I don't own The Blacklist and I don't make money with fanfiction.

This is my first High School fanfic :) Liz is 17 years old and in her penultimate year at school. She has troubles with a certain teacher :) I included a few familiar names in this story but also made some names up.

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Liz and her best friend Laura sat in their English class and listened to a classmate who read his homework out loud. Suddenly, Liz heard her name.

"Elizabeth, are you listening? I asked you to read out the essay you had to write for today. Do you mind paying attention or are you too busy daydreaming?" the teacher, Mr. Reddington, asked her firmly. She stared at his lips and let herself get carried away by his voice.

"I'm...I'm sorry, Sir. I was...distracted."

"Well then, will you share your essay with the class now?"

Liz was nervous, she had forgotten writing the essay.

"Uh...Sir...I forgot that we had homework. I didn't do it."

"What was that? You didn't do it?" he asked in his usual low voice.

"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry. I'll hand it in tomorrow."

"This is the third time you didn't do your homework this month. There will be a note in the class register."

"Yes, Sir."

"If you don't hand it in by tomorrow, I will have to talk to your father, Elizabeth. Am I clear?"

"Of course, Sir." she whispered and couldn't hold his gaze anymore.

Mr. Reddington stepped away from Liz's and Laura's table, both girls stared at his ass.

"Did anyone else forget their homework?"

A few people raised their hands, obviously intimidated by the way he had scolded Liz. Most of them liked her and were sorry to see her embarrassment. In fact, Mr. Reddington was a good teacher, strict but fair...and good looking. He taught English literature and Sports. This year, the main focus was swimming. English classes were Mondays, Tuesdays and Fridays, Sports was only Mondays.

Later, Liz and Laura met their classmate Aram and Laura's boyfriend Donald for lunch. Donald was a year older than the others and was waiting for them with his other friends at the table they usually had lunch at.

"Hey! How are you?" Don greeted them.

"Don't ask." Laura replied. "Liz just got embarrassed by Mr. Reddington in front of the whole class because she forgot her homework."

"Yeah, it was really intimidating." Aram added.

"Oh my...that happened to me once. I always do the English homework first since then." Don said.

"I can't understand why he always has to tell people off in front of everybody else!" Liz burst out. "My week is already screwed and it's only Monday! And worst of all, I have to face him again this afternoon in Sports, damn it!"

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The swimming lesson wasn't as unpleasant as she had expected. Mr. Reddington always ignored what happened in the English class and concentrated only on what his students did in Sports.

"Well done, Elisabeth...Aram, that was good, maybe you can join the school's team."

"Thank you, Sir." Aram replied proudly.

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Liz and Laura were neighbors, they went to school and home everyday together and knew each other since Elementary School.

"Liz? You...uh...you like Mr. Reddington, don't you?"

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"I see the way you look at him."

"Oh, please. Every girl looks at him like I do. You, too by the way." she grinned.

"Yeah...did you see his eyelashes? Oh my..."

"And his ass..." Liz continued with a dreamy look in her eyes.

"This morning when he caught you not listening, you were fantasizing about him, right?" Laura bored her dark brown eyes into Liz's blue ones.

Liz stared back, she had hoped that nobody would notice, but Laura knew her.

"Alright. Yes. I...he's sexy. But don't you dare tell anybody!"

"I won't, I promise."

"Thanks." Liz sighed and grinned. It felt good to finally tell her about this.

"And Liz? Make sure to write that essay today. You don't want him to have a chat with Sam, do you?"

"Hell, no! I'll write it this evening and hand it in first thing in the morning."

"Good. I wouldn't wanna see you blush in front of all the others again."

"Me neither..."

"Alright, see you tomorrow." Laura said as they stood in front of Sam's house.

Sam was Liz's adoptive father and kind of a second father to Laura, she even had a spare key for the house.

"Yeah, see you." Liz replied and hugged her best friend, like always, they were like sisters.

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After having done the homework for the other subjects, Liz finally wrote the two essays. She sat down at the kitchen table and started writing. She was almost done with the second one when she heard Sam's voice behind her.

"Hey, butterball, what are you doing? Two essays? What kind of teacher is this? Do you think I should go see him someday? This seems to be way too much homework, English literature isn't the only subject at school."

"No! You don't have to see him, everything's fine!" she replied hectically.

Sam looked at her suspiciously, he could read her like a book.

"What's going on, butterball? Tell me, you know I can't be angry with you."

She knew he was right. He was a cool dad, never angry, only a bit over-protective when it came to boys. Her first boyfriend, Tom, had turned out to be a cheating bastard. He used to be one of Don's friends, that was how they got to know each other. They had been a couple for two years, but in the end, he was just an ass who had tried to have two girlfriends at the same time. She broke up with Tom three months ago after she told him she had seen him with another girl and then he had hit her. She had told him to go to hell, the last thing she had heard of him was that he flunked out of school because of drug dealing. Well...you never really know people. Finally, she decided to answer Sam.

"Um...Dad, I'm writing two essays because I forgot the last one and Mr. Reddington said I had to do both for tomorrow."

"Hm, then hurry up, it's almost midnight."

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The next day, Liz went to the staffroom to hand in her homework.

"Thank you, Elisabeth. You will read out what you had to write for today out loud later."

"Yes, Sir." she said and went to the maths class, a blush heating up her cheeks.

She arrived at the classroom just in time before their old and very humorless teacher, Mrs. Fowler, could make a remark about her being late. She sat down between Laura and Aram. He was the one who listened while Laura and her talked about men.

"He's only thirty, that's not sooo old."

"Yeah, but you're 17."

"I know how old I am. I was just saying that the age difference isn't that big."

"God, I can't believe you have a crush on a teacher, Liz!"

"Who has a crush on a teacher?!" Aram asked curiously.

"Nobody." the girls replied simultaneously and avoided eye contact to each other so that they didn't burst out in laughter. Aram didn't look convinced.

During the lunch break, Liz and Laura tried to understand the maths stuff they had to study for the next exam.

"Aram? Could you explain that to us, please? We don't understand it and you're the maths genius..."

"Sure, it's pretty easy actually. Maybe you would have understood it if you hadn't been distracted by discussing who has a crush on a teacher." he grinned.

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Friday after school, Liz and Laura went home, they would have a sleepover at Liz's, because Sam was visiting an old friend so they were home alone for three days. Don wasn't in the best mood because today, two years ago, his ex Audrey had died in a car crash. He still missed her, which caused trouble in his relationship with Laura sometimes.

Sam had told Liz they were old enough to take care of themselves and that he trusted them not to set the house on fire. Laura got her overnight bag quickly and they started their girls-weekend.

Now they were sitting on the couch in the living room, eating potato chips, drinking self made cocktails with too much vodka and were watching 'Pretty Woman' for the hundredths time. Meanwhile, they talked about their favorite teacher.

"Liz, I'm telling you, it's a bad idea to have a crush on Mr. Reddington."

"Why is that?"

Both of them were already a little tipsy and were in danger of falling asleep on the couch.

"Because he's a teacher and you're his student!"

"I can fantasize about him as much as I want, and I'm sure I'm not the only girl in class!"

Laura grinned viciously. "Did you notice the way Alice looked at him this morning when he scolded her for not listening? Oh my, she looked equally scared and turned on..."

"Yeah, I noticed...I was almost jealous."

"Jealous? What's that supposed to mean?"

"If I tell you...don't laugh!"

"Uh, ok."

"Sometimes I consider to forget my homework on purpose."

"Excuse me? Why"

"I like it when he tells me off..." Liz said very quietly.

Laura stared at her. "You like it? Oh my...well, in fact, that's not really surprising. Last Monday, after that 'I forgot the essay' incident, you looked kinda...pleased, you know?"

"Hmhm. I feel like talking about him made me feel like I'm drunk."

"That's not him, that's the vodka we put in our drinks, we better sleep now, it's 5 am..."

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TBC

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