Careless

The Monday after the weekend was a good day for Aliza. She strolled through the halls of the school with confidence. She wouldn't tell anyone she slept with a teacher, but she wanted them to notice some form of victory over her.

Yes, she felt good. Felt good because she had succeeded her hunt. Killing werewolves apparently wasn't the only hunt she was good at.

But as the day rolled by, that feeling started to disappear. The hunt had been fun, but now she had what she wanted. She just didn't know what to do with it now.

Thinking she would figure that out along the way, she set her mind to something else. She dialed the number on her phone, smiling at the memory of his work.

'How could I be at your service today, my sweet lady?'

'Stop flirting. This hunter/witch thing is not gonna happen,' she told him with a fond smile.

'I prefer warlock. And let a man dream,' he replied with his husky voice.

Aliza rolled her eyes. 'Whatever. Magnus I just called to tell you the potion worked. I bet against it, but it worked. Now I owe you one.'

He made some approving noises. 'And in what unfortunate event did you need to alter someone's memories?'

Aliza swallowed. She didn't know why, but it was really hard to lie to the guy. They had some complicated history, involving a battle that nearly ended in both their deaths, when they called it a truce and lived with each other.

'A guy I know saw a werewolf.'

'A guy you know, or a guy whose body you know, inch by inch?' Magnus teased.

Aliza rubbed her brows. 'Go to hell, idjit.'

Magnus chuckled. 'Been there, done that. You know I know you too well. I can hear you're trying to hold something back.'

'You watch your tone with me, witch. That I like you doesn't mean I can't put you down if you annoy me,' she threatened. She knew it was in vain, since she wasn't going back to New York to kick his ass. Plus, they were still pretty even matches, so they might end up at the same point as before.

'So you did sleep with the guy?' Magnus teased, ignoring her threat.

Aliza leaned back against the pillar. She was on the square on the college ground. A soft rain started to fall down. With a deep sigh, and through gritted teeth she replied: 'Yes.'

Magnus laughed out loud at the other side of the line.

'I hate you,' Aliza told him.

´No you love me. Nice job sweetie. We aren't so different, you know.'

'Say that again when I start carrying hex bags around.'

'Whatever you like to hear. I need to go. But I will definitely take you up on that one time. Let me know when you are around again. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!'

Then the call ended. Aliza smiled in herself for a moment. The thing she had with Magnus, was a true love/hate relationship. They never actually got in a relationship. They didn't even kiss. But there sure as hell was sexual tension between the two. Both liked to explore their limits with one-night-stands. It almost became a competition.

That stopped her in her track.

Was Jimmy a one-night-stand? A competition?

She bit her lip, already knowing the answer.

'Aliza, wait up!' Sarah yelled after her.

Aliza turned around. Sarah was half running, as well as she could on her heels. Some people in the hallway looked at her with judging eyes. What was it with this place and judging people?

'You need to read this. I wrote it last night. I suddenly had inspiration,' she proudly told her friend.

Aliza took the papers from her and started to read the first part. Her eyes scanned the words quickly but carefully.

'Damn Sarah, this is freakin' good!' she fondly told her friend.

Sarah waved the compliment away. 'Look, you need to do something for me. Johnny asked me to go out with him this afternoon.'

Aliza smiled. 'That's great!'

'Yeah it is,' she said a little dreamy. 'But look, I need to hand this in. My last version was crap.'

Aliza held her breath. She knew what she was going to ask.

'Would you bring this to Mr. Novak? He likes you so much, I bet he is willing to grade this one instead of the last version. Would you do that? I really need to go, Johnny is waiting.'

She clasped her hands together. Aliza stared at her for a moment. Then she shook herself from her thoughts. 'Sure,' she replied with a fake smile.

Sarah hugged her quickly. 'I love you. See you tonight!'

Aliza chuckled. 'Yeah, or not. Have fun.'

Sarah ran away. Aliza took another look at the paper. This deserved to be graded. She would put her shame aside to help her friend.

She could always keep it casual.

Aliza failed at keeping it casual.

She stood at the door to the classroom, shaking like a leaf. This was nothing for her. She was a fierce fighter. A hunter. And here she stood, nervous as hell.

What was she nervous about? About talking about their night? She had left the apartment before Jimmy woke up that morning. She hated sticking around, doing the romantic stuff.

She was mostly ashamed, she determined. Ashamed because she used him. She didn't love the guy, or wanted a relationship. It was just the thrill. And his good looks, because damn, he had good looks.

The class ended. The door opened to let the stream of students out. A couple of them said hi, asking her who she was waiting for. She shook the paper, telling them it was for Sarah. The woman of topic became their focus point, letting Aliza alone.

Then she had to walk in. Jimmy was sitting at his desk, looking at some papers.

'Mister Novak?' she said softly, while knocking on the door.

His head snapped up. His eyes displayed a moment of fear, before becoming soft. He gave her a warm smile.

'Aliza, come in. Please close the door,' he told her. He was calmer than her.

Aliza did as he told her and moved to his desk. He sat at the edge of the desk.

'What can I help you with?' he asked on a lower tone.

Aliza swallowed and held the paper up, surprising Jimmy. He took the paper from her.

'Sarah had an inspirational moment last night. She wanted to hand this version in instead of the other.'

He flipped through the pages, mildly interested in its content.

'And the reason you bring me this instead of her is…?'

Aliza looked away. 'She is busy.'

Jimmy looked up at her through his eyelashes. She tried very hard to keep her distance, but standing here with him in one room, made her want to do their activities all over again.

'I will take a look at it. You can tell her I appreciate her taking a second look, but next time she better comes herself,' Jimmy said, totally sounding like the teacher.

Then he dropped that act and became more familiar. He brushed his fingertips over her arm. A line of goose bumps followed his track.

'How are you?' he simply asked, his gaze on his hand.

She swallowed before answering. 'I'm fine.'

He looked up at her. His eyebrows scrunched together, and it looked adorable.

'Why did you leave? I could have made you breakfast,' he said with a little voice. He sounded hurt.

'I didn't want to give you the wrong impression,' she told him.

He raised an eyebrow, so she sighed and explained.

'Look, Mr. Novak-,' Jimmy interrupted her. 'Please drop that when we are alone. Just Jimmy.'

'Jimmy, I don't want you to think I want a…relationship. I like you, but I only feel sexually attracted to you.'

Jimmy chuckled. 'So, you're saying you wanted to find out whether you could screw the teacher?'

Aliza gaped like a fish. 'No, no! You're not just a teacher. You are…sweet. I really appreciated the concern you had for me at the bar.' She sighed and closed her eyes. 'It's really not you. I am just not that kind of girl.'

Jimmy pushed himself back to his feet. He stood inches away from her. His face hung in front of hers.

'You are more the kind of girl that likes to be naughty,' he whispered in her ear.

A moan escaped her mouth. She gasped at her own sound. She felt Jimmy's face crinkle with lines of laughter. He ran the hand that didn't rest on her arm go around her to run across her spine. She arched her body into his at the touch.

'Jimmy,' she breathed.

She wanted to tell him to stop. Well, didn't want, but needed to. She didn't want to hurt him.

Then his hand arrived at her bottom, cupping her. She bit her lip before she could moan again.

She needed to stop.

Jimmy moved his face back in front of hers, and started kissing her neck, her ear, her cheek.

To hell with caring. She would stop caring.

She grabbed his face in her hands. 'Come here you,' she grunted in irritation. Then she crashed her lips against his. Jimmy stopped going slow from that moment on. He moved his hands through her hair, across her back. Aliza tugged with one hand on his short hair, ruffling it the best she could. Jimmy would let out some moans during their heated kiss.

Then she felt his hand slip in her pants. The pants gave him enough space to cup her from the front. He pushed two fingers in her already wet pussy. She moaned in his mouth at the feeling.

'Gosh Jimmy. We're still in a classroom,' she managed to remember.

Jimmy smiled down at her. He retrieved his hand, which made her feel untouched.

'Yes we are. I'm the teacher, and you just did a really bad thing. You should be punished.'

Aliza's eyes grew. Instead of worrying, it only turned him on. But that was a quick thought, because it did the same to her.

Jimmy pushed her to his desk, bending her over. Aliza's palms hit the hard desk. She shoved some papers out of the way before she would slip on them. Before she could say a thing, her pants and knickers were at her ankles. She gasped at the cold air brushing her private parts. Jimmy zipped his pants open and let those drop to the ground too.

Aliza had done some dirty things in her life. Once she had sex in a car. Another time she had asked the roommate of the guy she was banging to join them. She liked to flirt and dress scarcely from time to time. But being fucked from behind, by a teacher, in a classroom…that was a new level.

Jimmy pushed her legs further apart and arched her back. She felt vulnerable this way. But it was also very hot. Then she felt him entering her from that weird angle. She wanted to cry out, but muffled her sounds by biting her lip. Jimmy entered her fully, reminding her how long his cock was. A single tear of pain left her eye, but that was it. Then it was pleasure and the enormous thrill she felt.

'Quicker,' she groaned.

Jimmy took her hips in a strong grip. Then he did as she said, moving quicker, totally in and out. Aliza let some soft moans escape her mouth, careful not to be too loud. Jimmy started to breath harder behind her. He found himself in a rhythm, so he could bend further over her. He moved his mouth to her neck.

'You were right. You are not the nice girl, wanting a relationship. You are the naughty one, wanting to be punished for her behavior. Right?' He said on a low tone.

Aliza found herself terribly turned on by his voice and words. 'Yes,' she replied.

Then he smacked her bottom. Aliza couldn't help the moan escaping her. Then he hit again. He spanked her hard. Aliza's eyes rolled back in their sockets. She didn't even know it was such a turn on for her. When her bottom started to get red, Jimmy moved his hands under her shirt, tugging her bra loose. He cupped her breasts, massaging them on the rhythm of his thrusts in her.

One of the students realized he had left his notebook in the classroom. He opened the door, and when he could see through it, he shut it just as quickly. His eyes were still wide open. Had he really just seen that? The sweet Aliza being taken from the back by Mister Novak? The loud moan from the classroom indicated it was real. He swallowed. He needed to report this. How could he not? Maybe Aliza didn't even want it. Maybe he raped her.

He needed to report this.

Aliza couldn't help the loud moan when she reached her climax. Jimmy enjoyed her sound so much she felt him come too. They took a moment to catch their breaths before he moved out of her, retrieving his pants. She hoisted her pants up too.

'Damn that was hot,' she said with a chuckle. Jimmy laughed too. Then he cupped her face with his hands.

'You're hot,' he replied with that low tone. Then he kissed her quickly on her lips.

Aliza straightened her clothes and hair before walking to the door.

'Don't you forget to grade Sarah's work,' she lectured.

She heard a soft chuckle when she closed the door behind her.

Aliza didn't know whether to be mad or proud at herself. She contemplated what was important, what she would do from now on and how to behave, as she sat on her bed, legs crossed. She held a notebook, trying to write down some ideas. But the thing lied forgotten in her lap for over an hour now.

On the one hand, she was mad at herself. She walked through that classroom door with no intention to go further with Jimmy. He was a good man, even a Christian, she had figured out. She was only a slutty student that gave him some entertainment. Or, was he her slutty teacher? They used each other equally selfishly, she decided in the end.

On the other hand: why was it so bad? Sure, he had sinned in the face of God. But she didn't care about someone else's judgement. She never had, and never did. It might be a sin, but it's not illegal or dangerous or anything. Only dangerous if a monster she would hunt would find out she had a weak spot. But that wouldn't be a problem, if they kept their 'interaction' a secret from the world, anyway.

The next day she still hadn't really decided how she felt about the whole thing. Mindless she walked to her first class. She walked through the door, and her senses were back in the here and now.

Something odd was going on. Most stopped talking as she walked in. Others continued on low tones. One girl in the back even laughed out loud.

So this is what it must feel like to be bullied. However, Aliza wasn't one to let people walk over her.

'What, do I have a "kick me" note on by back or something?' she snapped at the judging people.

They gave little attention to her words, but at least the staring stopped partly. She sat down next to Sarah. Sarah looked uneasy. She shifted in her seat and tapped her pen against the desk.

'What the hell is going on?' Aliza asked Sarah, quite irritated by now. She pushed her hair back behind her ear.

Sarah looked at her from the corner of her eyes, almost afraid to see her. Or…been seen with her?

She was about to answer, when a stern voice caught Aliza's attention.

'Aliza Collins,' the head-mistress of the college called out, 'please come with me.'

Aliza looked at the woman. Normally she would have a kind settlement over herself. Now she looked like the teacher from the movie Matilda.

Aliza grabbed her bag and followed the woman. She didn't speak on their way to her office. Once there, they both sat down. For once, Aliza did feel nervous about others their opinion.

'Aliza,' she started, clearly not happy she had to do this, 'you are a good student. I hear only positive things about you from the teachers. You have had some warnings last year though. I don't think I need to point those out again.'

Aliza thought back. She had a warning for going in an over-the-top discussion with a teacher. She had become so angry that she had thrown a chair at the man. She was right though. She simply couldn't stand injustice.

The other warnings had mostly been for teachers who visited the fighting bar one day. They would all be startled to see her, get mad, and tell the head-mistress. She did by far know about the fighting, but couldn't do something about it, since it was outside of school time. Aliza never understood why those teachers were so set on punishing her for her hobby. Or lifestyle really.

She simply nodded for her to go on.

'But this is a whole new level for you. Now, I need to ask you this first, before I judge you,' she said uneasily. Aliza swallowed thickly. She bend over her desk to stare Aliza straight in the eyes.

'Did Mr. Novak force you to do sexual actions with him?'

Aliza was taken aback. She just stared at her with big, round eyes.

How?

How did they find out?

God, the classroom thing was a bad idea!

But she had to be honest. Maybe she could safe him from being fired.

'No.'

The woman raised one eyebrow. 'No?'

Aliza answered without blinking. 'No, he did not force me. It was a mutual action.'

She stared a little longer at Aliza, weighting her words for the truth. Then she sighed and leaned back in her chair. She took off her glasses and stared out the window.

'Aliza, this is official your last warning. You should be aware that this goes way beyond our rules. It is that you-,'

'Is it?' Aliza asked.

She turned her attention back to Aliza. 'Sorry?'

'Is it beyond the rules? Are these written down? And what if I told you it was love? Would you forbid love? My love and sex life is none of your concern-,'

'Enough!' she yelled to interrupt the twenty-two year old girl.

'I've had enough of you! You should be happy you aren't kicked from this school! This is your final warning! One more mistake, no matter how small, and you're out. Do you understand?'

Aliza was tired of the conversation anyway. It was the same as the teacher she threw a chair at: when someone with authority over her was wrong, they got angry with her. Like they had any right to. She had hoped that would be over after high school, but it still seemed to follow her. Maybe she better got kicked out. She could always do the hunter life, although she made a promise she would get a real job, and hunt.

'Yes,' she replied without emotion.

'Then get out,' the woman told her.

Aliza was already at the door, but she had to ask one last thing. 'What happens to Jimmy?'

She sighed at her familiarity with the teacher. 'Mr. Novak will be fired on the spot.'

Aliza left the room.

Aliza had been careless. And that had cost her everything.

Her reputation was ruined. Most seemed disgusted by her as she walked by. No one greeted her, or invited her to a party anymore.

Her friendships were dead too. It wasn't like Sarah was a friend for life, but Aliza had liked her simple comments and complaints. She made her feel like she was a normal girl, from time to time. But as Sarah spotted her walking down the hall, she turned and fled.

The teachers that had respect for her once, could only shake their heads at her.

She had ruined her own life. No blame on Jimmy. If it wasn't for her flirting, Jimmy would never have indulged in sex with her.

This life wasn't a life anymore. She had to finish the year: she was so close to getting a degree. Five more months and she could leave and never see any of these people again. And that was the goal she set in her head. The thing she reminded to herself, every time someone would look disgusted at her. She reminded herself of it when Sarah asked to get another room, leaving Aliza alone. She reminded herself when her social life was so broken, there was literally no one left to talk to her. She had no family left she talked with. There was literally no one.

The only good things coming from that, were the beautiful stories she could write, and the privacy for her hunting trips.

She hadn't spoken with Jimmy. He had left town two days after they were discovered. She didn't want to talk to him. She felt sorry, but it was as much his mistake as hers. He seemed to see it the same way, since he never showed up to talk to her.

And that was the last time she would so carelessly give in to lust.

End of part two!

Well, is it interesting already? ;)

The warlock she talks with, Magnus, is based of the character from the Mortal Instruments, might any of you read those books and be like: waaaait...

So, this story basically turns 360 degrees in each part. But do not worry, the Winchesters will be back soon!

Thanks for my reviewers! You guys rock!

p.s. I updated the first chapters with the lines in between. So I hope they are easier to follow now. If you read it with the lines: you didn't see anything.