Call Me Ms Jauregui

Chapter 2

Oh my god, I couldn't even handle this right now. This couldn't even be real, I couldn't possibly be sitting in class, in where the girl I met and kissed yesterday was presenting herself as my new Algebra teacher. As the fucking teacher! I was about to lose my fucking mind. I was having a nervous breakdown. I tried slapping myself in hope of this to just be a dream, but it wasn't. I then take deep breathes as I rub my temples.

"Hello class," oh no, she began talking as an authority figure. I could hear the nervousness in her voice though. And I knew it was because of our unexpected encounter. It's probably worse for her though since she had to put her shit together and act like everything was fine infront of the whole class. "I'm Miss Jauregui," she turned around to write on the board with a black marker.

The guys in the class began to stare at her ass, checking her out like every other guy in this school would do. It's as if their eyes were glued to her. They checked her out, up and down. Couldn't they just be nice, decent boys and look away? They needed to learn how to respect women. Lauren was not an object.

Unbelievably, other girls were doing the exact same thing. They even bit their lips. I even saw one girl take her hand down her shorts. It was truly disgusting to have seen someone touch themselves like that in class, especially a girl I truly despise, Felicity. Even if she was sitting at the back, she was sitting next to me! It felt so disgusting, I was about to throw up.

The fact that she was doing it because she was turned on by Lauren really bothered me. Genuinely, I was jealous. I didn't want anyone else checking her out. Of course, that was impossible. She was too hot, obviously everyone was going to check her out. Undress her with their eyes. I wanted to stop it, punch anyone who dared to even check her out. Sadly, it I couldn't. Unfortunately.

"Fuck, she's too sexy." A guy infront of me murmured to his friend. He leaned to his side to get a better look, so I kicked his chair making him look back at me. "Don't be jealous, I have time for you too baby," He said with a cocky grin.

"Stop looking at me, cunt." I kicked his chair again.

"Girls are so immature," he said to his friend and chuckled.

"Well, atleast theirs a real woman now." His friend pointed at Lauren. They then fist bump. I roll my eyes and cross my arms, dicks.

Lauren turned back around and looked around the classroom, we made slight eye contact but immediately looked away from eachother. It was too weird. Not only was I freaking out about her being my teacher but I was also embarassed as fuck. Technically though, I didn't lie to her yesterday and I let her believe I was a college student.

Oh boy, did she get a big surprise today.

"I'll pass out the papers that need to be handed in by next week, make sure your parents sign them." she stated.

"What if we turn them in tomorrow? Extra credit?" A jerk in class was seriously trying to flirt. What a dickhead.

"Sure, 8 extra points." Lauren was firm. It was strange seeing her act with authority, treating us like children. I felt like a child compared to her. Unlike yesterday, I felt equal.

At the same time, I wanted to claim her as mine.

"What do I have to do for fifty extra points?" The dickhead would seriously not stop. He was making it so obvious. Did he think it made him look cool? Fuck no, it only made him look stupid and desperate.

I shook my head in disbelief, I couldn't believe this was still happening.

Lauren ignored him.

"After I'm done handing out the sheets, we'll go down to the library to get textbooks." She informed instead. She then walked to her desk to get a pile of papers and as she did, all eyes followed her. I wanted to get up and slap everyone who was staring her up and down in the face.