I'm His Favorite Student. (SMUT) ~PART 1~

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I was waken up from my deep slumber by my actually-not-entirely-annoying alarm clock going off; It was the first day of my senior year. I sat up in bed, thinking about the previous week I've had. First, I bought my own car, then a scholarship offer came in the mail, and I'm FINALLY 18! I started to smile at the thought of being a legal adult.


After a few moments of sitting around, I got up and started getting ready. I straightened my (h/c) hair, so that it fell along my shoulders. Afterwards, I applied my make up... making sure to get the "just-right" look- I view myself as a pretty girl, I'm not the most beautiful woman on the planted by any means, but I'm confident enough. I looked my outfit over, feeling satisfied that I hit ALL the best stores. It was a pair of skin tight, black, destroyed skinny jeans, a loose grey shirt that was some-what see-through, a black bralett, and gray converse to match my shirt. I quickly finished up and and gave myself a moderate amount of perfume. I quickly grabbed my book-bag and keys, then headed out the door.


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I looked over my schedule:


FIRST PERIOD: 7:30-8:20 AP ENGLISH

SECOND PERIOD: 8:25- 9:15 CALCULUS

THIRD PERIOD: 9:20-10:20 ART HISTORY

LUNCH: 10:25-11:15

FOURTH PERIOD: 11:25-12:30 BIO-MEDICAL ENGINEERING (college pre-course) "YES!" I thought to myself, realizing I got my favorite class.

FIFTH PERIOD: 12:35-1:15 FRENCH II

SIXTH PERIOD: 1:15-2:20(release time) CHEMISTRY


I was so happy that I got my favorite class, and I heard that they hired a new teacher... I wonder who it will be. My thought carried on until I ran into my best friend, Hannah. "I missed you so much!" She said, wrapping her arms around me. "Well, I didn't MAKE you go back to Brazil for the WHOLE summer!" I smiled at her, indicating that I was being sarcastic. "Let me see your schedule... see if we have any classes together." I handed her the folded paper that was previously shoved into my back pocket. "We have English, Art history and Chem together... But I see that you got your favorite subject!" She smiled at me, "Yeah, I heard they got a new teacher, too."-"Yeah, and I heard he's pretty hot... and that he moved her from Ohio." '"He's pretty hot."? I thought to myself, immediately being a stereotypical-ass.... Science teachers are always weird old men....' My thoughts paused as I heard the first period bell ring.


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*AT LUNCH* "So, (Y/N)..." another friend of mine, Asher, said, "I heard that you have bio-medical engineering?" I just nodded and smiled. "Well, Becka (Asher's girlfriend) said that the teacher is hot as HELL." I started to think about what Hannah said earlier, and now Becka is saying it, too.....


As lunch went on, I became more and more excited to arrive at my next class... seeing if what they said about the new teacher is true. As the bell rung I quickly grabbed my book-bag and almost ran to my nest period. I walked into the classroom and almost lost my breath when I saw him standing there. He was tall, not outrageously tall but tall enough we black hair and a scruffy beard... I couldn't help but gasp when I saw his arm muscles pretty much ripping out of the sleeve on his white button down. He looks so strong. I was still in a daze when I heard footsteps walk towards me.. "Hello?...Miss?" a deep voice spoke to me. I quickly snapped out of it when I saw the handsome man standing in front of me, waving a hand in font of my face. "Oh sorry.. I..."-"What is your name?"-"(Y/F/N) (Y/L/N)." He looked back at me and smiled after leaving a check pn the roll-call. "Ah, well it's good to see you Miss. (Y/L/N). Have a seat wherever you'd like." I watched as he walked away, and as I made my way to a choice desk. There were still a few minutes until class started. I looked down at my phone, checking the time, '11:30'. Class was just starting and still no one was here. The man walked back over to me, sitting in the desk next to me. "So, Miss. (Y/L/N).... you're probably wondering why nobody is in this classroom other than you and I?" I looked around, he was right... no one else. "Well, that's because this is actually my free period, to do as I please. But when they transformed me here, I looked over all of my students past activities relating to this subject, and saw that you were the only on that has exceedingly high progress. So I talked it over with the principal, and I will be teaching you and only you this period. I didn't want you to feel "dragged along" in a sense when you are much smarter than your peers." He paused for a brief moment before he began again, however... I wasn't paying attention- getting an hour of him all to myself was more than exciting. 1. because he is incredibly attractive.. and 2. I had a little game in mind.


Throughout the period I watched as Mr. Fischbach played a slide show, telling me how things worked; showing me the ropes. I felt slightly guilty as I felt my mind drift off to places it shouldn't be. Only to stop a short moment after. I heard the loud bang as Mr. Fischbach slammed his hands down on my desk, "(Y/N)! You should be listening, not day dreaming.. pay attention or there will be consequences." He intrigued me; I wanted to know what they were.. but made it a point to at least try and keep my attention on him.


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As the period came to an end, I couldn't help but notice the small pool that had formed in my panties... I couldn't help myself. He's just so.. uh, I don't know. I watched as he walked back to his desk, leaning over to get something. He stood there for a moment, and it gave me the perfect opportunity to put my plan into action... only slightly however.


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Hey guys! Are you liking it so far, tell me..please! I really want to know. (: I've had such bad writers block lately, but after reading a few fics on here, I got an idea. This will probably be a 4-5 part smut... and I will update probably twice a day. So, yeah!


PLEASE tell me if you feel like I could critique it, some how... WITHOUT changing the entire story..


Anyways, thanks for reading! (: xoxo<3

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