Teacher's Pet: Bryce Hall

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"It took them 2 hours," Abby snickered.

"We're going to hell for laughing at this," Josh smiled.

"Wait, look at this," Bryce showed me a video and it was really mean. Some old lady fell out of her wheel chair, but my psycho ass laughed.

"That's so mean though!" I said.

"Mh-Hm."

"Hey, can I just take your car home? I'm not feeling well," Abby asked me.

"I need it to get home," I hesitated.

"Ask Kristy to pick you up."

"Her car broke down."

"We'll give you a ride home," Bryce offered and I gave my keys to Abby who left. "Who's Kristy?"

"My older sister," I shrugged.

"And how old is this sister?"

"24. And I'm sure her boyfriend would beat the shit out of you," I said and Josh's phone rang.

"Hey, Nessa. Yeah, I'm free," he walked out.

"How old are you?" Bryce questioned.

"Old enough to know not to trus you," I smiled. Bryce wasn't that bab if you gt to know him.

"But I'mguessing you aren't old enough to drink. So either 18, 19, or 20."

"I turned 19 four months ago. In October if you couldn't figure that out."

"Ha-Ha, very funny," he said sarcastically. "Alright, what do you usually do at this time?"

"Nothing. I usually sit in my car and mope. Hey, what's my grade in your class?"

"You're failing. So, I'm gonna give you personal lessons," Bryce said.

"Thought you were a high school drop out, too," I said.

"That doesn't matter." Last period came and Bryce showed us a video from the head of the school.

"This school is usually flexible with clothing, but some things we have seen are unacceptable. So we will have uniforms from now on. They will be delivered to your classes within the next 5 minutes. There are free, but if you require more, you buy them from the website," Mrs. Cutbirth said. "The only time you wear what you like is for dances, parties, or school fairs."

"Sucks to be you guys," Bryce closed the video. Clothes came in and I loved the look of the boots. "Uh... Miranda's row first." We girls got cute red crop sweatshirts and a super short black skirt. They came with black fishnets and knee high boots.

"There goes my entire wardrobe," I sighed. The guys had red flannels, black shirts, black non-ripped jeans, and black dress shoes. Bryce and Josh dropped me at home and I told Kristy about uniforms. I wore it to school the next day and Kristy dropped me.

"I have to stay at work till 10, so find someone to bring you home," she said. I stayed in homeroom for lunch and it was just Bryce today.

"I'll be back. I'm getting Burger King. Want something?" He got his keys.

"Don't have money," I said.

"It's fine. What do you want?"

"Small fries," I smiled.

"Okay, stay here." He came back and gave me the fries. We quietly devoured our food and the bell rang.

"I'll see you later, Mr. Hall," I went to the door.

"Bye, Miranda," he said and I went to Latin class.

"Your head of the school has another message," Bryce said in history.

"Girls, I want all of you to wear high ponytails. No matter if you have a weave or normal hair. And stop running in the halls, trying to see who can run the fastest in heels. Boys, tuck your shirts in and I want to see your socks," she said and ended. Sadie and her friends put their feet on their desks, so I did too.

"Legs down," Bryce told them.

"Why not her?" Katelynn asked.

"I can't reason with her."

"Bring up her parents."

"Say another word and I'll rip out your tongue," I told her.

"Sorry," she whimpered. School ended and I had to find a ride.

"Can I get a ride home?"

"I mean, sure. But you'll have to wait. I have to grade these," Bryce sat in his spinny chair.

"Ooh, can I help?"

"Yeah." I went over and sat on his lap, surprising him. I helped grade and he sighed. "I know I shouldn't poke into your personal life, but what-"

"My parents were really strict and they didn't love Kristy and I. So we moved away as soon as we could. That's all you need to know."

"Alright, let's get you home."

"Is there a way I can raise my grade without a tutor?"

"Um... I'll tell you at lunch tomorrow." He took me home and I took Bryce inside. We talked and drank red bulls. "Okay, how about this? I'll give you a test tomorrow and if you pass it, I'll give you an A in my class."

"And by pass you mean?"

"I know it's usually C and above, but I want B- and above." I nodded and we sat quietly. "I should get home. The guys will start to question me."

"Is it fun living in Sway?"

"More than you know. It gets boring, that's why we do stupid things. But it's nice." He left and I studied for the test. I washed the clothes so I could wear it the next day, and bought a couple more pairs, having them delivered to the house. I got to school early and went to Bryce's class.

"Please, Mr. Hall. I promise I won't tell anyone," Sadie was at his desk.

"Miranda, thank god you're here," Bryce came over. "She's trying to get me to increase her grade by sleeping with me."

"Ugh! Gross. But that sounds like a personal problem," I smiled and pet his shoulder. I dropped my bag and Sadie walked away.

"Sadie, you're not allowed to be walking around campus this early," Mrs. Cutbirth said, walking in. "Miranda, what are you doing here?"

"I asked her to come in early so I could talk to her about her grade. We're gonna work something out and maybe think about a tutor," Bryce lied so easily.

"Okay, well that's alright. And what about Sadie?"

"She barged in and shouldn't be here." Mrs. Cutbirth took Sadie away and I sat on the teachers' desk. "I'm a pro."

"I know. But you saved me from trouble, so I won't make some classy remark," I smiled and he sat back.

"What's the problem with the girls in my classes?"

"Well, they found out that it's legal to date you, so they're all trying to get you to ask them out."

"And you?"

"No comment."