My Math Teacher is Living in My House

Chapter 4

Copyright © 2014 Alondra R. 2015

(Edited 7/27/15)

Skylar's POV

Walking back to my classroom, I waited for my next class. It was 11B. Thank God I only had two more classes. This one and 12A.

Throughout the day, I found myself thinking of Lexie. This morning when I came in, I had found different kind of presents like pencils, sticky notes and highlighters. Also a teddy bear with my name engrave on it. And a note with the initials of LR.

Of course Lexie Robinson. It was a good gift. The classroom slowly fill in with the 11 graders.

I could hear a lot of whispers from girls and giggling. Most of the boys seem annoy at this and believe me so am I.

I walk to the front of the room.

"Hey guys! You guys had a good day of school?", I ask.

"Oh, yes. And you just made even more good", a girl say.

Let's just say she looks like a bitch. She is wearing a very short dress and the top is literally down to her stomach.

Girls this days...

"Well, missy. I could change that around. Trust me. Right now I could send you to the office for wearing such inappropriate clothes.", I say, "I bet I would make your day dust with that".

She immediately pull her dress lower and the top up. I try not to laugh like the rest of the class.

"Now do we have any other missy making inappropriate comments?", I ask.

Nobody spoke. Good!!

I felt good now that this class seem to understand the rules but, deep inside I had a bad feeling toward the next class. A strange feeling....

Skylar's POV

Walking back to my classroom, I waited for my next class. It was 11B. Thank God I only had two more classes. This one and 12A.

Throughout the day, I found myself thinking of Lexie. This morning when I came in, I had found different kind of presents like pencils, sticky notes and highlighters. Also a teddy bear with my name engraved on it. And a note with the initials of LR.

Of course Lexie Robinson. It was a good gift. The classroom slowly fill in with the 11 graders.

I could hear a lot of whispers from girls and giggling. Most of the boys seem annoy at this and believe me so am I.

I walk to the front of the room.

"Hey guys! You guys had a good day of school?", I ask.

"Oh, yes. And you just made even more good", a girl say.

Let's just say she looks like a bitch. She is wearing a very short dress and the top is literally down to her stomach.

Girls this days...

"Well, missy. I could change that around. Trust me. Right now I could send you to the office for wearing such inappropriate clothes.", I say, "I bet I would make your day dust with that".

She immediately pull her dress lower and the top up. I try not to laugh like the rest of the class.

"Now do we have any other missy making inappropriate comments?", I ask.

Nobody spoke. Good!!

I felt good now that this class seem to understand the rules but, deep inside I had a bad feeling toward the next class. A strange feeling....

Lexie's POV

Walking out of the lunchroom, Rose, Erica, Eric and me headed to our lockers. We say goodbye to Eric who was going to shop. We were heading to home education. What you learn in there is simply cooking or sewing, babysitting, food, marriage. In my opinion, I like that class because I like to cook.

We enter the classroom and pick some random seats together. The classroom soon fill in with all the 12 girls. Mrs.Clark came in with a smile. Of course, of all the teachers she is the only one that you see smiling all day every day.

"Good afternoon class!! This is your last year with me. I feel really sad about that. Your class has always been my favorite because I never have had any problems. This is just kind of a calendar in which it has when we we will do certain things. This month we are gonna take the safety test for cooking and sewing that way we can get that out of the way and start whenever we want on cooking or sewing." , she say as she pass out papers.

"We will learn about food, fashion, family and marriage. And sex. Been protected having sex. And the consequences of not taking any protection leading to pregnancy. Sex is going to be a BIG topic this year since you are seniors. Tomorrow we will start talking about food. Since we all know each other we don't need introduction. And since it is the first day of school, you may talk quietly with your friends. You also need to bring $20 dollars for class fee", she finished.

As soon as she finished, the class erupted in talking.

"So are you ready for math Lexie?", Rose say knowing she was annoying me with the "Hot Teacher" thing.

"Yes, are you ready to see Mr.Mckay?", Erica say.

"Guys you really are getting annoying with this", I say.

"Come on, Lexie. We are just playing around. Is not like you are gonna fall in love with him or have a "Secret Relationship" with him", Rose say.

My head snap to face her the moment she say that.

"What did you say? Are you crazy? Never in a million years. My parents would be so disappointed in me!!", I have yell half whisper.

Never in a million years would I do that. This time they really pass my limit.

I have always been hard to get mad but this was way out.

I tune them out after that. They tried talking to me but I ignore them.

It was gonna take them more than that.

After 20 minutes, the bell finally rang. I walk out towards my locker.

I heard Rose and Erica calling me to wait but I continue on. I got my binder for math and walk down the stairs towards the classroom.

I enter the room and notice that the front seats were taken all by girls. And if course Melanie was one of them.

Her legs were cross, and her shirt was showing a lot of cleavage.

Usually everybody seats in the back. I walk to the back and sat down in a desk. Rose and Erica came in giggling about something. Or rather about the teacher.

Each of them took a seat on either side of me.

"Have you seen Melanie?", Rose ask me.

I nod.

"Good afternoon class!!! How has the first day as a senior been?" I heard a young, deep and musical voice.

I turned to where the voice came.

At the front of the classroom stood a very young men. Not to mention attractive.

I felt something in my stomach. Please don't let it be the "Butterflies" please.

I'm feeling strange feelings. Feelings I shouldn't feel. 

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