Disclaimer: I own nothing. All original storyline, and characters belong to E.L. James.
I walk into my next period class with a huge smile on my face. It's hard to believe that Cavin and I just had sex in a school classroom, and if it wasn't for my post coital bliss I would have thought it was all made up in my own head.
"What are you so happy about?" His voice made me stop dead in my tracks, and a shiver went through my body as I forced myself to not turn and punch him as hard as I could.
"I'm sorry, but does it matter to you?" I say without looking at him. I was so distracted with Cavin, that I forgot I shared this class with Alex.
"Come on Phoebe don't be like that! We still have a month of school left, and we share almost all the same classes." He says.
I begin to walk away from him, and say, "Which means I will be spending the next month pretending you don't exist, and counting down the days until I don't have to see your face anymore."
He reaches out and grabs my arm. "Phoebe please can we just talk."
For the first time during our whole conversation I turn to look at him. "Take your hands off of me now." When he does I continue saying, "We have nothing to talk about ever. I thought I made that very clear. You and I are not friends, we aren't acquaintances, and we have no reason to speak to each other ever again. So like I said before, I will be spending the rest of the school year pretending as though you don't exist. From here on out you are nothing more to me than an annoying classmate."
I can see him literally flinch back at my words, and there is a part of me that feels a little bad, but what does he expect after what he did to me?
"You messed up Alex, and there is nothing you can do or say to make it better. I don't want anything to do with you anymore."
With that I make my way to my seat, and spend the rest of the class period ignoring him. It surprises me how much it still hurts me that he cheated, but I guess that's normal.
In the middle of the class period my phone buzzes in my pocket. I glance down at it, and see I have a message from Cavin. After making sure the teacher isn't looking I open it, and read what it says.
Though what happened this morning was amazing, and I wish we could repeat it every day. It was too dangerous to ever do again. It's too easy for someone to come by, and catch us. But it really was amazing, and I will never forget it.
My heart sinks a little, but I know he's right. I wouldn't want to do anything that could get us caught and into trouble.
I type back a response saying that I understand, and then shove my phone back into my pocket before my teacher can catch me texting.
Out of the corner of my eye I see Alex slip a piece of paper onto my desk. Unfortunately I can't change where I'm sitting, so I'm stuck right next to him.
Without looking at what he wrote to me I grab the piece of paper, crumple it up, and throw it into the waste basket that is right next to me. I hear him sigh, and I can only imagine him rolling his eyes.
I have to remember to talk to my teacher about letting me switch seats in the class. In fact I need to speak with all my teachers. There is no way I want to spend the remainder of my senior year being constantly badgered by my cheating ex-boyfriend.
"You all may work independently until the end of the class period." Our teacher says, and then looks my way. "Miss Grey will you please come up here."
I nod, and make my way up to the front of the classroom. "Is there something wrong Mr. Sherman?" I ask as innocently as possible.
"I couldn't help but notice earlier your note passing. Need I remind you of the rules?"
"I'm sorry Mr. Sherman. I actually wanted to speak with you about that. You see Alex and I had a bit of a falling out, and I feel as though he is going to continue to draw my attention away from the class if I continue to sit by him. Is there any way possible for me to be seated somewhere else, so that I'm able to focus on my schoolwork without him badgering me?"
"Well usually my policy is you can choose your own seats but that is where you will remain for the entirety of the term, but since you feel it will be a distraction to remain sitting by Mr. Harwell perhaps it would be more beneficial if you moved.
"The only desk available at this time is the one right here." He says pointing to a desk at the very front of the classroom. "Hopefully that will be sufficient."
"That would be more than enough Mr. Sherman thank you so very much."
"You're welcome Phoebe. I expect that you will no longer be distracted in my class."
"I shouldn't be. Thank you again." I say, and then make my way back to my old seat to gather my belongings, and move them to my new desk.
Thankfully Mr. Sherman is the only one who really has any type of issue with me sitting in a different seat. I explain my situation to the rest of my teachers, and they immediately allow me to move to a different spot.
At first it seems childish, but then I realize that I really do focus quite a bit better when I'm not constantly being bothered by someone.
When English finally rolls around I know I don't even have to talk to Cavin before switching. I just take one of the available desks at the front of the classroom. My heart sinks though when Alex doesn't immediately go to his normal spot, but takes the open desk right next to me.
"This is ridiculous Phoebe. You don't have to keep avoiding me like this!"
I don't have a chance to respond though, because at that time Cavin rises from his desk and makes his way over to where we're seated.
"Mr. Harwell, why are you out of your assigned seat during class time?" He asks, and I can see Alex begin to get defensive.
"Well I figured since little miss teacher's pet here can sit wherever she wants, it's only fair that the rest of us do too." Cavin glances at me briefly, and in that moment I can see that Alex is about to regret what he just said.
"Actually Mr. Harwell I already spoke with Miss. Grey, and she has made it very clear that she no longer wishes to be seated next to you during this class period. She explained to my why that was also, and I can't say that I blame her. Now if you do not remove yourself from that desk, I will have to ask you to remove yourself from my classroom, and to not return.
"Bullying will not be tolerated, at least not while I'm around, and I know that since you and Phoebe here are no longer on civil terms it is my assumption that you only took the seat beside her to harass her.
"Now I think you and I both know that you cannot afford to be kicked out of this class, so I suggest that you take your assigned seat, and no longer attempt to hassle Miss. Grey, or I will see that you are removed from my classroom."
It was the second verbal beating Alex had taken from Cavin in a matter of just two school days, and I was beginning to worry that Cavin's job would suffer from it, but I was confident that Alex's pride would keep him from saying anything, at least just yet.
Alex reluctantly grabbed all his supplies, and headed back to his original seat, with the rest of the class snickering.
"Thank you." I mouth to Cavin, because I know that not only was he protecting me as a student, but he was also making sure that Alex was no longer allowed to hurt me, and therefore protecting me as his girlfriend.
He nods back at me, and then begins his lecture for the day. It really is amazing how we are able to go from being an affectionate couple, to simply a student, and teacher without any problems.
Of course we both know what is really going on, but it's easy to pretend as though nothing is there. Perhaps because I know that there is too much at risk to even make anyone a little bit suspicious.
"Alright, what I would like you all to do now is to break off into groups of two, and do a peer review of each other's midterm stories. Rough drafts are due tomorrow, but I would like each of you to read at least one other student's story, and give them ideas on how to make it better." The class begins to break off into pairs, and just as I'm about to ask one of my friends if she wanted to take a look at my story, Cavin walks up to me.
"Miss Grey, you don't need to participate in this exercise. I have already given you my notes on your draft so far. Will you see me outside for a moment though?"
As the rest of the class childishly oohs and ahs at me potentially being in trouble I make my way out of the classroom behind Cavin.
"I hope I didn't embarrass you in there." He tells me in a low voice. "I just know that you no longer wished to sit by Alex."
"No you didn't embarrass me, I'm actually thankful that you said something. It saved me from getting suspended for saying what I was about to say before you stepped in."
Cavin laughs lightly, and then says, "Just let me know if you have any more issues with him. I will be glad to speak to the Dean for you."
"Thank you, I will remember that."
We make our way back into the classroom. Before we walk through the door though Cavin says, "You should probably check your phone to make sure it's off also. I'm pretty sure I heard it vibrate a little bit ago. You know the schools policy on cell phones."
I pull my phone out of my pocket, and check it. It says I have a new text from Cavin. Glancing at it quickly I read that he wants me to find a way to come over to his house after school today.
When I walk back into the classroom I give him a thumb up, and return to my seat.
The rest of the day passes quickly, and before I know it I'm seated in Cavin's living room watching some random sitcom while he grabs us some food.
"So how was your day dear?" He asks coming back into the room, his arms full of crackers, assorted cheeses, and some fruits.
I laugh at him. "It was awesome. My first period class was especially great."
"Why ever would that be?" He says with a gleam in his eyes.
"Oh you know I just got to have amazing sex with this really hot guy as he bent me over a desk." Just thinking about it now was enough to turn me on.
"Hmmm that does sound rather fun."
"Oh it was more than just fun, I assure you." I tell him with a wink.
"Perhaps you can give me a small demonstration as to what all happened. I'm having a very hard time picturing it." And that's all the encouragement I need.
I climb on top of him, and straddle his lap. He smiles up at me, and I can feel his growing erection beneath me.
"I think I can handle that." I say before bring my lips to his in a searing kiss.
His hands make their way to my backside, and he begins to kneed me as I'm grinding myself into him.
"Not that today wasn't fun, but I didn't get nearly as much of you as I would have liked." He murmurs against my lips.
"Well you have me now, what are you going to do with me?"
I see his smile briefly before his lips come crashing back onto mine, and abruptly he lifts me up off the couch, and begins to carry me down the hall. His lips don't leave mine for a second.
When we get to the bedroom he sets me gently on my feet, and begins to strip me of my clothing.
"Do you have any idea how hot you look today?" He asks. "It took everything in my power to keep you at arm's length."
"That's how I feel about you everyday Cavin." I tell him truthfully.
"Good to hear." He says as he pulls my shirt over my head.
I decide that I'm done letting him be in control, so I push his hands away from me, and quickly unbutton his shirt. My hands go to the waistband of his pants, as I begin to trail kisses down his neck, and over his torso.
Making quick work of his pants, I pull them down his legs, and his impressive erection springs free.
"What are you doing?" He asks incredulously, gazing down at me with wide eyes.
Instead of answering his question I simply take him in my mouth, circling my tongue around his tip. I hear a hiss escape his mouth, and it gives me the encouragement I need to take him deeper.
"Baby that feels so good." He whispers, and places his hand on the back of my head.
I continue to take him into my mouth over and over again, each time pushing a little farther, until finally he's hitting the back of my throat.
"I'm not going to be able to last much longer if you keep this up baby."
I don't pull away to answer him, but I do pick up my pace a little bit.
"Oh fuck!" He exclaims, and a few seconds later he lets himself go in my mouth. I can taste him at the back to my throat and I quickly swallow all he has to offer.
"My god Phoebe that was amazing." He says as I pull away from him with a pop.
"Mm, yes it was." I say licking my lips.
"I think it's time that I repay the favor." He says to me.
"Maybe we should hop in the shower. I am still a little dirty from this morning." I tell him.
"I think that sounds like a wonderful idea." He says, and I follow him into the bathroom where we continue on with what we started in the bedroom.
Never have I enjoyed a shower so much in my life.