Summary:
Rose is starting senior year in two days and this is her last night for fun. She goes out to a club and ends out spending the night; little does she know that he will be her new English teacher! Full VA story with a little Pretty Little Liars twist.
Chapter 1
I was starting school the day after tomorrow and I knew what that meant. My freedom was officially coming to an end. These holidays had been great! Parties and dancing, beaches and swimming, hot guys… It was all perfect and I knew it couldn't end this way. I had to have one more night of freedom, and I knew exactly how to celebrate it.
I called up my best friend Vasilisa Dragomir, but everyone just called her Lissa.
'Rose?' she answered on the second ring
'Get dressed Lissa we're going clubbing; come pick me up in an hour.' I replied and then I hung up. She was used to my short impromptu phone calls… they happened a lot.
Ok time to get ready. I had an hour so first I got into the shower and basically shaved everywhere. I then washed myself with my favourite vanilla body wash and I washed my hair with my special lavender and honey shampoo. I got out of the shower in record time and started picking out what to wear. I settled on my favourite black dress. It was perfect for clubbing, short and tight, clinging to all the right places on my body. It was strapless and ended just above mid-thigh. I quickly slipped it on and then dried my hair; it fell into perfect waves down my back. I then slipped on some silver jewellery and I was ready. I had to admit I looked hot! I was so excited and just as I checked the clock I heard a beep, indicating that Lissa was here!
I grabbed my back and was out the door in a flash. Lissa looked perfect of course. She was wearing a cute pale pink dress in the same cut as mine, except it didn't look half as slutty on Lissa. Oh well, I was proud of my curves. As we drove to the club I was buzzing with excitement. We finally got there and there was a long line.
'Oh hell no - We aren't waiting in this Lissa!' I exclaimed and grabbed her arm, dragging her past the queue towards the door. When we got there the guard was tracing down my body with his eyes. Too easy, I thought. I walked up to him and pushed my body right up to his.
'Umm me and my friend were wondering if we could get in now and then later maybe meet up?' I was lying of course but he didn't have to know that.
'Umm ah umm su-ure I get off at 1:00' he stuttered
'Great, see you then' I winked and dragged Lissa in.
'Rose!' Lissa exclaimed, pulling me to the side, 'We aren't really meeting up with that guy are we?' she said with worry.
'Of course not Lissa,' I laughed, 'now calm down and come dance with me.'
I dragged her onto the dance floor and started to dance. Well if you could call it that. It was more like grinding and pumping to the beat. It felt so great, and made me feel so alive. As I was dancing I noticed a man sitting at the bar through my peripheral vision. He was, well, gorgeous. And watching me. I suddenly had a burning desire to prove myself to him and danced hotter than I ever had, moving my body in ways that pretty much made all the guys stare. I eventually got pretty tired and keeping my eye on Lissa I made my way to the bar. I noticed there was an extra seat next to the god and immediately took it. I felt his eyes on me but first I needed a drink.
'Beer please,' I said to the bartender, flashing my ID, which was completely fake. I was really 17 but my ID said I was 22. I could easily pass for 22 so I never worried about getting caught. The bartender grabbed my drink and put it in front of me, not even batting an eyelash at my ID. Now time to make my move.
'Hi,' I said, smiling my man-eater smile at him, 'I'm Rose.'
'Dimitri,' he said with a smile.
Holy crap he had a Russian accent. And it was sexy as hell.
We chatted for a little, talking about random things that we both knew we weren't paying attention to. For some reason I just felt this pull towards him.
'Would you like to dance?' he asked with a slight smirk.
I nodded and suddenly we were on the dance floor, bumping and grinding with the rest of the crowd. Oh my god I was horny as hell.
The next thing I knew we were pressed up to the corridor outside his apartment making out heavily. His lips were hard on mine and he had my body pressed up against the wall.
'Inside' I breathed heavily, and he quickly opened his door and made his way to the bed without letting me go once. I knew where this was heading and was excited. I had had sex before, but I wasn't a slut. I had never done anything like this and it was so invigorating. We fell back onto his bed and continued kissing. His hands slid down my body and started pulling my dress up from the bottom, over my head. I was left lying in only my bra and panties.
His hands travelled down my body, his touch lighting my body up like fire. He unclasped my bra and started kneading my breasts. I groaned into his mouth and started with my own hands. I pulled his shirt over his head and ran my hands across his washboard abs. He moaned a little and moved his mouth of my lips down my neck to my breasts. He sucked on my nipples, making me groan and I curled my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. I couldn't take it anymore and I undid his pants, pulling down his boxers and exposing him. I grabbed his length in my hand and heard him moan as I squeezed. He started to get out I condom but I stopped him.
'Pill,' I breathed and with that he was in me, plunging in and out, both of our screams getting louder and louder until we climaxed simultaneously.
After that we lay side by side, breathing heavily and fell off into a peaceful sleep.
I woke up and looked around, forgetting where I was. Then I felt a slight stir next to me and turned to see a beautiful god beside me. Not wanting to wake him up I slowly slipped out of bed and got changed back into my dress. I got a bit of paper and wrote a note…
Thanks for the great night xxx
I left it on his pillow and grabbed my bag before slowly sneaking out the door.
I caught a cab back to my house and snuck in through the window so my parents wouldn't know I spent the night out. I hopped into the shower and basically stood in there for an hour. I thought about last night. It was amazing. I almost regret having to leave him this morning, but it's not like I could ever be in a relationship with him when he thinks I'm 22. I sigh and get out of the shower, drying my hair. I hop into bed and pretend to be asleep until my dad comes to wake me up.
School started tomorrow and I was dreading it. I spent the whole day reliving last night and talking to Lissa about it. She didn't see the guy I went home with so she wanted all the deets. I went to bed that night feeling nervous for my first day back. I had no idea why, because I was part of the 'it' crowd at school. Everyone loved me. Guys wanted me and girls wanted to be me so I shouldn't have felt nervous but for some inexplicable reason I just had a bad feeling.
The next morning my alarm clock woke me up and I threw it against my wall trying to shut it up. Crap. I broke it. Oh well, I'll just get a new one. I got up and got ready to school. Today I decided to wear my brand new leather pants which looked hot, and my blood red tank top that made my boobs look great. I finished off the look with my combat boots and red lipstick, with some black eye-makeup to give it the smoky look. I have to admit I looked hot.
I heard the familiar beep and ran downstairs, grabbing a protein bar as I hopped out the door and into Lissa's car. On the way to school Lissa chatted away merrily in my ear while I stared out my window, wondering what the new school year might bring.
As soon as we got to school all eyes were on us. All the guys were staring at me and I couldn't blame them. I knew I looked hot. When we got to our lockers one of our friends Mia Rinaldi came bounding towards us.
'Have you heard that there is a new English teacher?' she exclaimed excitedly, 'Apparently he is really gorgeous.'
'About time we got some good looking teachers in this school' I said, and then the bell rang, sending us off to class. First period: English. Great, time to scout out this new teacher.
We walked to class and took our usually seats in the third row. I started getting all my books and stuff out and I heard our new teacher walk in.
'Hello Class,' he said, 'I am your new English Teacher Mr Belikov.'
No. It couldn't be. I looked up and I saw him.
Dimitri.
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