he not? Harper stands there stuttering holding her phone "W-We were just headed out s-sir I-I mean Mr.Urie.". I roll my eyes at how just his presence changes her whole attitude into this shy little ball. He smiles at her "Well please make it home safe wouldn't want you two to miss the lesson tomorrow. Especially after our conversation we had in there Ms.Savage." He moves his gaze over at me. I roll my eyes turning back to Harper as she puts her phone away. If he wants me to play this game I will.

"I wouldn't want to miss it for the world Mr.Urie" I add sarcastically as Harper walks away I go to follow but I feel someone grab my wrist and move closer to me. I shiver at the touch already obviously knowing who it is. I stand still, Harpers back turned to me, as he moves his face to my ear for the second time today whispering "Glad to hear you're attracted to my body dollface. Don't worry I won't mind your stares. Just have to admit I was right."

He lets go of my wrist and I blush looking down at the floor.

That fucker has some good ears, doesn't he?

I turn to face him and look up at his gaze our eyes meeting "Obviously you did not hear me say it does nothing for me, Urie." I basically spit my words in his face. We are only inches apart as that smirk appears back on his face "That's Mr.Urie to you, Elizabeth." a new look is in his eyes. I want to rip this man apart right here right now. My brain is telling me to go at it but this is fucking crazy.

I know nothing about him except his name and possibly what his past is. I should be repulsed by the fact an instructor is even talking to me like this but damn man. His looks over throw all my morals.

"You don't deserve my respect." I turn to make sure my hair hits him in the face as I walk to follow Harper. I don't hear him follow me but it was too soon of a call to think he'd stop there.

"Detention Ms.Savage. Thats the last time, you disrespect me today. I'll see you at four o'clock tomorrow. " he raises his voice slightly and I stop in my tracks and so does Harper. She obviously heard nothing and was just as confused as I. I turn to him again "Excuse me?

"Detention. Tomorrow. Four o'clock. I don't put up with attitudes." he stands smug with himself. I storm off past Harper and I can hear her following me trying her best to keep up. I walk out to the parking lot searching for her car. She finally reaches up to me and is gasping for air.
"Dear Lord Jesus girl, you are fast when you're angry. What the hell did you say to him?" she looks back at me finally getting her breathing back to normal.

Do I tell her the real reason? I mean I should...but part of me is telling myself to keep it. It's my little secret.

"Back when he called me up I called him an asshole because he tried kicking me out of the class because I took french already. Claimed I was an unneeded body in the room." I explain. Slick and believable. She scrunches her face as we both get into her blue Nissan.

"I thought he was hot, never thought he would be a prick. It makes him less attractive, to be honest. Do you want me to be there I can easily get detention tomorrow if you want?" she asks starting the engine.  "No, it's fine. I think I'll be okay with the asshole for two hours."

Or at least that's what I thought.