Adore August

• 02 | PLEASE, DON'T EXPEL ME!

Maria Hernandez

Chapter Two

"Tell me, how did you get this on your essay?" Mr. Everett asked rolling back a little from his desk, giving me room to walk up and look at the grade on my paper— a big fat D written on the corner.

I bite my lip taking a step back my hands coming up and dancing around in front of me.

"I-I don't know, I'm usually good at writing."

"I know, it doesn't make sense. Am I not teaching you well?" He asks tilting his head to the side his eyebrows drawn together as he crosses his arms over his chest.

My eyes widen at his assumption and shake my head. "No! You're a wonderful teacher, I guess I just misunderstood the assignment."

Mr. Everett nods his head looking lost in thought before sitting up grabbing ahold my wrist tugging me until I was standing in front of him.

"I'm going to give you a make up assignment that way you can get yourself an A, how does that sound?"

I nod my head watching as he drops my wrist his tongue darting out and licking his pink lips, his grey eyes locking with mine.

"Well?"

"I would like that, please."

"Good girl."

He lightly pushes me back guiding me until I was pressed against his desk. His hands drop from my arms and down to my leg, his fingers running a line down my bare leg before stopping at my ankle.

Mr. Everett's grey eyes lock with mine as he hooks his hand around my ankle before hosting me up until I was sitting on his desk.

He licks his lips as his hands trail up my bare legs his fingers brushing the hem of my cheer skirt. I felt his breath fan across my p***y, a soft gasp escaping my lips as I feel his face lightly brush in between my legs.

"Do you want to know what your assignment is?"

"Mhm"

"I want you to spread your legs on either side of me like this," He instructs taking both my feet and putting them on the arm rests of the chair on either side of him.

"Then I want you to take your underwear off like this," he whispers grabbing ahold of my panties by the band and slowly tugging the thong off.

Mr. Everett licks his lips his eyes locking with mine as he brings my underwear up to his nose his eyes closing as he sniffs my scent, a warm feeling runs down my body at the action.

He opens his eyes and drops my thong letting it fall to the floor at his feet.

"Now, I want you to start playing with yourself."

I blush but nod my head obeying his command bringing my right hand up to my mouth licking my index and middle finger before I bring my hand down to my p***y.

I rub my clit my index finger rolling it back and forth slowly and softly, a tickle spreading down my body at the movement.

My brown eyes lock with Mr. Everett, his tongue licking his lips. I bite my lip as I trail my index finger down to my hole before slowly inserting it, my mouth dropping open at the feeling.

I remove my finger and slowly enter another my hips rocking along with my fingers as I move them in and out of me.

My breathing becomes heavy as I finger myself and look at Mr. Everett who was watching my every movement, an obvious bulge poking out from his business pants.

My pace becomes faster as the sensation intensified a moan escaping my lips as I throw my head back loving the feeling that I was experiencing at the moment.

I wanted nothing more to f**k Mr. Everett then and there.

"Maria,"

"Mmm,"

"Maria," He called out.

"Yes?"

"Maria!"

I jolt awake my eyes roaming around my bedroom before landing on my grandma who stood in the door way her arms crossed over her chest as she shot me a look of annoyance.

"You need to get up! You need to meet with Mr. Everett before school,"

I groan falling back onto my soft queen sized bed my hands covering my face as I lay down trying to get my heart to beat at a normal pace.

There I go having another wet dream about Mr. Everett.

God, did I have to be such a virgin? Why did I have to go and have s*x dreams?

I'm so pathetic.

I remove my hands from my face taking a deep breath before standing up from my bed and making my way to my closet.

I decided to wear a short sleeved burgundy crop top and black ripped skinny jeans with my black boot heels that I got from Forever Shoes when I visited my cousins in Utah.

I decided to do my makeup actually decent today and figured since I was already having to get ready two hours earlier I might as well make my appearance look decent.

I did a smokey eye look and dark lipstick that went well with the shade of my shirt. I curled my brown hair.

I thought I looked hot, and honestly if I'm being honest I wanted to feel good about myself for once.

I sprayed myself with my favorite perfume which was Sweet Like Candy by Ariana Grande a fragrance that needed to be awarded 'Best Celebrity Perfume!' because it smelt amazing, I have like eighty back ups in my closet.

I walk downstairs where my grandpa and grandma were sitting at the table drinking coffee and scrolling through f*******: on their phones.

"Do you have any cases today grandpa?" I ask as I grab a wafer bottle from the fridge.

"Yep, I have to be at the courthouse in an hour," he says looking down at his Apple Watch shaking his head.

I smile twisting the cap off my water. My grandpa was a judge down at the courthouse in San Diego and my grandma was his secretary.

"Oh, well hopefully all goes well. I'll see you guys at dinner." I say kissing them both on their cheeks.

My grandpa and grandma bid me a good bye as I leave the house.

I quickly get in my CC Sport and turn my car on wanting to quickly get expelled so I could figure out how I was going to tell my grandparents, that is if they didn't get a call.

When I arrive to the school, there were a few cars in the students parking lot but not a lot. Most of the space in the teachers parking lot was empty except a few cars here and there.

I could see Mr. Everett's black Porsche over there but I couldn't see Mr. Evans BMW, meaning he wasn't in yet.

My heart was hammering in my chest as I parked my car and got out. I could already feel the tears starting to form in my eyes as I made my way inside .

My anxiety was high like a crack head on crack.

I was a very emotional person so as soon as those words about me being expelled leave Mr. Evans mouth I was done for and I would be embarrassing myself once again in front of Mr. Everett by ugly crying like Kim Kardashian.

I reached Mr. Everett's door faster than I would have liked but there's nothing I could do now, I was already here.

I sigh my heart beating so fast that I was sure Mr. Everett could feel it zoom by from inside his classroom.

I knock on the door before entering my eyes darting over towards Mr. Everett who sat at his desk looking through his laptop, a pair of glasses I have never seen him wear perched on his nose making him look almost ten times hotter.

Holy s**t, please f**k me.

"Ah, Miss Brown, thanks for seeing me so early. Please come have a seat." He says pointing at the many empty desks in front of him with his pen not taking his eyes off his lap top.

I nod my head walking inside taking a seat farthest from him on the first row and cross my leg over the other clearing my throat.

Mr. Everett removed his glasses much to my dismay and placed them on his desk and leaned back in his chair.

"I wanted to talk to you about yesterday."

All color from my face drains as I look down in embarrassment. Oh god, here we go.

"Please, don't expel me."

"Why would I expel you?" He asks making me look up.

I open my mouth looking taken back. "Um, I did say something inappropriate sir, I shouldn't have said that-"

"You were unconscious Miss Brown, you could have been talking about someone completely different. I was going to say I don't want you falling asleep in my class again, it's disrespectful and quite frankly a waste of my time."

I nod my head biting my lip my cheeks turning a shade of pink. "I know, I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

"Good." He nods his head. "Another thing, your grade isn't good in my class, are you struggling?"

I lick my lips shrugging my shoulders. I mean not necessarily, I was fairly good at English but I did struggle sometimes like currently I was struggling but I know after a few more assignments I'll get the hang of it and I'll be ready for the end of unit essay.

"Sort of, but I'm studying." I lie.

Mr. Everett nods his head crossing his arms over his chest and looks at me, his grey eyes eyeing me up and down.

"You have an F, are you aware of that?"

I wasn't, the last time I checked was two weeks ago when it was a C-, to me that wasn't failing but it wasn't passing either.

"No, sir."

Mr. Everett sighs sitting up dropping his hands down to his lap.

"Look, I'm willing to help you for an hour after school Monday and Wednesday if needed."

"Really?" I ask him which he nods his head rolling to his laptop clicking on something.

"Yes, but if you're not here by three p.m I'm leaving."

I nod my head smiling jumping up from my seat. "Thank you! I appreciate it, I promise I won't be late."

Mr. Everett doesn't smile he just nods his head and points to the door with his chin. "Alright, I'll see you after school, now go get ready for first period."

I nod my head giving him a thankful smile before leaving the classroom, the smile never leaving my lips as I walk to my locker.

~~

"What do you mean he's tutoring you?" Casey asked giving me a puzzled look as we stretch at cheer practice during lunch.

"He said he'd help me Monday and Wednesday after school for an hour," I said stretching out to touch my toes.

Casey gives me a baffled look as she stares me. "He offered that? Why?"

I shrug my shoulders. To be honest, I honestly had no clue.

"I don't know,"

Casey shakes her head but doesn't say anything. I don't say anything either but I wasn't going to complain. I did tend to struggle most of the time when it came to English I was good at writing but it was getting the concept.

It's stupid, I know but I couldn't help it. I sort of blame the m*******a but I'm not going to stop it.

"Do you think he can tutor me too?" Casey asked standing up reaching her hand out wiggling her eyebrows.

I roll my eyes taking her hand letting her help me up and sigh. "You don't even have his class."

Casey shrugged her shoulders placing her hands on her hips. "So, I could always use a English tutor."

Casey was right, she could use the tutor, but if I was being honest with myself I didn't like the idea of Mr. Everett tutoring Casey English and I don't know why it's not like I can't control it.

There's no harm in me asking him, he'll probably even agree to it so it didn't look weird if he was tutoring two girls instead of just one.

"Uh, yeah sure I'll ask today."

Casey smiles giving me a thankful smile. "Sweet, thank you! It'll be so fun maybe he'll tutor us at the same time if he agrees."

I give Casey a tight smile as I look down at my shoes my eyebrows furrowing as my smile drops to a frown as I stare at the fake grass of the football field.

Was it wrong of me that I didn't want her joining me and Mr. Everett?

~~

Three o'clock on the dock I'm entering Mr. Everett's classroom.

The sound of AC/DC was playing through the speakers and Mr. Everett was sitting behind his desk typing away on his laptop not paying attention to the fact that I had entered the room.

I place my belongings on one of the desks on the front row clearing my throat as I lean against a desk catching his attention.

"Maria, how was chemistry?" He asked turning his laptop off crossing his arms over his chest my eyes darting to his tattoos.

"It was okay, um I have a question. My friend Casey was wondering if she could join in on our tutoring sessions? She says she needs help as well." I say my fingers playing in front of me.

Mr. Everett purses his lips before sighing shaking his head. "I'm sorry Maria, but I'm teaching a completely different topic than the other English teachers and that's what I'm tutoring you on. I'm sure her English teacher would be more than willing to help if she asked."

I release a breath I didn't realize I was holding and nodded my head clearing my throat. "Okay, I'll let her know."

Mr. Everett nods his head standing up from his desk a smirk on his handsome face. "Great, now let's go back to the first chapter shall we?"