Warning: Rated M for language and sexual content.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters.
"Thanks for driving me. See ya later, mom" Nikki said as she stepped out of the car. "No problem, have a nice day honey." Said Kathy as she smiled at her daughter.
Nikki smiled back and made her way to school, she stopped as she saw a familiar face, "Oh there you are, Pumpkim" the raven haired girl hugged her tightly. Nikki laughed and wriggled out of her grasp. "I missed you too, now let me go" Paige did so as she rolled her eyes.
A Jock walked by and grinned. "Hello there, Nikki" he said as he smiled brightly at Nikki, "Uhm hey Seth" she smiled awkwardly. I was pretty popular around here, the girls wanted to hang out with me - except for Charlotte and her friends but we'll get to that later - guys asked me out all the time, I should be happy, I had everything a girl could want and truth be told, those guys were sweet, but I wasn't attracted to them. In Fact, i'm pretty sure that i'm not capable of loving someone. Paige cleared her throat "you two lovebirds can flirt later, class is about to start and you know how Mr. Lesnar is" said the raven haired beauty as she looked at Nikki, who just rolled her eyes. Mr. Lesnar was their English Professor. He was 6'1", very muscular, had blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes. Yeah he was goodlooking but he was also very intimidating and he takes his job very seriously. "Yeah come on, let's go. See ya later, Seth." She said as she smiled half heartedly at him. "See ya" he murmured. He didn't understand why she didn't like him, did he do something wrong? He thought as he shaked his head and turned to go to class.
Nikki and Paige hurried, but still were a few minutes late to class. Nikki sighed as she knocked on the classroom door, they slowly walked in, hoping that Mr. Lesnar wouldn't be too mad. "Sorry Professor" He smiled slightly and quickly turned away. "Good morning Nicole, Paige" he replied "Just have a seat."
They obliged, but Nikki cought his eye.. she made her way to her seat, swinging her rump and hair coquettishly. He couldn't resist and discreetly gave her behind an appreciative stare. Her jeans were skintight, he wondered how on earth she got into them... "A-as I was saying. Please open your books on page 61." He said.
the girls exchanged shocked glances with each other as Brock continued his lecture. He couldn't stand lateness!
"Did he really just smile?" whispered the Paige making Nikki giggle "I think so.. and he didn't even get mad" said the beautiful brunette as she shook her head. "Seems like the holidays did him good" Brock cleared his throat "Would you two please stop talking?" he said, clearly upset at the fact that they weren't paying attention to class. As soon as he said that, Nikki opened her book "I forgot mine at home, mind if we share it for today?" asked Paige, Nikki pushed the book a little bit in her direction "of course" she said as she smiled.
Later on he gave everyone their essay's back, the ones they wrote before the holidays. He glanced at Nikki, she looked upset; he could see the dissapointment clearly in her chewing her bottom lip, furrowing her brows and blinking profusely. He would have been upset too, with a grade like the one he had given her.
An hour later, "Class dismissed, everyone" he called, Paige was already leaving as he said "Please don't be late next class, it's reeeeally getting on my nerves..." Paige nodded as she went outside to wait for Nikki.
"See ya later, Professor," Roman said as he punched his shoulder. Brock winced and fake smiled. "Come on man, don't be such a pussy!" the jock chortled, thumbing Brock's back.
Brock laughed and wriggled out of his grasp. "Please study, Roman!" he called as Roman left with his friends. He shook his head and was about to go into his office but stopped when he saw that Nikki was still there. When she saw him looking at her she smiled brightly and got up to stand in front of him. He was so much taller than her. "Hello there, Nicole" he said pleasantly. She smiled demurely, but quickly looked upset again. "It's about my essay, Professor..." she murmured. Brock shruggen apologetically. "Didn't do so well, hmm, Nicole?" he said "How may I help you?"
"Well.." she began slowly, biting her lip and fluttering her eyelids. "I was actually wondering how I could help you." She took a step closer and gently touched his tie. "I know I bombed this essay, Mr. Lesnar," she whispered, looking up at him with impossibly wide eyes. "But I was hoping I could make it up to you somehow..." she finished anxiously, stepping closer.
He cleared his throat. "How?" he asked uncomfortable. "Nicole, I hardly ever do this but I think you're a smart girl, and I'll let you rewrite it for just few points off. Can't tell anyone though, it has to be our little secret, ok?"
"I was thinking of something different" she whispered, gently taking his hand and bringing it to her breast. "It could be our little secret, too."
"Whooooa..." Brock said, moving his hands to her shoulders and gently pushing her away. "I, uh," he laughed awkwardly, "I'm flattered that you're so willing to, ah, work for a better grade, Nicole, but I don't think-"
Nikki stepped closer again and started tracing patterns on his shirt. "Don't think what, Professor?" she asked innocently. Her hand slowly made it's way down his muscular chest and to his belt, and then below. He quickly grabbed her wrist. He cleared his throat and blinked profusely. "I think you should start heading home, Nicole." She batted her eyelashes and pouted. "Why? Don't you think i'm pretty, Professor?"
He cleared his throat. "That is the problem," he replied hoarsely. "I think you're very pretty."
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