Forever Young
3
I walked into my final class of the day, this was the one that in my two weeks of attendance at this school I have only been to once; the teacher wasn’t too happy about that. I hung low in the back of the room, keeping my eyes glued on the wall as I waited for the classroom to fill up with more and more students, “Alex!”
The sound of my name had my head whipping in the direction of its caller, Oliver walked towards me with a giant grin and took the seat next to me, “I didn’t know you were in the class.”
“That’s because she never comes, Mr. Styles.” Our teacher hovered over us, interrupting our conversation as his blue eyes landed on mine, “See me after class.”
I nodded my head as I began to notice just how attractive my English teacher who’s class I had been ditching out on was. I moved my attention back to Oliver as Mr. Strong walked towards the front of the room, “So how’ve you been?”
Oliver chuckled, “No need to make small talk, Alex,”
I cracked a smile, “All right, then give me the low down on this place; I want to know it all.”
Oliver laughed, “There we go,” He grinned, “Well, your sister is on the cheerleading squad with the head bitch of our school, Angela Morris, and her crew of sluts, Jenny Stuart and Heather Collison. They’re going to taint her and try and turn her into one of them,” Oliver said with a frown.
I giggled, “Do you like my sister or something?”
Oliver hesitated, “No, no, she is just a friend, I care about her and don’t want her to become like one of those girls.”
“I’m pretty sure Cassie has never even seen a penis in real life so I think we are fine.”
His eyes locked on mine as he chuckled, “Well good. Listen,” He lowered his voice as the bell rang and the teacher began talking, “There is a party this weekend at my friend Max’s house, you should come and meet everyone.”
I grinned as I foresaw my hermit days come to an end, “That actually sounds like a lot of fun.”
“Oliver, Alex,” Our teacher’s voice had both of our heads snapping up, “Either stop talking, or share with the rest of us.”
That is all he needed to say to keep our mouths shut. For the rest of the period I switched from day dreaming about Harry’s lips leaving wet kisses all over my body and Mr. Strong bending me over his desk in front of the whole class and fucking the daylights out of me. By the time the hour was up and the bell rang signaling the end of the day, I was beyond ready to see Harry so I could get my hands on him; he had unleashed the lust filled demon within.
I jumped to my feet and got ready to spring for the door when Mr. Strong appeared in front of me, “Time for us to have a little chat,” He smirked.
I followed him to the front of the room and took a seat on top of one of the newly emptied desks. It didn’t take long for the room to clear out, Mr. S shut the door and walked back towards me, stepping directly in front of me with a look that I could not read. I found myself getting lost in the icy blueness of his eyes, “Alexis.”
His voice was deep and smooth; I could listen to him talk all day—“Would you care to explain to my why you’ve been missing so much class?”
I would have much rather preferred him telling me to remove all my clothes, but I guess I could just wait for Harry to do that for me, “Uh...”
“I’ve been really concerned about you falling behind since you transferred over so late in the school year. I’ve spoken to your teachers about putting in some extra effort and to my surprise I come to find that the only class you are failing is mine.” He had a small smile on his face as if he was amused by watching me squirm, “And dear, I don’t know if you know this, but if you fail this class you cannot graduate.”
“Shit,” I muttered under my breath. My mouth dropped open as I realized what I just said as I brought both hands up and clamped them over my mouth; he was definitely amused now, “I’m sorry.”
“You’re okay, Alex, I understand your frustration,” His eyes settled on mine, “I don’t want you to fail either.”
He leaned back against his desk, propping his hands down on it as he took in a breath, “Here is what I am going to do.”
He pushed himself off the desk and twirled around, rifling through papers as he began speaking, “For as long as it takes, you are going to stay an extra hour after school each day until we get you caught up,” He found the paper he was looking for and walked back to me, setting it down on my lap in front of my face, “This is an academic contract, I need you and your mom to sign it and bring it back to me tomorrow and we can get started.”
I stood up and held it in my hand, giving him the best smile I could muster up, “Thank you so much, Mr. Strong!”
He smirked at my playful tone, “I just want to see you succeed, Alexis, you are a very charming, very beautiful, girl with a bright future ahead of her; I don’t want to see you mess that up.” He led the way towards the door and held it open for me, “I better see you in class tomorrow."
Notes
Okay so I haven't really known where this story is going because it is in the experimental phase (Which is why the chapters are on the short side right now.) Her relationship with Mr. sexy is going to get pretty inappropriate but he is going to play a vital role in the story. He is a 28 year old English teacher who has a bit of a temper.
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