Teacher's Pet

Chapter 4

It was the first day of my senior year. I welcomed the distraction that school would bring. Noah had texted me daily and left me a couple of messages. But I never responded. I hated to ghost him but I couldn’t admit to him that I lied. I told myself if it’s meant to be we’ll cross paths again when the time is right.

It seemed like my morning classes flew by and it was already lunch. I sat at the table with Hannah and our other best friend Justin. Justin had spent the last couple of weeks up at his grandparent’s place in Washington and he was telling us about a couple of girls he’d met there.

“Damn Justin. You broke up with Lena and you’re quickly moving to man w***e status.” Hanna said.

 “I’m not a man w***e. I’m just exploring all the options I have been missing.” Justin said with a big old smile.

 I internally rolled my eyes. I knew Hannah had been in love with Justin since we met him freshman year. She was just always too scared to take the next step.

“So want to hear something I did this morning,” Justin said.

 “Shoot,” I told him.

“Ok, so I was walking to my first class and I looked over and saw this girl walking next to me. I had never seen her before so I asked if she was new. She said today was her first day. So I’m thinking awesome. Cute new chick, we’re walking the same way. So I start talking to her, flirting a little. We both walk into the same classroom and she’s the damn teacher! Do you believe that? I’m telling you though if she was just a student I totally would’ve gotten somewhere.”

 Hannah and I were both hysterically laughing. Justin was such a good guy and so much fun to be around. Just then the bell rang, so we gathered our things and stood up.

 “Alright, guys I got to be on the other side of the school for my next class so I’ll see you later,” Hannah said.

Luckily Justin and I had our last two periods together so we started walking to our English class. Right before I walked into the room I looked up and swear I saw a ghost. I gasped and grabbed Justin by his shirt pulling him to the side with me.

 “Oh my god, I’m going to die,” I said.

“Frankie what the hell’s wrong with you?”

“SHHHHHHHH don’t say my name,” I whisper shouted. “Just stand here in front of me.” Thank the lord for being short.

“We have three minutes till the bell rings what is going on?” Justin asked.

“I think I know our teacher.”

“So?”

“So it’s a long story. But I’m pretty sure he grinded his d**k into me a few days ago.”

“I’m sorry what?”

“Ugh, I told you it’s a long story.”

“Yeah and I’m getting the details. Come on. Put your hood up and stay behind me.”

I walked behind Justin who sat us at the two desks closest to the door. The tardy bell rang and I couldn’t bring myself to look up as I heard Noah stand and move to the front of the room.

“Hello class. I’m Mr. Stevenson. This is English IV honors. In case you don’t know I am new to this school. I previously taught English at St. Mary’s in Oakland and I am happy to be here.” So this is what he meant by being in between jobs. How awesome for him. I slumped down even further in my seat. “I’m going to go around and take attendance. When I say your name you’ll say here and give a quick fact about yourself.”

 Kill me now. I’m usually the first or second name to be called.

“Franchesca Byrne” 

CRAP.

“Here.” Did I even say that out loud?

“I’m sorry Ms. Byrne.”

“Sorry here.” I could tell Noah was looking around trying to find where that quiet here came from.

“And Ms. Byrne can you please stand up wherever you are and share a fact about yourself.”

Well here goes nothing. I stood up, half sure that I was going to pass out because it felt like I had been holding my breath. I pulled my hood down and looked up, making direct eye contact with Noah. I saw his eyes go wide for a second and then he narrowed in on me. “I’m Franchesca Byrne or Frankie as everyone calls me. And um a fact, let’s see. I’m an only child.”

 Noah stared at me for what felt like forever. “Thank you, Ms. Byrne.” He said coldly.

I sat back in my seat wishing the ground would swallow me whole. What had I done for the universe to play this cruel trick on me? I sat there the rest of the hour dodging worried and curious glances from Justin. All the while Noah was doing his best to avoid looking in my direction for any reason. The bell rang and everyone immediately started packing up and leaving for their next class. Justin and I stood up at the same time and turned to head out the door but Noah was blocking our way.

 “Ms. Byrne, if you don’t mind I need to have a quick word.”

I turned to Justin, “Go ahead without me. I’ll see you in class.” Justin looked at Noah then at me and shook his head.

Noah:

When I called out the name, Franchesca Byrne I never in a million years expected Frankie to stand up. She was white as a ghost and I could feel her fear rolling off of her. What the f**k was she doing here? She had told me she was in college. Was everything a lie? I was so lost in thought I didn’t even hear her stop talking.

 “Thank you, Ms. Byrne.”

 I couldn’t even look at her and quickly moved down the attendance sheet. I managed to suck up my anger and move forward with my lesson. I simply acted as though she didn’t exist. It was like there was a black hole over her side of the room and she wasn’t there. I gave the students their homework assignments and the bell rang. I had sixth period free so I walked to the back of the room where she and that boy who kept staring at her sat. They stood up turned around and I blocked their exit.

 “Ms. Byrne if you don’t mind I need to have a quick word.”

 Then she turned to him. Who the hell was he? And why am I jealous of a kid? She spoke but not to me.

 “Go ahead without me. I’ll see you in class.”

 Did this kid really just look at me? The kid turned to Frankie, nodded and walked away closing the door behind him.

“Is this why you’ve ignored my messages.” She didn’t answer. She just continued to look down. “So what are you some dumb super duper senior? Is that why you're twenty-one and still in high school?”

“Screw you, Noah.” There that got her to look at me. “I’m not twenty-one. But I’m pretty sure you figured that out the moment I stood up.”

“So what then?”

“I don’t know.” She replied.

“No Frankie. You don’t get to lie to me, practically f**k me in an alley and then disappear. Only to what? Show up here as one of my damn students? I could lose my damn job over this.”

“Over what? Meeting me in the summer and doing all that before you were my teacher. I’m not getting blamed for that. Besides, you said you were a personal trainer.”

“Oh so if I told you I was a teacher you wouldn’t have jumped me after lunch?”

“I didn’t jump you. You initiated it.”

This girl was infuriating. I know how things played out after lunch and I knew I was the one who went for it. But that doesn’t change the fact that she lied. What if things had gone further? I could’ve been seriously screwed.

 “Look, I just want the truth.”

“The truth is I’m eighteen and I’m a senior in high school. Those were the only lies. Everything else was the truth.”

“Oh, the only lies she says. Those are big lies you know.”

“Yeah well I never expected anything to happen so at the time I didn’t think it mattered. After lunch I realized I couldn’t tell you because I was too embarrassed and I figured if I ignored you it would just go away.”

I leaned against the desk just staring at her. Even right now all I wanted to do was reach over and pull her into my arms. This situation is so messed up.

 “So how do you want to move forward?” She looked up at me surprised at how calm my words were.

“The only thing we can do. You’re my teacher and I’m your student. I’m the same as everyone else.”

 She looked down as she spoke the last words. Her bottom lip had started to quiver and she quickly bit down on it to stop herself. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. “Fine. Franchesca get to your next class before you’re late on the first day.”

 She looked up and took a half step towards me. I pushed myself up and away from the desk and walked towards the door opening it for her. She grabbed her backpack and rushed out. How the hell was I going to get through this year?

When I got home I walked through the door of my apartment and hung up my jacket, wallet and keys. I rubbed my hands over my eyes hoping to stop the throbbing in my head. I didn’t get any of the work done that I needed to during my free period because I could only think of her. Watching Frankie walk out of my classroom was torture. She was all I thought about for months and now, she’s my student. I knew this was my karma and it seriously felt like s**t. I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I grabbed a beer, popped the top and took a long sip.

“Noah? You’re home earlier than I thought.” Veronica said walking into the kitchen and removing her air pods.

 “Yeah, the first day you know. I was able to wrap things up pretty quickly.” I watched as she continued to read her emails while I spoke.

 “That’s great.” She replied walking out of the kitchen. “Oh and don’t forget we have dinner with my clients tonight. I laid out your blue suit for you on our bed.”

 I let out a heavy sigh. I had completely forgotten even though she had added it to my google calendar. I opened my eyes and saw her staring at me.

 “Don’t look at me like that. I had a long day at work. I’ll be ready in time for dinner.”

 Veronica walked over to me and put her hands on my chest. “Yes, I’m sure you’re first day back at a real job was very stressful on you.” She leaned up and gave me a quick kiss. “I’ve got more work to do. Be ready by seven.”

 She walked back towards her office leaving me with an even worse headache than I had come home with.

Frankie:

After getting Justin up to speed with everything that had happened the last two weeks and letting Hannah know what happened during fifth period I was done for the day. My head hurt so bad I couldn’t even listen to music on the way home. I drove in complete silence. I walked into the house and was happy to find that my parents weren’t home from work yet. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water and some Tylenol. I rubbed my head for about the millionth time in the last two hours trying to figure out what to do. I could try and go to my counselor tomorrow and have my classes switched. But that wouldn’t guarantee that Noah wouldn’t be my teacher. I could beg my parents to let me switch schools or home school. But with the way they were they’d never entertain that idea without a valid reason. And I don’t think telling them that I want to f**k my English teacher would be reason enough for them.

 I grabbed my backpack and went upstairs to my room. I laid on my bed and thought about Noah. By the end of our conversation he had moved away from me as fast as he could. I don’t know why I stepped towards him. Instinctively it felt like the right thing to do. I didn’t trust myself to speak so I quickly grabbed my things and left the room. I felt him watch me walk away but I didn’t turn around. What would’ve been the point? I thought back to our lunch. I’d give anything to go back to that day. I thought about his mouth on mine and how he tasted. How hard he was when he pushed his hips into me. I could feel myself getting wet and moved my hands down to undo the button and zipper of my jeans. I wiggled out of them and pulled my panties off as well. I checked the clock to make sure I had enough time before anyone came home and I was good. I closed my eyes and slipped a finger inside my folds imagining it was Noah’s. My other hand went under my T-shirt pinching my n****e the same way Noah had. I moved another finger inside and rocked back and forth. When I was nice and wet I pulled my fingers out and started making circles around my clit. Picking up speed I could feel myself getting closer and closer to climax. It had been so long since I had s*x and I knew this release would help with my stress. When I was right there I pinched down and felt the waves of my orgasm. I found myself calling out Noah's name.

When I was done I kicked off my jeans and panties and threw on some sweatpants and a black tank top. My headache was easing up and I hoped this would help me get over whatever summer fling I missed out on. I threw myself into my homework and made the promise that tomorrow would be a new day and Noah would just be Mr. Stevenson.