After School Detention

Chapter 1.

It's my first day at my new highschool. Im 18, turning 19 and I honestly never wanted to leave my old school. It had all my friends. How am I supposed to make friends where I'm probobly a complete nerd to everyone? It's probobly gonna take a month, and thats just to get people to know I exist. Besides, who moves schools 3 months after it starts?! I started walking into the main doors and saw the hallways full of teens. I walked into the office to get my schedual.

Period 1: English
Mr. Fischbach

Period 2: P.E
Mr. Anderson

Period 3: Physics
Mr. Mcloughin

Period 4: Home Ec
Mrs. Wade

Period 5: U.S History
Ms. Buzzelii

Period 6: Drama
Mr. Howell

Period 7: L.A / Research
Mrs. Morrow

Why do they all sound so boring? As I made that final thought the bell rung and I was an inch away from my first period. I walked in and saw a tall, well-built, strong man who was very good-looking. I walked in and saw it was my teacher, Mr. Fischbach. "Fuck..." I mumbled. 'Hes hot! Goddamn it!!' I thought to myself, my eyes locked on the ground. I never planed on this....having a crush on my teacher. "Hello? (y/n)?" Mr. Fischbach was trying to get my attention. "U-uhhh...H-hi sir..." I stuttered nervously. He placed his hands on my shoulders and turned me towards the students. "Everyone, this is (y/n) (l/n). I expect you to treat her with kindness and respect, got it?" The class mumbled a "Yes sir" and I took my seat. I couldn't help but stare at Mr. Fischbach as he was teaching the lesson. His long arms reached across the white boared in quick, swift movements. His shoulders, big and stronger than any boy in this class. His chocolate eyes were enough to make me melt in his arms, thats if he allowed me to. He has a voice fit for radio, deep, soft and at times stern. I wasn't paying a single ounce of attention to anything but Mr. Fischbach and his structure. I hate to admit it but I had to, I'm falling in love with my english teacher. He stopped his lecture and began to hand out a test. "Take one pass it back" he said as his voice echoed throughout the classroom. How I loved the sound of his voice. I touched my cheeks and noticed they were hot. That means they had to be red, I was blushing with Mr. Fischbach in front of me. "Are you ok miss?" he questioned me. "Yes. I'm fine sir" I took a big gulp as he left for his desk. I bit my lip as I tried my best to complete the worksheet. "S-sir" I raised my hand. "Yes miss (l/n)?"-"I didn't finish" he turned his head to the clock and back at me. "Stay here after school. I'll tell the prinicipal to notify your parents." Staying after school with Mr. Fischbach sound....fun. The bell rung shortly after and I grabbed my stuff. I left for the gym with Mr. Fischbach in my thoughts. What would we do after school? He would probobly just explain the lesson, but to be honest I don't care about the lesson anymore. Mr. Anderson walked in and introduced me to the class. Blah, blah, blah.