Sex With My Student -PartSix-

Instead of walking rapidly towards my class as I should have been I glided through towards the art block gracefully, knowing I was already late, but I didn’t care. My stomach was still filled with butterflies which made me feel weightless, my heart was floating inside of my chest beating slowly; I was thinking of Connor. His face filled my mind trying to escape but I was holding on dearly to the image of him smiling, holding on so it can put me through the day smiling.

   I finally reached the art block where my photography class was being held, the door was ordinary, like every other door in this school, plain and boring. I took a moment to get rid of the dizziness in my body, it faded lightly, but I still felt the butterflies fluttering causing a cooling sensation deep on my body. I smiled to myself before putting my hand on the door handle and pushing gently.

   I walked into a large white room, filled with tables, computers and there we a few walls crammed with students work. I had a quick look around, scanning through the people sitting down, I recognised only one. On my way to the store yesterday, the tall boy with the blonde, short spiky hair, I remembered him as the one with the confident smile.

“May I help you Miss?”  I instantly looked to the front to a middle aged man holding a camera

“I’m new; this is apparently my photography class” he travelled towards his desk, he searched for something, I was just standing there everybody staring at me.

“Ah” he said, holding up a piece of paper “McCarthy?” I nodded once “welcome to the class, I’m Mr. Johnson” he said with a cheery grin, I smiled back about to say thank you when he began to talk again.

“There is a seat for you over there next to Mr. Smith, but before you take your seat would you like to stand up in front of my desk and tell the class a little about yourself” I opened my mouth about to object to the idea but before the words mustered out he already spoke “it’s just something we do every time a new student joins, bit of a tradition” it would have been polite if I had said yes, but I wanted to remain a mystery for the time being.

“Sorry Sir but I would rather not” he looked at me with a questionable expression printed over his features

“Why not?”

“I rather remain a mystery for a while” I gave a dark smile, but it held a hint of sexuality, he felt it.

“If people want to know my past, they have to be in my future” Mr. Johnson was much brighter now, he seemed warmer towards me, after the tinted sexual look I gave him he felt uncomfortable.

“You’re quite the philosopher aren’t you?”

“I like to think so yes” I smiled slightly, leaving a cool expression on my face as I turned away from him and glided towards my seat next to classmate Mr. Smith; Mr. Smith was the boy with the confident smile.

   The lesson seemed to pause for a while, people were confused at what just happened, how I managed to take control of the room for that moment and stop all progress. Sir still looked at me, I placed my bag down on my desk and sat in my seat “Oh please proceed” he gave a slightly sexual smile of his own before moving back towards his desk.

“Take out your note books and note down what will be on the board, relax and take your time” his gaze met mine again but I still kept the same cool expression. I looked away before he got the wrong idea about me.

   The class was beginning to liven up, after the moment of shock I had put the class through. People spoke to each other creating a warm, free atmosphere where the air felt a bit less tense. I settled down taking of my jacket and pulling out my pink zebra print notebook and pen, I looked up at the board and a few people looking at me caught my eye, but when my eyes met theirs they immediately looked away. This was good; I had control of this class.

   My eyes flicked from the board back to my notebook every now and then to copy the notes down; every time I glanced up I could sense the eyes on me. I concentrated on getting all of the notes down word for word so when I look back at my work I’ll be able to read something about Mr. Johnson. I have a gift for adapting my language to fit a particular person, so when it came to it I knew everything to say to win the conversation, leading it into places they will not be able to get out of.

   I must have been half way through the text on the board when a voice sounded next to me “Johnson can’t take his eye’s off you” I smiled to myself, still copying the notes “how would you know?”

“Because every time I look forward he’s looking over here, and he’s definitely not staring at me”

“That’s a good thing”

“What him concentrating on you?” I dropped my pen onto my page and looked up to the seat next to me

“It’s a very good thing” I smiled but he looked confused

“How is it?” I changed the subject slightly, but it was going to lead back to his question

“So is Johnson a strict teacher?”

“Well he isn’t usually this laid back, he controls the lesson more” he nodded, obviously not knowing where this conversation would end up “Why?”

“If he’s looking at me all the time he won’t be able to concentrate on the lesson, so it will be a smooth laid back lesson all the time” he chuckled a little “I like you new girl” I picked my pen back up and looked back up to the board “That’s another good thing, so what’s your name?” out the corner of my eye he picked up his pen and began to write himself “Dylan”

“So what’s your deal Dylan” he understood me

“Well I’m the star of our football team, so I’m a pretty big deal” I sensed the smugness in his voice, he was trying to impress me “How nice for you” there was a silence “I’m guessing every girl here has a crush on you then?” the smugness was still in his voice “Everyone in this room” while looked up at the board I turned my head to him and bit my lip “with one exception” he scoffed feeling the burn of my playful yet sarcastic tone

“Ouch new girl” I gave him a meaningful look, adding some sassiness “The names Safire” I smiled before l looked back down and copied down my notes.

   I left Dylan stunned; he gave no comeback or even an attempt to one. I had left him speechless, which was always a good thing.

   After I had finished the notes on the board I pulled my mobile phone out and received a brand new text, it was Martha...

Hey Saf how’s the first day so far?

Hope you’re having fun, but also missing me because I’m missing you. School seriously blows without you! None of my lessons are fun without you, I went through the whole school day without you and it went so slow. I’m so happy just to be in bed lol

But I guess I’m going to have to get used to it Hahaha. By the way, spotted your handsome stranger yet? M xxx

  I looked up from my phone and Sir didn’t even seem to care. So I began to text back

Don’t be silly of course I’m missing you! School isn’t the same without my best friend, even though I’m still at school in my first lesson but that’s not the point lol.

I did spot my handsome stranger, I thought I’d be wondering the halls all day searching for him but as soon as I stepped into my homeroom “Common Room” he was sitting right there, and the only seat left free in the class for me to sit was behind me.

It was seriously like heaven being in the same room as him, he even spoke to me when everyone else was too shy to. S xxx

   I hit send knowing about five minutes later I would get a reply; I sat in my seat with my phone held out in my palms waiting for a reply but I didn’t get one, five minutes had passed and nothing...

“Johnson is coming over, better put it away” Dylan had tipped me off, I looked up and Johnson was walking my way “Don’t worry I’ll handle it” I heard his laugh then mutter something about Johnson going psycho at me but when Mr Johnson reached me it was the complete opposite.

“So Miss McCarthy, have you started copying the notes?”

“They’re completed Sir” I gave him a friendly smile, he was about to say something full of praise when he spotted the phone in my hand “We don’t allow cell phones in here Miss McCarthy” he held his hand out of confiscate it “I’m sorry Sir, I didn’t know I wasn’t allowed to have my phone out”

“May you please give it to me, I will hold on to it for you” I fluttered my thick, black lashes at him and smiled a bit more flirtatious this time “I promise I won’t have it out again Sir. If I do I guess you’ll have to punish me” he coughed slightly trying not to say something inappropriate back “be sure I don’t see it again, or you will have to except the consequences of your actions”

“Oh don’t worry I will” I smiled at him but now more innocently, he resisted biting his lip but a small twitch waved over his mouth before he awkwardly turned around and walked back to his place.

“Okay that did not just happen!” Dylan sounded surprised but a little it agitated “You did not just get away with that!”

“Oh I believe I just did” I felt so mischievous and twisted it made me feel too powerful, he was about to say something when there was a heavy knock at the door.  The door slowly opened revealing a tall, well built man dressed in a suit standing in the doorway, guessing that was the principal. I examined him head to foot but I sensed no sign of weakness in him, I guess I will have to put my games away for this man.

“Principal Newman, how may I help you?” Johnson asked when a booming voice replied “May I speak with a Miss. Safire McCarthy?” everybody in the class turned to me, but probably for the wrong reason.

“She is just there Sir” he pointed over to me, Newman gave me a powerful stare “Come with me Miss. McCarthy” Dylan looked at me smiling boldly “Rest in piece new girl” I got up and gathered my thing, but before walking towards the principal I bent down and whispered in Dylan’s ear “Don’t worry, I can look after myself” I walked away quickly, before I reached the door where the principal had already exited I turned around to Dylan and winked, he shivered in delight.

   I walked down numerous hallways following the huge man; he was apparently leading me to his office for an important chat.

What on earth have I done already?