I walked into Mr. Parker's class once again. But I had changed into some skinny jeans, a loose v-neck, and some gladiators. Where was Anne Marie? I hope she showed up.

"Hey," Mr. Parker said, taking his tie off.

He unbuttoned the top three buttons of his loosely tucked in shirt. It made me jump.

"Listen, Haley," he said, moving closer, "I know you and your friends know everything about me and Julia. I guess I'm into younger girls."

"I already have a boyfriend," I said.

"Really? Who? Jacob?"

"How'd you know?"

"I know everything about you girls."


"I don't like the fact that you two are together, you know what I mean?"

"No. Now, can I just finish this lab? Where's Anne Marie?"

He shrugged.

"You do know I can fail you for the entire year," he said, "if you insult me."

"Would you really do that?"

"Yes. And you can't tell the principal because..."

"You're screwing her for you job?"

He laughed.

"But I could tell my mom. I could do so much more than just tell on you, Justin," I said, standing my ground.

"True, true... but we'll see."

I groaned, sitting down at my table. He came by, dropping a lab paper on the table. He sat on the one in front and watched.

"Why are you staring at me?" I asked, afraid to look up.

"Just 'cause," he said, "you're interesting."

"Would you stop? It's creepy."

"That's the whole point. Call Anne Marie."

I texted her. I tried calling her. No reply. It was almost 4. Mr. Parker unbuttoned one more button and took his shirt out of his pants. He closed the shades. And the lights.

"What the hell?"

"Trying to save some electricity."

I heard his footsteps and soon enough I felt his finger trail down my back. Well, shit. I closed my eyes, praying that nothing would happen.

"Kiss me, Haley," he whispered.

"Um, no," I stuttered.

He pulled me upwards, shoving his nasty tongue down my throat. I pushed him back, making him smash into the cabinet. I ran out as fast I as I could, but he beat me to the door.

"Don't make this mistake again," he whispered.

"What mistake?!?" I shouted.

"Of doing this. You don't know what I'm capable of!"

I managed to turn on the lights, and I saw that he was bleeding. I wanted to cry. And I did.

"What is wrong with you?" I whispered.

"I'm obssessed," he whispered, pulling me towards him.

I kicked his balls, quickly pressing speed dial 2: Jacob. He answered after the third ring.

"Yo, Hales, what up baby?"

It was on speaker. I couldn't speak. I was scared. Mr. Parker laid on the floor, and I ran, hanging up. I ran back to the dorm, tripping and staining my knees with dirt. Jacob bumped into me.

"I was coming that way," he said, out of breath, "are you ok?"

"No," I whispered, "not really."

He hugged me tightly, letting me sob into his shirt. Wow. I deserved an Oscar for this scene. Back to the point. Jacob kissed my forehead and I told him what happened.

"But don't go beat the crap out of him," I whispered, once we were sitting in the shade, under a tree, "he's teacher. You'll get expelled. And you can't tell the principal because of their affair."

He groaned, wiping my last tear.

"Ok," he mumbled.

"Thanks, Jakey," I said.

He kissed me, touching my cheek gently. I smiled a little. I saw Anne Marie walking towards me, a mask of guilt on her face.

The End

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