Chapter 13
Sarah Daya's POV
"How stupid do you think I am?" Mr. Richard chuckled, letting me go and walking towards to storage closet. My side felt cold at his absence, I slumped back into myself.
"What?" Why did he bring me here of all places? He said he was taking me to the nurse's office.
"Oh, so now you're playing dumb?" He laughed again. "What you thought you were just going to bat your goo-goo-gaa-gaa eyes at me and I'd become your slave?"
Well, yeah, that was usually how it worked. I guess he didn't believe I was actually ill, guess my little performance earlier wasn't convincing enough. I stared at the ground and shifted my weight uncomfortably.
This was awkward, I had actually never been in this situation before. A guy that didn't fall for my charms? Impossible.
Not to sound narcissistic but I was perfectly aware of how guys looked at me. My cute curly strands, emerald eyes, sun-kissed and honey-colored skin made it so I embodied the sexy Latina archetype to a tee.
I was every heterosexual male's wet dream! Unless Mr. Richard's wasn't heterosexual... Scratch that. Who am I to go around thinking every guy that doesn't fancy me is gay? That would be silly of me.
It was just usual. Part of me felt disgusted that I was even thinking about Mr. Richard -- a teacher -- in that manner. Why was I bothered about whether Mr. Richard was attracted to me anyway?
But the other half of me, a must more deviant side of me; the side of me that once took on three guys at once in a parking lot, the side of me that sucked off Harry Johnson first day of school, the side of me that wasn't staring at the floor but was staring at Mr. Richard's crotch wondering how on earth did he pack it all in?
And more importantly, how would it feel if he packed it all in me?
Wow, I was super horny for no reason. Was I actually attracted to him?
Mr. Richard sighed, shook his head, and opened the closet door. "Get in."
My eyes widened. What exactly was he suggesting? "You want me to go in there?"
"Yes," he confirmed with a blank expression.
I stood in my spot, my feet glued to the ground. Was I in trouble? Did Mr. Richard know what I had done? I swallowed hard, nerves bubbling in my stomach. "Why do you want me to go in there?"
He looked at me like I was crazy as if the reason was so obvious.
"This is why." He wagged a finger at my breast area. I looked down at my boobs and then back up at him in confusion.
"My boobs?" I asked, cradling them defensively. Not coco and chanel!
"No, this." He pointed at my chest again. "Your tie?"
"What tie?"
"Exactly, you don't have one! Don't you know the school's uniform rules?"
I thought the tie was optional, no one told me it was mandatory. I shook my head. "No, I'm new to the school."
"Well new or not, you should have known the school rules before you got here." Alright grumpy pants, don't get your knickers in a twist.
"Well obviously, I left my old school in a hurry." I folded my arms in a huff, unintentionally knocking coco and channel.
Mr. Richard's eyebrows creased in the middle and he rubbed his chin suspiciously. "Why is that?"
Whoops, there goes my big mouth. Change the subject.
"Um...what was that you wanted me to look for? A tie?" I scurried past him into the storage closet.
I flicked on the light switch and it was as if I were seeing the storage room for the first time. There was clutter and dust everywhere and everything seemed to be next to everything. The files were touching the supplies which were touching the sports equipment.
I find the box of spare uniform clothes in the corner and rummage through it until I find a tie. "Found it!"I chirped, looking back at Mr.Richards.
His eyes didn't meet mine, instead, he kept those deep dark eyes of his firmly fixated on my ass. I looked down to find that the hem of my black school skirt had flipped up when I'd bent over, my bright pink panties on full display.
Embarrassed, I quickly brush my skirt back down and click my fingers to get his attention.
"Hm?" His eyes fluttered up to meet mine eventually. Damn, he was really in a trance. Maybe he was attracted to me...
"I said I found a tie," I repeated myself.
"Good." He nodded. "Now, put it on."
"Sure...oh." I hold the long strip of silky fabric away from me like it was a foreign object. I had no idea what to do with this thing. We never wore school uniforms in my previous school, we'd wore our own clothes.
"Don't tell me you don't know how to put on a tie."
I shrugged sheepishly causing him to sigh. He stalked into the closet and closed the door behind him.
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