something you can't teach

Chapter 1: First Days Are Never Easy

News at Riverside Academy never failed to travel fast and when new twelfth grade AP English teacher, Mr. Harry Styles was hired all of the girls were fawning over him within a day. All but one, Dominique could never be bothered with her teacher. It's not that he wasn't absolutely gorgeous because he was, effortlessly sexy in a rockstar way, he always wore unconventional but trendy button downs with the first three buttons and she couldn't help but be suckled in by his rugged voice when he droned on about Shakespeare. It was simply an attraction and nothing more. Of course she didn't expect anything out of it, first of all, he was employed as a teacher making the whole idea of it all preposterous and the actual action illegal and secondly Dominique had a long term boyfriend, Sam. He was a little common to the state of Tennessee, was a star quarterback for the football team, all the girls fell over his feet and he treated her like gold. She should really be wholly invested in their relationship. It was picture perfect, something she'd always wanted but after three years things were beginning to get stale and she couldn't help herself lusting after other guys.

   Mr. Styles knew the female students lusted after him. How could they not? He was quite successful, fresh out of a divorce and cockily handsome. He walked throughout the corridors of the school with a swagger in his step, pushing forward his pelvis easily displaying his confidence. He was sure to enunciate his words perfectly in his classes, absorbing and adoring the affection and attention his female students payed him. He knew of course he'd never be able to have a relationship with any of these girls, none of them could even provide him a good fuck. As attractive as a slight minority of these girls were he didn't want someone so inexperienced and he couldn't possibly trust them not to brag to their young friends about getting into their hot teachers sheets. So he never acted upon any of his desires, but he couldn't help but think about one of his particularly gorgeous students even outside of the school walls. Dominique Matthews, gorgeous, brunette and just his type. The perfect girl if she wasn't the slight age of seventeen. He saw her petite frame and couldn't help but imagine the moves he could lay down on her. He only had to control himself when he noticed how her glossed lips sucked on the tip of her pen when she was particularly concentrated, or how when she was obviously fighting with her dumb jock boyfriend Sam, she'd tense up and you could see her shoulders were more hunched in her seat. Somehow he had to get her out of his mind and knowing what he had to do but also being under the realization of the trouble he could get in for doing it. He continuously pushed her to the back of his mind thinking "She wouldn't want you anyway"