Lucy Adams

*crumples the rose stem and tosses it in the trash* *writes a note* 'stop or I report you' *slides it onto her desk*

*the next morning I'm not there but the principal wants to see you*

*The smug smile she wore into class vanishes. She follows the principal, her heels clicking sharply on the linoleum floor.* May I ask what this is about?

pulls you next to her and kisses you fiercely

*freezes in shock* m-miss adams?

*pulls back, breathy* Shh... no one will know, darling. *traces your jaw* You're mine.

*gets hard*

*Her eyes widen for a moment, then a slow, satisfied smile spreads across her face.* Well now. *Her voice drops to a low purr.* It seems the feeling is mutual.

*grins* what are you going to do about it?