My HOT TEACHER

CHAPTER 1- My First Day, My Worst Day

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CHAPTER 1 - My First Day, My Worst Day

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I was applying my makeup when my phone buzzed. "What up Cheryl?" I answered the call.

"Hey Tessa. Ready for school? Oh and did I mention you have to look extra nice today? Well if I didn't, there you go." Cheryl exclaimed.

Cheryl is my BEST friend. We have been friends forever. I don't even remember us NOT being friends. We met at our local park when she hit my head while going on the slide. Well as you can probably guess that didn't lead to our unique friendship. Since the park incident, our parents became friends and then we became close. We started telling each other everything. I don't think there is anything we don't know about each other.

"Yeah you mentioned that like a billion times. But why do I have to look nice again?" Here we go, she will probably yell at me about not paying attention to her very 'wise' words.

"Pay attention! It's the first day. So we have to look hot." Cheryl announced.

"Yeah bit we've had a lot of 'first days' at school." She really confuses me sometimes.

"First impressions always matter. There could be hot new guys joining. And plus," Cheryl continued, "it's our senior year. We have to make the best of it. Even if it means spending loads of time in front of the mirror."

"Really? Even of it means getting pimples?" I teased. I rarely got pimples. Cheryl always envied me for that. She constantly complained about her few pimples she got once a while. But she didn't seem to have any. Most guys thought Cheryl was hot with her blonde hair and hot athletic body. I have long, wavy dark brown hair which I usually let down and a slim but curvy body which apparently guys 'adored'. I also have my mum's grey eyes.

"Ha-ha." She faked a laugh. "Anyway, see you at school gurl" she blew me a kiss over the phone. "Bye".

"Bye Cheryl".

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Cheryl embraced me into a hug as we met in front of our school. A very suffocating hug. She was wearing a black leather skirt with a tight pink top, which hugged her chest.

"I feels like I haven't seen you in ages!" She extended the last word.

"It's only been like two days cherry pie" yes, that's what I call her.

"So? Anyway, we're late. Let's get to class. We have English first. And I hope it's a kick back teacher this year. So done who doesn't give us any homework" Cheryl thought aloud.

"Good luck with that. As long as we don't have someone like Mr.Harris, everything's fine. He slept through the whole year, never taught us anything AND gave us loads to read". I recalled back to last year.

We walked into class and both our jaws dropped open. Our new English teacher was standing in front of the class.

He had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He looked really young. Maybe about twenty-two. He had an attracted stubble beard. Ghee, he was probably hotter than Zac Efron and Ian Somerhalder together.

"O-M-G" Cheryl slowly murmured.

"You both better be calling out to God, since I was just about to give you detention. Don't be late to class again". Warned our teacher.

"Sorry." I said at the same time Cheryl said "K".

"Please take your seats" Mr. Hotty insisted. Yeah since I don't know his name I might as well call him that.