Teacher's Pet (3 page)

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Over the next few weeks Alex and I were practically inseparable. I ignored the jealous looks that I got from other girls. He would walk me to class whenever he could and sit with Carly and I at lunch. Any reservations that Carly had with me dating Alex completely dissolved when she saw how sweet he was to me and how happy he made me. All we had done so far was kiss, and he didn't pressure me to do anything else. Which was fine with me. I loved kissing Alex. Alex walked me into first period English and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you after class."

"Excuse me Mr. Lipton. Are you in this class?" A loud voice boomed. We turned to see a very angry Mr. Hayes glaring at us. "No sir, I was just saying goodbye to my girlfriend." I almost gasped. We had been dating for a few weeks but had never defined our relationship as boyfriend/girlfriend.

"Well I suggest you leave immediately. Class is about to get started."

"Sure. Sorry." He smiled apologetically and practically ran out the door. Mr. Hayes stared at me pointedly. "Jadia, I shouldn't have to remind you about the school's policy on PDA."

"Sorry, Mr. Hayes," I apologized. He narrowed his eyes at me then looked away, almost as if he was disgusted with me. My face burned with humiliation. I was sure the whole class was staring at me. What was the big deal? It was just a kiss on the cheek. It's not like we were dry humping in the middle of the hallway like some kids practically did. Mr. Hayes started his lesson and I tried my hardest to concentrate, but I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that Alex had just called me his girlfriend. In front of the entire class.

"So Jay," Carly said excitedly, sitting down next to me at our lunch table, "There's a party tonight at Marcus Digby's house."

"Mmm, I don't know. Alex and I are going out tonight."

She scoffed. "God, you two are such party poopers. Why don't you both come after you're done doing whatever it is that you're doing?" I giggled. She still couldn't believe that all we had done was kiss.

"I don't know, we'll see." Truthfully, I had no desire to go to a party with obnoxious drunk people that I didn't even like when I could be spending time with Alex. On Fridays I had a midnight curfew and I didn't want to waste any time. Just then Alex slammed his tray down on the table.

"Fucking Mr. Hayes gave me a detention for being 10 seconds late. 10 fucking seconds! What the hell is his problem today?"

Carly smirked at him. "Well, you get no sympathy from me just because one teacher doesn't think you're charming." It was true. Alex had a way with teachers as well as students. Everybody loved him.

"He's just a dick. He was mad this morning because I kissed Jadia on the cheek. He acted like she was giving me head behind his desk."

I gasped and Carly burst out laughing. He saw my reaction and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry baby. I shouldn't have said that."

"No, it's ok," I said, trying to act casual. Alex was great, but some of his choice phrases made me uncomfortable.

"So Alex," Carly changed the subject. "Party tonight? You guys haven't come to any yet this year and I really want to go." He looked at me and I shrugged. I didn't really want to go, but if he did then I would. "I don't know," he said, reading my mood. "I'll see how we feel later tonight." I gave him a small smile. Carly rolled her eyes. "You guys are like an old married couple already. If you change your mind I'll be there getting blasted."

"Is Jason going?" Alex asked.

Carly shrugged. "I don't really care."

I looked at her in surprise. "What do you mean you don't care?"

"I mean I don't fucking care. He can do whatever he wants."

Alex cleared his throat. "So you guys broke up?"

Carly looked down at her hands. "Well not officially, but pretty much, yeah."

"Oh Carly I'm sorry. I had no idea." I said. I felt hurt that she didn't confide in me, but then immediately felt guilty. I had been so busy with Alex that I didn't even notice that anything was wrong. I made a mental note to spend more girl time with Carly.

Carly stood up. "Well, I'm out. I have a presentation in history and I want to get there early to set up."

Alex watched Carly leave. "Why don't you want to go to the party?" He asked me.

"It's not that I don't want to go. I'd just rather spend time with you."

He stood up and kissed me on the head. "That's sweet. I'll pick you up at 6 tonight ok?"

I smiled softly. "Okay."

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"So," I asked Alex as I got into his car, "What are we doing tonight?"

He smiled mysteriously at me. "It's a surprise."

I hated surprises.

This surprise, however, was amazing. Alex took me to his house. "What are we doing here?" I asked.

"It's a surprise, sweetie. You have to wait and see." We walked into the kitchen and it smelled amazing. "You cooked for me?" I asked incredulously. I had no idea he knew how to cook. "Yeah, it's kind of a hidden talent of mine. If I can't play football, I might become a chef."

"That's great, Alex. I had no idea you liked to cook. Where are your parents?" I asked casually.

"They're away for the night. It's their anniversary."

"Oh." Well, shit. I hoped he didn't have ulterior motives for tonight. The food was wonderful. He made chicken cordon bleu and red roasted potatoes, along with a bottle of wine. After we ate, I was feeling pretty giddy from the wine. "Come here," Alex said. "I want to show you something." I followed him into what I was sure was his bedroom. It was pretty plain except for a shelf filled with trophies. It was obvious that he had cleaned up for me, and I felt a little bit flattered that he went to such great lengths to impress me. Alex took my hands. "Come here," he said softly. He led me to his bed. I laid down and he climbed on top of me.

"You're so pretty, Jadia. I can't believe how lucky I am." He kissed me deeply. "Mmm," I moaned. His kisses felt amazing. He moved his hand over my shirt to my breast. "This ok?" He asked me, looking into my eyes.

"Oh, God yes."

He took that as an invitation and reached his hand under my shirt. He slid his hand under my bra and lightly pinched my nipple. I moaned with pleasure. "Sit up," he whispered. I sat up and he pulled my shirt over my head. He unhooked my bra and tossed it across the room. I knew I should stop him before we went too far, but my head was swimming from the wine and it felt so good. He rubbed his hands down my body. "God damn, you are so fucking hot."

He took my nipple in his teeth and flicked it with his tongue.

Oh. My. God.

He reached his hand down to the button on my jeans, and suddenly I snapped back to reality.

"Wait," I said breathlessly. "Stop."

He paused for a moment and sighed, rolling off of me. He stared up at the ceiling.

"I'm sorry," I said, turning towards him. "I'm just…I'm just not ready."

"It's fine," he said flatly. "Let's just go. I'll bring you home."

"We don't have to go, Alex."

"You know what? I'm getting pretty tired. Let's make it an early night. It's fine, really. I'm just tired."

"Ok," I whispered.

Alex drove me home. It was a pretty quiet drive. I stood by my decision to stop, but I was terrified that he would break up with me.

"Alex?" I asked tentatively once we pulled in my driveway

"Hmm?" He responded, distracted.

"Are you mad at me?"

He looked at me for a minute as if searching my face. "No sweetie, I'm not mad. It's just hard to stop myself when I'm with you. It's cool if you don't want to have sex, but I need more than just kissing. Just go get some rest and I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Ok," I whispered.

All I wanted to do was sleep and forget tonight, but I was nowhere near tired. I texted Carly. I needed to take my mind off of things.

Where are u? At Marcus's?

After a few minutes she still hasn't responded. I made up my mind to head out anyway. I knew she'd be there. It was probably just too loud to hear her phone. I texted her to tell her I was coming. Marcus lived less than a mile away, so I decided to walk. This way I could get drunk if I wanted to. And I'm pretty sure I wanted to.

I could hear the music as soon as I came up on Marcus's street. I'd be lucky if I got two drinks down before the cops showed up. I walked in and found the bar right away. I glanced around but didn't see Carly anywhere. I poured three shots and downed them quickly. "Jesus, slow down!" I heard from behind me. I turned and saw Amber Lewis smirking at me.

"Don't get sick."

"Thanks Amber, but I can handle my liquor," I replied, taking a not so subtle jab at her reputation for getting smashed at every party and ending up in some random dude's bed.

"Well I'm just trying to help," she huffed. I shrugged. "It's cool. I won't get sick. I just had a shitty night and want to unwind a little." Her eyes widened.

"Why was it shitty? Because of Alex? Did you guys get into a fight?" I'm sure that Amber would love nothing more than to sink her slutty claws into Alex.

"No," I snapped." Alex and I are fine."

"Oh. Did you come here with him? I saw him earlier talking to Carly and he looked pissed off."

"Here? You saw him here?"

What the fuck?

"Yeah. I'm not sure where he is but I think I saw Carly go upstairs a few minutes ago."

"Thanks."

I turned away and weaved my way through the crowd and headed upstairs, determined to find Carly. I was dying to know what Alex said to her. I reached the top of the stairs and saw Alex and Carly talking. Standing close together. Really close. I was about to call out to them when I saw them disappear into a room together.

Oh. Hell. No.

This could not be what it looked like. Carly had been my best friend since forever, and Alex was my boyfriend. There was no way that either of them would do this to me. Maybe they were just going in there to talk, but I had to know for sure. I waited for about 5 minutes. If they were going to do anything, that would give me enough time to catch them in the act.

My heart was pounding. I walked up to the door and turned the knob. Fuck. It was locked. Well, fuck it. I pounded on the door loudly until it opened.

"What the fuck? Someone's fucking in here...oh shit." A shirtless Alex stood staring at me with bloodshot eyes. I pushed past him just in time to see Carly scramble under the covers.

I literally felt my heart break in half.

Carly gasped. "Oh my God Jay, I'm so sorry. I don't know how this happened."

I couldn't talk. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My eyes filled with tears and I ran down the stairs. I pushed my way through people and bolted out the front door. I knew people were staring at me but I didn't care. I ran blindly down the street. I had to get away from here as fast as I could. I was so blinded by my tears that I didn't see the crater in the middle of the sidewalk. I tripped and went flying. I landed hard on the sidewalk and laid there, sobbing uncontrollably. My best friend and my boyfriend. How could I face either of them again? How could I ever go back to school?

I heard a car coming down the street. I quickly stood up and tried to get myself together. The car slowed next to me.

"Jadia?"

I blinked away my tears and squinted at the driver. Mr. Hayes was looking at me, concerned.

I sniffed and cleared my throat. "Hi, Mr. Hayes."

Mr. Hayes quickly got out of his car and came to me. I tried not to look at him, but he gently lifted my chin to face him.

"Come on," he said. "You're not in any kind of condition to be walking around in the middle of the night."

I let him help me into his car. He didn't start driving right away. He angrily stared straight ahead and drummed his fingers on the steering wheel.

"Who did this to you?"

I sniffed and shook my head. "I just tripped. Nobody hurt me. Not physically at least." The thought of what I had seen earlier flashed in my head and I started crying again. "Oh jeez, Jadia. Come here." Mr. Hayes held me while I cried. Once I was able to get ahold of myself I pulled away.

"I'm sorry," I said, wiping my eyes. "I'm sorry I held you up. I'm ok to go home now."

"Jadia, if your parents are anything like mine were, you're not ok to go home. I was just on my way home anyway. Why don't you come with me and have a cup of tea and get cleaned up? Then I'll drive you home."

He did have a point. If I went home in this condition my mom would ask me a million questions, and I just couldn't face her yet. "Ok. Thanks, Mr. Hayes."

"You can call me David when we're not in school."

I couldn't help but notice how normal David looked when he wasn't in his work clothes. He looked like a GQ model at school. He was in jeans and a plain white t shirt. I wondered how old he was. He didn't look that much older than me. I bet he just graduated college. About 15 minutes later he turned onto a dead end street and pulled in front of a large, beautiful house.

"This is where you live?" I asked. I was expecting an apartment, or at best a condo. He chuckled. "Yeah, this is where I live. To be fair, it was my parents' house. I got it when they died."

"Oh, I'm sorry." I said.

"Come on inside. Let's get you cleaned up," he said, changing the subject.

He opened the front door and I almost laughed. This was definitely a bachelor pad. A box of pop tarts, a toaster and a microwave sat on the otherwise appliance free counter. I'd bet that if I opened the freezer, there would be about 30 TV dinners. He showed me to the bathroom. I almost gasped when I looked in the mirror. My eyes were red and bloodshot from crying. My hair was a tangled mess and my jeans had a hole in the knee where I had fallen on the sidewalk.

I washed my face and ran my fingers through my hair. Once I looked a little better I came out and found him sitting at the kitchen table with two cups of tea. "Here you go," he said. handing me a cup.

"Thanks."

"So are you going to tell me what happened?"

I looked down. The last thing I wanted to do was relive tonight. Especially with a teacher. I decided to give him the short version. "Alex cheated on me."