Don't Believe Everything You See (REWRITTEN)
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Ongoing, First published Oct 28, 2017
"Don't be so quick to believe what you're told; lies spread quicker than the truth."  
The school goes into lock-down as a pressing threat enters the campus. Jack, still sauntering through the hallways, hears the menacing din of a firearm and finds himself in a vital rush. Though he knows the procedure; move swiftly, find a class that is open, get inside, and stay as far away from the windows and doors as possible, little did he know that these next five minutes would change his life forever.
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|WATTPAD ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+| "Your leaving?" Mr. Daughtler asks, seeming disappointed. "Yeah...it's getting late" I say. Just as I open the door, Mr. Daughtler uses his hand to push it close. I turn around, looking deep into his eyes, Our faces close together, I stare into his eyes and swallow hard; nervous about what is about to come. "Please don't leave" He begs "...what are you doing?" I ask, he slowly rests his hand on my cheek. "You're one of my favorite students...you know that right?" Mr. Daughtler whispers I'm completely speechless at first. "Um..." I say, watching him lean in for a kiss. However, I immediately turn my head "We probably shouldn't-" "But you want to...?" Mr. Daughtler tells me. I say nothing, we both know the answer to that. Mr. Daughtler slowly unbuttons his shirt; as it drops to the floor, I stare at his six-pack, rock-hard abs. "Tempting, isn't it?" He whispers, staring down at me. Mr. Daughtler moves my hands, slowly placing them on his abs. "You can't resist," He says. I gulp, knowing that what we are doing is wrong. However, how can I say no to that body? He leans in, whispering in my ear "How long would it take you to moan my name?"