Power Rangers x Reader One shots

89. Teacher Blake Bradley x Student Reader Lemon

" Tommy Oliver!?" The dark-haired man called out, " Here!" a boy in green called out, it had been a normal day at blue bay harbor high as Mr. Bradley( Blake)  the local English teacher had been going down his attendance list to the usually calm class, suddenly the door had swung open with a thud, fixing his eyes a girl in f/c had walked in more like a waltz in quickly finding the only open seat in the front row. She looked disheveled as her clothes were wrinkled and she was panting slightly as if she had been in a rush to get here. Taking in a sigh he already knew who it was " Ms. L/n I'm so glad you could join us today do you have a pass?", " I was at the counselor's Blake so you can check with them" you shot back not looking up from your phone.

Blake gently adjusted his tie and took in a gulp, his once calm demeanor stiffened a bit " Y/n it's Mr. Bradley and this is your excuse every day, if I check most likely they will tell me you were not there so where is your pass?" Blake replied. You stared at him blankly and huffed a bit " I don't have one and frankly I don't care Blake" you said a bit roughly. " I'm not doing this today y/n, you'll be in my class for the rest of the day leading to 5 pm today for detention, now class turns to page six" Blake stated Turing back to the Promethean board. " You gotta be kidding me, Blake! I have plans not to spend the day with your lame ass" you angrily retorted. " Not going back and forth y/n and starting from yesterday how is pathos used within many of these scriptures class" Blake replied not even looking back at you. Seething you shoved your book onto the floor and folded your arms across your chest, this was your way of taking a stand against him.

The rest of the class went by without a hitch, there were some questions from other students, a small discussion, and later timed writing. The bell rang and students were quickly dismissed for the day, as the class exited some girls excitedly continued their conversation with Mr. Bradley as they always do, they annoyingly and calculatedly twirled their hair and gave fake laughs, and stupidly asked questions they already knew. Their faces Turing a light pink and their voices got higher pitched as they exited the room 10 minutes after the bell had rang and passes within their hands. You for some unknown reason felt a pang of green, this was the routine every day and it was the same bitches you thought.

" Ms. L/n" Blake said interrupting your thoughts, " What is it, Blake?" You said quickly divulging into your phone. Walking towards you, Blake stuck out his palm " You won't be needing that as you spend the day with me right Ms. L/n?!" He said motioning for you to give your phone up. " Like hell, I will!" You snorted. " Now y/n before I have security escort you and prolong your detention for next week!" He said sternly and you roughly slipped it into his palm startling him slightly. " Great now that's over with I want to take this time to discuss some of the work you've turned in," he said placing your phone onto his desk. " I turned everything in so what's the issue!?" You said, " I know, and like always everything is great you understand the material quite well even better than some of your peers but your last assignment the Romeo and Juliet one I would like to go over," Blake said.

You raised your eyebrow in confusion as he handed you the slightly wrinkled composition page you tore out and wrote on, " The assignment was to research any books or adaptations that were similar to Romeo and Juliet or create one yourself and while your adaptation was good it was unfortunately inappropriate Y/n!" He said. " Okay I see how it can be about graphic but this isn't elementary school hell we read poems about sex before," you said making eye contact with him. " Ms, Y/n that's true but yours was quite graphic and very in-depth straying away from what the assignment required. I wanted a summary of your adaptation, not a story detailed with eroticism and sex" he replied. " So you're going to give me an F," you asked, " No I'm going to ask you to re-do the assignment and read it out for me," he said inching close to you. His movements for a second made your breath hitch, " this stupid jerk! stupid and cute jerk~" your thoughts trailed off.