There were rumors, that's how it all started.

The rumors were made by Cindy Brink, a snobby rich girl who "gets what she wants." She claims Mr. Payne is not all he seems and is a badass outside of school. Of course, everyone knows it's nonsense, but the reason it's so popular is because Mr. Payne is attractive, like "attractive" is an understatement. The dude is fucking gorgeous. And the fact that some of his students have started rumors about our English teacher doing illegal things is honestly the hottest thing.

After hearing the rumors, I was curious to see if for once if Cindy was right, that Mr. Payne is a total badass. I started sneaking into his room, checking his things, looking for something, anything, that would give his life away outside of school. I didn't know that just going a little beyond coming up with possible scenarios of Mr. Payne's personal and private lifestyle would begin a terrifying relationship between me and the young teacher.

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"Mr. Payne began teaching as soon as he finished his degree. His mother, Karen Payne, was one of the best teachers for twenty-four years in our school district until her retirement three years before Mr. Payne's teaching career began. He graduated from Mayford University with only a bachelor's degree at the age of twenty-five and immediately found work, mostly thanks to his mother for leaving a trail of glory for the Payne's, at South Leigh High School at the age of twenty-six and is currently teaching his second year--"

"Adri, shut up," I groaned to my best friend, unlocking my bike lock and walking it up to the curb, "You're, like, obsessed with Mr. Payne."

"Chloe, you've heard the rumors from the seniors. They had him last year! He's supposedly a badass!" she claimed loudly, waving her notebook around in the air.

"Yes, I know, but do you really think Wesley would be okay with the fact that his little sister is obsessing over her English teacher?" I asked her, leaning my bike against the tree.

"Who cares? Wes is too busy drooling over Cindy Brink to give a damn about anything else," she huffed, crossing her arms. Suddenly, we heard the sound of a skateboard over the crowd of teenagers trying to get home.

"Speak of the Devil," she muttered, glancing up to see her brother skating our way.

"Hey dorks," Wes greeted, ruffling up his sister's hair. "Hey, watch it, asswipe!" Adrianna shouted, reaching for her brother's hand threateningly. Wesley chuckled before smiling over at me. I blushed and looked down at my feet. Adrianna scowled, knowing about my crush on her older brother.

"Hey, Adri, you can ride my bike home. I have to stay after school for Ms. Bradbury," I told her, gesturing towards my dark blue bike leaning against the tree.

"How're you gonna' get home afterwards?" she asked, struggling to fix her hair.
"I'll call my mom. She's usually off work around four."
"Okay," Adrianna answered hesitantly, "Call me when you get finished."
"I promise," I told her, giving her a small smile before watching her hop on my bike and ride after her brother.

Afterwards, I turned around and headed back towards the school, wishing the time would go by faster.

Notes

Thank you for reading the prologue of Teacher's Pet. I hope to have the next chapter up soon. Let me know what you think in the comments below; your support is what motivates me. Thanks again!

-Avril.