'you're definitely going to keep me into shape,' muttered Brady.

I laughed. 'thanks Brady...i'll see you tomorrow?'

'yeah! Sit with us again, it was nice having you.'

'alright, I will then.'

'Did you know, Tamara is my sister?' he asked.

'really? You two a twins?'

"Yeah, Tamara's youngest... by 3 minutes and she hates it." he chuckled.

'I bet you put her life through hell.'

"Yeah, but it's Tamara. You feel sorry for me don't you".

"Not at all, you both cross each other out. You deserve one another. Hey, I was wondering, I've got detention Wednesday afternoon. Mind taking the training?'

"Detention, on your first day?"

"Yeah, I don't understand why exactly, something about not respecting Mr Ellings. Anyway, could you?"

"Yeah, I guess so. I might have footy training though, but if I do, can I get Tamara to coach?" his eyes gleamed.

"Sure, either of you would be fine. Go over back hand springs, forward hand springs, certain things like that. But I'm serious Brady, make them practice or I'll be on your ass quicker than you can say 'Go Team'".

"hahaa ok, no worries. Do you need a lift by the way?" he asked pushing the door open and we stepped outside.

"Nah, my brother is walking me home. I'll see you tomorrow" I said running down the steps towards my teddy bear, waiting for me patiently. I looked across the road and saw Mr Ellings getting into his car. He looked up and smiled slightly; one of those nasty grins that wind you up.

Just you wait Rhys Ellings, tomorrow, you'll regret ever giving me detention!

As I emerged Dan, anger was flooding through me.

"Hey Smurf, what's eating you?" Dan asked, as we started our walk home. His blond hair was swept across his face, green eyes shining.

"Well, I got detention because of my horny douche fag teacher, and another guy groped my arse. And how about you?"

"well, I made a few friends. Met a few people, chatted up a stunning girls. But give me details on your day, tell me about this horny teacher of yours.'

"I got it Wednesday, after school. He just thought he was smart, handing me the detention because I didn't agree with him, but I'll show him. He's not going to know what hit him" I smirked calculatingly.

"Hmmm...remember the last time you did that?"

"Oh yeah, but this is a whole new definition. Trust me".

As we walked home, I couldn't help but plan out what I was going to wear, and act Wednesday. It was two days away sure, but I was going to make sure Rhys Ellings regretted ever meeting me. I'll make sure of it. As I drifted into a sleep that night...i had multiple dreams. Some about dad, others about mum. I wasn't sure if this was a sign that I missed them or not.

'Get outta bed, sleepyhead, Get outta bed, sleepyhead, Get outta...'

I smacked my hand down on my alarm clock and groaned. What the...how early is it?.

I opened one eye groggily and looked at the clock, wincing slightly at the small amount of light pouring through the windows. 5:30am.. why did I do this to myself?

"Urghhhh..." i groaned, untangling myself from the covers and padding slowly to the door. I opened the door, winced at the light but continued and made my way down to the bathroom, grabbing two large white fluffy towels on my way.

Stepping into the shower, i allowed the warm water to wash away my sleepiness. I sighed blissfully as it eased my muscles and set me up for the day.

I got out of the shower, wrapping my naked frame in one of the towels and then twisting my hair up into the other towel, drying all of the water from my hair. I walked back to my room, slightly more awake than i was when i went to the bathroom. I stepped into my room, going into my walk-in closet and picking out my clothes.

I brought them out into my room and placed them on the bed, smiling giddily at them. Today will be a great day, but tomorrow will be the best.

The hours ticked by so slowly. I watched the clock throughout the whole day, I was so over school. As I made my way down the corridor to lunch, I saw Mr Ellings, speaking to a teacher whom I had for Maths. Miss Hutchinson. As I entered the cafeteria I noticed Brady and Tamara wave at me. I made my way over and sat myself down. Our conversations flowed casually. There was a big buzz about the school dance which was being promoted. Brady said it was the 'Meet and Greet' welcoming. He explained how it usually had a theme, and that this year it was 'Come as you go.' He continued, saying how they always through one second week back, greeting the new members of the school. At my old school we never had a meet and greet. I was excited, this was the first school function I would be attending, and with friends.

As I walked home that afternoon, i thought about the school dance. Who was I going to go with? I hadn't thought about that. I didn't have to go with anyone really. I just like the idea that I was going to go with someone. As I entered the front door, Nan greeted me.

'What would you like for dinner tonight?' She asked.

'Whats cooking?' I could smell something in the air.

'Roast pork and potatoes perhaps? With hot fudge for desert?' my favourite.

'Nan, you don't need to spoil us anymore. We're living with you.' I smiled, hugging her.

'I know I dont have to spoil you and Dan, but I'm a grandma. Thats what I do.' She smiled. 'now go upstairs and get cracking on the homework. Ill call Daniel and you when dinner is ready. Tell pop he needs to set the table tonight.' Gosh I loved nan.

As we ate our way through dinner, general pish-pash came up. Certain topics like school, the dance, homework, friends...All but one. Which I had to tell Nan and Pop about anyway. I cleared my throat.

'I have a detention tomorrow after school. So sorry if im tardy home.'

'what for?' pop spoke up.

'disrespecting a teacher, I'm sorry.'

'its ok! You stood up for what you believed in I'm guessing, and the bastard didn't like it. Good on you Corrine!' I loved grandpa.

As I headed for bed, they only thought that was in my head was tomorrow. And making Rhys Ellings suffer. As I got up the next morning, and dress, I felt as though this day would be a good one.

As I entered the school, I was greeted by a crowd of friends, which then broke away slowly as the bell went for class, leaving me with Taylor and Brady who I shared history with.

As the day drowned on, I felt as though butterflies were in my stomach. Finally the last bell rang. I dashed from the classroom, walking as quickly as i could down the hall, and out of the building, crossing over to the main one. I stepped inside and walked down the corridor, dodging students all over the place, who were fighting to get out. My leather high heeled boots were clicking off the tiled floor as i walked, making a loud noise as the hall cleared out.

I made it to his classroom, and leaned against the wall, waiting a few moments so i could gain my breath back. I hitched my bag up slightly and tightened the grip on my books before turning to the door and knocking it softly.

"Come in!" I called softly as I heard someone knock at the door. It opened and I looked up and watched as small thin figure topped with a head of bouncing blond curls entered the room. My breath caught slightly as I watched her turn around to face me after closing the door. My eyes dropped to the floor and floated up over her, taking in her appearance. She was wearing skin-tight black leather trousers, tucked into black leather high heeled boots and a black bomber jacket which I could not see under. Her hair was a shining mass of blond curls that I suddenly had the urge to run my fingers through.

I smoothed my hair back and then stood up.

"Hi" she muttered weakly. I took a deep breath and then swallowed loudly before clearing my throat and saying

"Please take a seat. I have written some things on the board. Sit down; copy what it says 150 times and then you may leave". She nodded and smiled softly, lighting up her whole face before she made her way to the seat she sat in during class. I watched as she placed her bag on the table next to her along with her books. She took out a few sheets of paper and a pen and started copying what was on the board. As she looked up, her eyes caught mine, and I couldn't look away. She cleared her throat which snapped me out of daze and I looked away, mentally slapping myself.

I sat down at my seat and crossed my legs over at the ankles, leaning forward on my chair to continue with the marking I was doing. I picked up my red pen and started correcting things, glancing up every now and then to see how she was getting on.

When I was marking a particularly important piece of work by a student in another senior class, I heard her sigh causing me to look up. She was rubbing her brow with the palm of her hand and blowing air out of her slightly pouted lips.

I licked my lower lip softly and then almost choked as I watched her unzip her bomber jacket, revealing a pink, black and white satin tartan corset top. It was strapless and dipped low, showing off a fairly ample amount of cleavage and hugged her every curve, well at least the ones I could see from here. Shit, I cannot be looking at her like this. She is my student for fuck sake. I cannot be doing this, one minute I was angry at her for disrespecting the rules of the classroom and the next I am lusting after her like some lovesick puppy.

I felt the slight tightening at my groin underneath the table. I put one hand under the table, trying to adjust the pants that were becoming increasingly too tight.

"Umm...Corrie…Corrine, what are you doing?" I asked nervousness evident in my voice.

She looked up abruptly as she placed her jacket over the back of her chair and said

"I was too warm, is that okay?" in a soft tone. I nodded and shook my head, trying to get rid of the obscene thoughts running through it.

"Mr Ellings!" a voice snapped and I looked up to see her staring at me. Her cheeks were slightly red and she looked slightly amused and slightly frustrated.

"What?" I asked.

"I've finished, I thought it was the polite thing to do and let you know rather than sneaking out when you were obviously in the middle of a very vivid daydream".

I pushed away from the desk slightly and stood up to my fully 6ft 1" height, towering over her small frame.

She stepped forward a little and sat down on the desk, at my side. I frowned but didn't say anything. She handed me 4 sheets of paper and i looked over it, counting mentally how many lines were written on it. I moved back to my chair, sitting down, getting comfortable as i read over it. I was sitting directly in front of her.

"There is only 148 here" I said in a matter-of-fact tone. She smiled and plucked the papers from my hands before looking around lost for a few moments. I looked up as she placed a foot on my chair, slightly between my two thighs.

"What the hell are you doing?" I snapped as she leaned forward towards me. She reached her hand out towards my chest and then grasped the pen that was in my pocket and brought it back.

She turned the top half of her body towards the table and leaned over it, allowing her already ample cleavage to hang out a little more, giving me more than an eyeful, and causing me to turn away for fear of waking up another boner anymore. She wrote down the two lines and then turned back to me, leaning towards me.

"You are only 17 years old, still a child. I am 23 years old, I'm an adult Corrine, and you need to learn to respect me". I snapped at her, leaning away from her.

"Respect is due where it is earned Sir" she said back.

"And what on earth were you thinking coming to school dressed like this?" I asked moving a hand up and down the length of her frame in mid air.

"What is wrong with it?"

"It is completely inappropriate Corrine. I have a right mind, to write you up for it".

"But you won't. You don't really want to. You are just trying to find another way to annoy me".

"I don't have time for games like these Corrine, so if you don't mind. You are on my papers". She looked down and then looked back up at me.

"Well, that's certainly one I've never been on before" she smirked. She leaned on one arm, lifting her hip and backside and motioning for me to move the papers. I reached my hand forward shakily. I pulled it back a few times before I pulled them out for underneath her.

"Why are you still here? I told you, that you could leave when you were finished writing those lines".

"Perhaps I like spending time here, with you. But you know, I can see you have a lot of marking to do so..." before she could leave, a loud crack of thunder erupted in the sky and the lights went out.

"Fuck!" She screamed,