Having someone hate te is bad enough.
But its even worse when the person who hates you, actually loves te so much they don't admit it the right way. Then things get a little bit akward.
My name is Lora Campbell. Im 17 years old, and i have a major dislike for my Study Hall teacher. Mr. Johnson.
He hated me from giorno one in this god forsaken building we call 'school' and he will forever hate me until i push my way out of this god forsaken building. o until I die.
And the worse part of all? He is absolutely most unbelievably the most sexiest male specimen to ever been seen da the lord himself. And I Amore it when he gets angry at me. Weird huh? yeah i know, but te have been in this postion before right? Maybe? well te might someday.
6th Period Study Hall.
"Hey Lora, come sit with us!" my friend Lisa yelled from the back of the room. she had short spiked white hair, rosa highlights, long sparkly earrings, a nose piercing, and baby blue eyes. she was one of those girls who always got A+'s, but could beat the shit out of te if te ticked her off. she was sitting with Mike, her boyfriend, a tall brown haired man, with the same features of Lisa, except no rosa highlights o nose piercing. and two other of our group of Friends named agrifoglio and Hannah. Yep, twins. I stalked my way to them smiling my best fake smile. "Wee...i have been waiting for this class since i woke up at 5:30!" i detto sarcastically waving my hands like i was happy. Lisa socked me one in my arm as I sat near her. "really Lora we know te like "Him" she whispered. I knew they all could see the rosa that now flushed across my cheeks. "No i do not! He hates me....i hate him" i detto trailing off reaching into my trapper. i took out my homework for Math and stared at it. I really was hating Mrs. Kaufman for giving me homework just because i detto she probably selled drugs to gangsters and strippers for her secondo job. i mean...take a joke will ya?
Lisa and the others were on the commuters while i stared at the white paper. i saw the numbers but couldn't make out the problem. i almost choked when i glanced to see Mr. Johnson looking up at me threw his black sleek glasses. i immediately looked back down at my paper feeling the hair on the back of my neck stick up. "what the hell..." i muttered taking a deep breath. why was he looking at me for? For hell i was not doing anything wrong. o at least i think im not..
he would probably find an excuse for me one way o another. But i would always be wet da the time he was in my face whispering "why can't te be a good student?" ...why Mr. Johnson...its because im a very naughty girl..."Why arnt te doing your work?"....well te see i was too busy looking at the little bulge that is mostrare threw your slacks. god i was already seeping threw my panties and i crossed my legs. "fuck it all.." i mumbled, so much for the new underwear being clean. *Ring Ring* oh yeah. class os over. wait..over? i stared back to my unfinished work. "shit shit shit!" i hissed. Lisa and the gang already were out the door, Mike laughing as he watched me struggle with my things. just with my luck, my elbow plowed into the scrivania, reception and scattered my things on the floor once again. i bent down to hurridly pick them up. i held my breath as i watched him bend down to help me. when we got them all neatly back into their places in my trapper. i got up and thanked him. "Why didn't te do any work in class again Miss Campbell? i thought I told te this daydreaming..has...got...to..stop" he made sure his words were clear and i looked down. "im sorry...i just was sleepy.." i tried to get past him but he stepped in front of me. this made me glare up at him. "Well what were te dreaming about that made te clearly più interested then getting your work done?" he leaned inoltrare, avanti making me back up into a table. he was so close to me i could tell the difference between my frantic breathing successivo to his slow and deep ones. i stared into his deep blue serious eyes. "I--um...it was..about.." he leaned closer and now he had himself between my legs locking me against the tavolo fully. i forgot my name when he whispered. "Was it about me Lora?" that was the first time he ever called me da my first name. and all i could do was stand immobilized. he grinned an evil grin that made me wetter then when it was raining. He must have felt it when he leaned against my part, because he bucked himself into me causing me to moan. "...what did i say about being a good student? te just can't help but be naughty te bad girl"
I felt panic run threw me, the fact that this man was thinking about giving me sex scared me. still, a virgin, and never once been touched. i was afraid i would do something wrong. o yet, we ended up doing something we would most likely regret later. "Mr. Johnson, please let me go" i struggled. he did not even budge. "Mr. Johnson..please!" i squealed. he let go his eyes wide. "Lora..I- oh my god, i don't know what I just....please forget i ever did this..i never meant to scare you" he held his arms out, signaling he was defending himself. "No..No...Mr. Johnson it's okay I-...sorry for losing focus...i can't ever be good at anything will I?" i frowned. "Lora, te may be a rebel in my class...but do te know how much it turns me on when te blush deep red when i say your name? o how te smile when i yell at you?" he got closer again. "how when te attraversare, croce your legs to hide the fact that your wet when te catch me eyeing you..." he detto più lowly. he looked away, then closed his eyes pinching the bridge of his nose like he always did when he was stressed. "Best be getting ready to go home" he looked at me again and i swear I saw a little smirk form in the corners of his mouth when he said. "Better get that work done for me tomorrow o i might give te Detention" i smiled too. "Sir yes Sir" i shill-outed and walked out of the class.
well will te look at that? My mom was right when she detto boys like te when that pick on te too much. I turned to my phone when i got Lisa's text. "Party at Mikes, te coming?"
sure the hell i am, and when he finds out i've skipped the paper, he will do me good in detention. what i didn't expect entirely is how my night ended up.
A little story i though I might post. Trust me più sexual things along the way. if te like it, please commento I'd be glad to hear from you, also if te have any ideas on whats to come successivo feel free to write that, too. I know theres some bad language and a odd paring in this, but I thought it was fun to write. No harm in having fun unless te break the law. If te didn't like it, tell me why. Thank you:)
But its even worse when the person who hates you, actually loves te so much they don't admit it the right way. Then things get a little bit akward.
My name is Lora Campbell. Im 17 years old, and i have a major dislike for my Study Hall teacher. Mr. Johnson.
He hated me from giorno one in this god forsaken building we call 'school' and he will forever hate me until i push my way out of this god forsaken building. o until I die.
And the worse part of all? He is absolutely most unbelievably the most sexiest male specimen to ever been seen da the lord himself. And I Amore it when he gets angry at me. Weird huh? yeah i know, but te have been in this postion before right? Maybe? well te might someday.
6th Period Study Hall.
"Hey Lora, come sit with us!" my friend Lisa yelled from the back of the room. she had short spiked white hair, rosa highlights, long sparkly earrings, a nose piercing, and baby blue eyes. she was one of those girls who always got A+'s, but could beat the shit out of te if te ticked her off. she was sitting with Mike, her boyfriend, a tall brown haired man, with the same features of Lisa, except no rosa highlights o nose piercing. and two other of our group of Friends named agrifoglio and Hannah. Yep, twins. I stalked my way to them smiling my best fake smile. "Wee...i have been waiting for this class since i woke up at 5:30!" i detto sarcastically waving my hands like i was happy. Lisa socked me one in my arm as I sat near her. "really Lora we know te like "Him" she whispered. I knew they all could see the rosa that now flushed across my cheeks. "No i do not! He hates me....i hate him" i detto trailing off reaching into my trapper. i took out my homework for Math and stared at it. I really was hating Mrs. Kaufman for giving me homework just because i detto she probably selled drugs to gangsters and strippers for her secondo job. i mean...take a joke will ya?
Lisa and the others were on the commuters while i stared at the white paper. i saw the numbers but couldn't make out the problem. i almost choked when i glanced to see Mr. Johnson looking up at me threw his black sleek glasses. i immediately looked back down at my paper feeling the hair on the back of my neck stick up. "what the hell..." i muttered taking a deep breath. why was he looking at me for? For hell i was not doing anything wrong. o at least i think im not..
he would probably find an excuse for me one way o another. But i would always be wet da the time he was in my face whispering "why can't te be a good student?" ...why Mr. Johnson...its because im a very naughty girl..."Why arnt te doing your work?"....well te see i was too busy looking at the little bulge that is mostrare threw your slacks. god i was already seeping threw my panties and i crossed my legs. "fuck it all.." i mumbled, so much for the new underwear being clean. *Ring Ring* oh yeah. class os over. wait..over? i stared back to my unfinished work. "shit shit shit!" i hissed. Lisa and the gang already were out the door, Mike laughing as he watched me struggle with my things. just with my luck, my elbow plowed into the scrivania, reception and scattered my things on the floor once again. i bent down to hurridly pick them up. i held my breath as i watched him bend down to help me. when we got them all neatly back into their places in my trapper. i got up and thanked him. "Why didn't te do any work in class again Miss Campbell? i thought I told te this daydreaming..has...got...to..stop" he made sure his words were clear and i looked down. "im sorry...i just was sleepy.." i tried to get past him but he stepped in front of me. this made me glare up at him. "Well what were te dreaming about that made te clearly più interested then getting your work done?" he leaned inoltrare, avanti making me back up into a table. he was so close to me i could tell the difference between my frantic breathing successivo to his slow and deep ones. i stared into his deep blue serious eyes. "I--um...it was..about.." he leaned closer and now he had himself between my legs locking me against the tavolo fully. i forgot my name when he whispered. "Was it about me Lora?" that was the first time he ever called me da my first name. and all i could do was stand immobilized. he grinned an evil grin that made me wetter then when it was raining. He must have felt it when he leaned against my part, because he bucked himself into me causing me to moan. "...what did i say about being a good student? te just can't help but be naughty te bad girl"
I felt panic run threw me, the fact that this man was thinking about giving me sex scared me. still, a virgin, and never once been touched. i was afraid i would do something wrong. o yet, we ended up doing something we would most likely regret later. "Mr. Johnson, please let me go" i struggled. he did not even budge. "Mr. Johnson..please!" i squealed. he let go his eyes wide. "Lora..I- oh my god, i don't know what I just....please forget i ever did this..i never meant to scare you" he held his arms out, signaling he was defending himself. "No..No...Mr. Johnson it's okay I-...sorry for losing focus...i can't ever be good at anything will I?" i frowned. "Lora, te may be a rebel in my class...but do te know how much it turns me on when te blush deep red when i say your name? o how te smile when i yell at you?" he got closer again. "how when te attraversare, croce your legs to hide the fact that your wet when te catch me eyeing you..." he detto più lowly. he looked away, then closed his eyes pinching the bridge of his nose like he always did when he was stressed. "Best be getting ready to go home" he looked at me again and i swear I saw a little smirk form in the corners of his mouth when he said. "Better get that work done for me tomorrow o i might give te Detention" i smiled too. "Sir yes Sir" i shill-outed and walked out of the class.
well will te look at that? My mom was right when she detto boys like te when that pick on te too much. I turned to my phone when i got Lisa's text. "Party at Mikes, te coming?"
sure the hell i am, and when he finds out i've skipped the paper, he will do me good in detention. what i didn't expect entirely is how my night ended up.
A little story i though I might post. Trust me più sexual things along the way. if te like it, please commento I'd be glad to hear from you, also if te have any ideas on whats to come successivo feel free to write that, too. I know theres some bad language and a odd paring in this, but I thought it was fun to write. No harm in having fun unless te break the law. If te didn't like it, tell me why. Thank you:)
