Authors note: hey, so I'll be straight toward... I'd kill for some reviews... I need feedback, I wanna know if you guys like the story or not and I'd like to hear suggestions.
Xoxo,
Brittany
Chapter 3
Maybe instead of just telling you about just Tate, I should tell you more about myself. I mean, I already told you bits and pieces but I still didn't tell you some big things about me.
Before I started dating Kyle, I kind of had a thing with my health teacher. Okay, that sounds so much worst then it really is. He was only 23, had olive skin all year long, with the prettiest green eyes... And oh his fit body, made me melt whenever I saw the 6 pack he had or how buff he was in general. He was just, so so sexy.
I was also going through this phase where I was just really bored, and secretly hooking up with the hottest teacher at school really spiced up my life. I mean we all have a story we tell people about ourselves and I didn't want the same cliche story as everyone else. I mean how interesting is it to hear that I slept with my health teacher? I totally caught your attention the moment I said that, am I right?
But the whole sleeping with Mr. Ryder thing wasn't just for a story, and the pleasure. He really helped me get on top at school. He's the reason why I was named captain on the Cheerleading team in my sophomore year, and he convinced many of the teachers to give me a higher grade on an assignment then I actually deserved.
Now you're probably asking, how exactly did you get away with sleeping with your teacher? Well, it's really not easy. Especially when he would want me during school and take me out of class. You see, he would just randomly come into my class, deepen his voice then act like I was the worst student in the world. He would then take me out of my class, leaving the door open, and loudly announced that I would have detention after school. I would return to class, with everyone staring at me like I just murdered someone.
Later on that day, I would go to his classroom after school, for my detention. But as you could assume, it wasn't like most detentions. He would pick me up and place me up on his desk, and slide his way in between my thighs. This would occur twice a week for a year. After he came, he would look at me in my eyes and brush my face and smile. He would always say "you are so beautiful, don't you ever forget that".
I will not deny that I had feelings for him. I mean how could you not? But my relationship with him was strictly business. Once I got my throne, as head cheerleader I didn't really need him anymore. The hook ups started to only be once a week, to once a month... To never. They mostly stopped because Tate caught us...
That's how I broke his heart, you see. He now had something over my head...
