My defeate. (Teacher X Student)

My defeate. (Teacher X Student)DISCLAIMER: THIS IS PARTIALLY BASED ON REAL LIFE EVENTS BUT THE AGES AND NAMES HAVE BEEN CHANGED AND THE STORY IS PARTIALLY MADE UP ON THE SPOT.All my life I was bullied right up until I decided to take matters into my own hands. Sure I would still get bullied for a short while but then it stopped because they'd end up slammed against any hard surface I could find. I stopped taking matters into my own hands when I met a guy. I know I know totally cliché, but this guy was special. Trouble is he was my teacher and I knew that nothing would come of it however it wouldn't stop me from fantasizing. I would make up excuses to get out of his lessons and it worked so I would just sit there and watch his every move. One day it almost went too far so far that we wouldn't have been able to take it back. His wife would have been devastated to say the least, I mean they were c***dhood sweethearts. "How is everything girls?" Mr Harris quizzed his million dollar pendik escort smile shinning "Just fine Mr Harris" the school suck up Jocelyn cooed fawning over him. It was the one time I had actually decided to participate in physical education and I was already feeling sick. Jocelyn was very sickly sweet, she and her best friend Lori had taken it upon themselves to whisper snide remarks about my Tennis skills which were lacking. What? I never said I was Serena Williams. I huffed out a breath of hot air to show my annoyance but to no surprise Mr Harris completely ignored it. The second time Mr Harris walked past and asked the question Jocelyn and Lori had took it that bit further and started to snigger behind their hands at me. Yet another huff of hot air went ignored. Slowly and surely my patience was wearing thin. My aims where getting more and more precise and my hits where getting more and more powerful. By the third time of Mr Harris asking the question and Jocelyn's sickly escort pendik sweet reply irked me more than it should have. I straightened up, threw the ball and racket hoping to hit either Jocelyn or Lori and smirking when I heard them screech in fear before stomping off to cool down on a bench near the changing rooms. By the time I had cooled down enough not to snap anyone's heads off I walked back over to the tennis courts where I found everyone packing up and leaving to change. Just as I was about to leave with my two closest friends I heard his deep, melodic, panty dropping voice which was laced with a hint of disappointment and amusement call my name. I just simply turned to look at him and he had asked me to go to the far end of the court to pick up a couple of rackets and balls. At this point I was close to lobbing them at his face for not noticing how unhappy I was while playing 3:2 against Jocelyn and Lori. Usually he picked up on my annoyance but this time he chose pendik escort bayan to blank it. While I was putting the racks and balls away I could feel the heat of his gaze watching me though it didn't hold the same amount of giddiness it usually did. I stood and returned to him so that I was facing him. Now being only a measly 5ft 1 1/2 inches and him approximately over 6ft he towered over me something ridiculous. "Now, Miss Lance I have asked you back here because I want you to apologise to Jocelyn and Lori for the way you acted this morning" Mr Harris spoke his deep voice penetrating the depths of my soul. "Me?! Apologise to them?! HA! When I'm dead" I snorted staring him dead in the eyes standing on my tippy toes to do so. We stayed staring at each other like that a while and I could swear I saw his eyes flicker down to my lips as we kept up our staring contest. I know for a fact that my eyes definitely flicked down to his plump, baby pink lips. The tension was so thick that you would need a samurai sword to cut it. After what seemed like forever I snapped out of my trance remembering that I was very pissed at him, slammed down onto my heels and stormed off leaving him staring after me.