50 Shades Of Claire Bear (Andrew's POV)

Chapter 10

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LOL don't hurt me for taking a year and half or so (I'm not entirely sure) to update this friggin story. I've been busy. Maybe I will actually finish this story in the year 2016. Or maybe I'll be eighty years old and still finishing this story.

Probably the second one.

Anyway, here's a fresh update. I figured since it's fall, it's perfect timing to update the Thanksgiving chapters. Cheesy potatoes are heavenly *insert heart eyes*

Enjoy!

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Chapter 10

Stop staring so much...

Since that amazing night with Claire, I can't concentrate on anything. Especially Holland's annoying voice. I'm listening to his words, but I'm not really registering them in sentence form.

Claire...tank top...

Stop thinking dirty thoughts, Andrew, stop it right now.

By the time I actually hear words I'm familiar with, I hear The Scarlet Letter. I can tell anyone about that. Hester Prynne gets accused of adultery so she wears a scarlet A on her chest to resemble her sin.

I saw the movie. Not the one with Demi Moore where she talks in a horribly fake British accent and takes too many baths. The good movie. And yes, that was a direct quote from Easy A, a guilty pleasure of mine. Judge me.

Black bra strap...

I hit the side of my head and roll my eyes. I can't things like that. That's dangerous.

And then she flips her hair, sending a wave of her scent to me. God, she smells good too.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Concentrate.

I raise my hand. "Holland, I think this book is highly inappropriate for our age group."

Kyle looks at me and grins. I knew he wasn't going to mouth off to Holland today, so I had the honors. It was so much fun annoying the shit out of him. It really was.

I can see the hatred toward me through his eye roll. God, this is the best. If I could get paid to this, I would be a millionaire.

Claire shakes her head.

Bra strap...

I'm so distracted that I almost don't hear Holland's priceless response.

"You do not have a say in what I assign to you, Garfield. So in that case, I don't care that you think it's inappropriate," he said with a glare.

"I was just stating my opinion..."

Claire turns around. "Stop arguing. You're making it worse."

Her input makes Holland smile. Bastard. Holland, not Claire. "Thank you for telling Mr. Garfield it's not polite to argue, Ms. Mitchell."

Claire and I shared short eye contact before she turned around and adjusted her bra strap. Damn.

"Over the break," continues Holland, keeping his gaze completely fixed on me. "You will be reading the first three chapters of The Scarlet Letter."

The class erupted with anger. "Holland, it's fall break. You aren't supposed to assign work over break," Collin inputs, and for once I agree with something he says.