***MISS RILEY’S POV***

After the night where I had been attacked by that man nothing had been the same. I had been on edge since and I couldn’t quite focus on anything, I was worried, I had no idea who, or what, he was. 

His glowing red eyes came into view, those sharp teeth, the way he was holding me tight off of the ground without any slight bit of struggle. I mean sure, I knew I wasn’t fat and heavy, but he was holding me a good half foot off of the ground with ease. 

And he wasn’t even built that strong. 

He wasn’t human, and even though I wasn’t a firm believer in mythological creatures, I knew I had never encountered something like that. 

Had he planned on killing me?

And the comment Kate had made Tuesday after class had ended, “Don’t stay out to late,” it was stuck in my head like glue. It was like she had known what happened, and that freaked me out even more. She had seemed genuinely worried, but was she one of them?

The bell rang suddenly, making me jump in my seat as third hour exited my class, reminding me I had detention this hour. 

But I doubted if Kate would bother showing up.

I mean, me threatening her never intimidated her, but she had seemed happy after class. I didn’t know if it was a charade to just get me angry but it didn’t… it had actually excited me. 

She was something else. 

Sure, she was immature and arrogant, but she was sexy, and lately something about her was attracting me. Maybe it was her pushiness, the way she wasn’t afraid of what people thought of her, and her confidence. 

That was always sexy on a woman. 

Getting involved with a student was dangerous, and I had no plans on doing so, but I didn’t know what Kate’s next move was. She was completely unpredictable, and that scared me because she had nothing to lose. 

I did. 

Then I heard a slight knock on my door, forcing me out of my seat and up to my door, opening it to a familiar blonde haired, hazel eye girl. She looked bored, but she had a sly smirk on her face, the one she constantly used on me, “I’m here for detention, Miss Riley.”

I rolled my eyes, letting her in as I closed the door. I hadn’t really planned what I was going to have her do but I was sure I could find her something to do other than to sit there and check me out. 

Even though I kind of liked it. 

She threw her booksack down on the floor and took her usual seat, but when I spotted the large boxes full of unimportant paper I had pulled out of my closet I let her know. “Don’t sit, I need you to help me haul these boxes to the recycling bin down the hall.”

She stood, looking uninterested, “Seriously? This is detention, not jail.”

I smiled slyly, “It’s my detention.”

I bent down to pick up the first box, realizing it was a lot heavier than I expected, and soon I was forced  to set it on top of a desk. I sighed, “Maybe not, they’re really heavy and I don’t want us to hurt-”

Kate then lifted a box  with no problem, as if it was a pillow in her arms. Now don’t get me wrong, I worked out and I had trouble lifting that box, and Kate was in shape as well, but she had lifted it so easily… 

Like the man I had encountered…

She smiled, “It’s not to heavy, I think I could make it down the hall.” She saw my uneasiness towards her and she made a face, “You ok?”

I nodded, feeling embarrassed that I had actually thought something was off about Kate. I mean she was an arrogant bitch sometimes, but she was a teenager that was freakishly strong. I grabbed the lighter box and followed her down the empty hallway, wondering how Kate was walking with that box without even panting a little. 

We dumped the boxes in silence, and I couldn’t help but think about her comment that had been stuck in my mind since she had said it to me. I wanted to ask her about it, but I was afraid she might think I actually cared that she cared…

But I did care. 

Then I figured what the hell, I was her teacher and I deserved answers, “Kate, remember what you told me before you left class the other day? About staying out late?”

I looked at her, and she didn’t budge, as if she was trying to cover up something, “Yes.”

It was a dry response, but I pressed forward, “What exactly did you mean by that?”

She looked at me, our eyes coming in contact this time, she shrugged, looking completely nonchalant, “Exactly that, I mean, have you not heard about all the murders around town?”

I nodded, feeling even more embarrassed for assuming she was connected to something like that. She was looking out for me, and it was actually kind of…

Sweet. 

Then I felt my knee give out as I rounded the corner and felt my body lunge forward. I nearly let out a scream but I felt gentle hands cradling my stomach, and I was hoisted back up on my feet. Kate looked timidly at me, “You ok?”

I nodded, swallowing a bit to hard for my liking, “Uh yea, thanks.”

Then she smirked, completely ruining the moment, “No problem, I’m used to pretty women falling into my arms.”

I rolled my eyes once again, this girl was to much. Did she not realize she was talking to a teacher? I knew I should discipline her for talking to me that way but, I didn’t know how. I had never dealt with a student like her.

“Why do you disrespect me like that Kate?”

She opened the door for me, seeming shocked, “Disrespect you? These are compliments. You should know I’m not easily impressed, but you, you impress the shit out of me Miss Riley.”

Ok, that didn’t make it any better. “I’m your teacher Kate, I’m not your friend.”

She held her chest, like I had actually dampened her ego, “I thought we were civil with each other Miss Riley.” She smiled, forcing me yet again to roll my eyes, “I’m sorry, you’re just my fantasy, except now it’s in real life, and I can’t get enough.”

This comment really got under my skin, forcing me to react with anger. I walked up to her, getting in her face and pointing my finger, “Look Kate, I’ve heard it all before, I’m nothing but a sex icon to you kids. It’s disrespectful and I fucking hate it.”

She was looking into my eyes, and I knew this language had hit home with her. She didn’t step back from me, she didn’t even blink, but she did have something to say, “I don’t want a sex icon Miss Riley, I want a woman.”

I laughed, stepping back and crossing my arms, “Yea, and acting like a immature little bitch won’t get you that Kate.”

This struck a chord in her, and I wondered if it was because she was so used to getting everything she wanted. I wasn’t letting her see that I was majorly turned on by her right now, the way she was looking at me with that smug look on her face. 

It made me want to do some rough things to her. 

She shifted her weight, crossing her arms and exposing her cleavage, “Fine, I’m sorry.”

I shifted my eyes away from her chest quickly, only seeing a slight smirk play on her lips. She was trying not to annoy me further, but I seemed like she knew what I as thinking. Like she knew I was thinking about kissing her right then in there just from this heated discussion. 

“You’re tough, why? Ex boyfriend? Ex girlfriend?” I flinched at the word ex girlfriend, and that gave her the answer she needed. She pressed on, “She hurt you?”

I clenched my jaw, “It’s really none of your business, Kate.”

She stepped forward then, bringing our faces closer, “I’m just trying to figure you out, just like you’re trying to figure me out. I’ve been hurt to, plenty of times, it’s why I don’t do relationships.”

I smirked, knowing this game she was playing, I had played it a couple of months after me and my ex girlfriend broke up. I nodded, “But you still do girls, I’m guessing.”

She smiled devilishly, “I do.”

I felt something in my stomach flutter, something I hadn’t felt in a long time. I stared at Kate, wondering why she was playing this game with her Calculus teacher. I had never been approached like this, from anyone, not just one of my students.

I bit my lip, trying to keep myself from giving into her, I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to give her the satisfactory, I didn’t want to risk the job, I didn’t want to shut her up. 

I pulled back, “It’s not attractive.”

She stepped closer, our lips were inches apart, “I beg to differ, the way your looking at me and eyeing my lips tells me otherwise.”

I internally cursed myself, she had read my eyes, and even though I hadn’t tried to hide the fact, I was still embarrassed she had caught me.

She was resting against my desk now, her hands propped behind her as she stared up at me. She was trying to seduce me, and it was working. I spoke forcefully, trying to make her think she had no effect on me, I was not letting her win this battle between us. “You think everyone wants you Kate, you’re so arrogant and annoying. I have never had a menace like you in my classroom before, and you’re lucky for having the parents you do because I would get you expelled so fast you wouldn’t even know what to do with yourself.”

Something in my rant had struck her, and I didn’t know if it was the part about me trashing her or mentioning her parents but I had seen pain. 

Then her hand was wrapped in my hair, forcefully pulling me into her on top of the desk. Our lips met instantly, and it felt as if fireworks had exploded in my stomach. I hadn’t realized I was kissing her back until I let out a muffled moan after she had quite forcefully bit my lip.

I didn’t feel like I was kissing an 18 year old, I felt like I was kissing someone so much more than that. It hadn’t even registered that I was making out with one of my female students. 

Then she pulled away, standing up and smiling sarcastically, “Thanks for the compliments Miss Riley, see you tomorrow,” then she was out the door.

Leaving me to dwell on the sadness I had in my gut, regretting instantly all of the nasty things I had said to her.