Chapter 4 Giving Him My Support

• (Zyair)
• I couldn't wait for class to be over with. Why? Because of jet, Harrington. I hated the way he was constantly staring at me, as if I was a piece of meat he wanted to devour. Somewhere deep down inside me, I actually like the idea. I shook my thoughts away as I continued to pass the test papers out. Once I got to his desk, I knew that his touch wasn't accidentally because he seemed to be playing with me. I couldn't stop myself from shivering as lust filled my entire body. My dick became too hard for me to even control. What the Fuck is wrong with me?
• I felt my feet wobbled a bit as I made my way towards my desk, I just had to sit down for a minute, then I'll be alright. I don't even know why I was suddenly craving his touch. Why was I thinking of him being my sub. He didn't seem to have a submissive bone in his body, though, he's more like the take charge kind of a guy.
• Who knows? Maybe that's just what he wanted people to view him as. I bet he would want me to control him…no he's my student. I shouldn't be thinking about my student like this, no matter how handsome he is. At the end of class, his friend started pulling him with him, and I would lie if I said I wasn't jealous.
• I could already feel my possessiveness towards him, I seriously didn't want anyone else to touch him. He's mine and only mine. What the hell is wrong with me?
• “ Maybe I didn't drink enough coffee.” I murmured as I gathered the test papers that were on my desk. One girl stayed back, I believe her name is Chrystal, saying she wanted to talk to me about something important. I gestured for her to go on, but it seemed as if she was nervous, so I'll let it go this time.
• “ I um I wanted to um know if you were um single by any chance?” Really? That's what she wanted to ask me?
• “ That's a really inappropriate question, ms.barlowe. I would appreciate it if you would stick to math questions only.” She blushed at my reply and nodded her head before leaving. I knew that there were going to be too many hormonal teenagers attending this school, I wonder if jet is like that.
• The day went by quicker than expected, and now it was time to go home. Drew didn't want to cook, so he asked me to bring home takeout, which I did. I stopped at a Chinese restaurant and ordered my favorite Sesame chicken and fried rice, and I got him sweet and sour chicken. I was well known in that restaurant because I'm a sucker for sesame chicken.
• I still had to talk to drew about wanting to work. It was my responsibility to take care of him, so why couldn't he see that? I know that he felt bad, but he should know by now that I would do anything for him. He's that fragile. Drew is a 5'7 blond hair, green eye man who could be with anyone he wanted because he wasn't ugly.
• His personality sucks though, he's always hiding away in his shell and wouldn't talk unless spoken to. Most of the time I would check up on him just to make sure he's in the house. See why I'm so protective of him?
• Soon after that, I drove up to my parking lot and spotted drew there waiting for me with a grin on his face. I wonder why he's so happy. I parked the car and got out, with his help, we carried everything inside with no problem. We headed to the kitchen and I set the bag on the counter, which he immediately started searching.
• “ What are you so happy about?” I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me. He stops and looks at me with wide eyes before jumping up and down. I forgot to say that he's a bit hyperactive too.
• “ I got a job, can you believe it? I'm going to start working tomorrow and for my salary I have a chance to make up to two thousand dollars a week.” I didn't like it, but seeing him so excited, all I could do was nod.
• “ What kind of job is it?” I asked, wanting to find out if it would be good or bad. That way, I can easily stop him from working.
• “ It's an inbound sales job. I'll be selling items for the company, such as jewelries, clothes, etc. the more sales I make, the easiest way for me to earn more. Plus it's right up my alley since I have a certificate in sales rep and all.” I sighed because I didn't know what else to say. It seems as if I have to let him do this even though I didn't like it.
• “ Ok, as long as this is something you can do, that's fine. I'll support you even though I don't like it.” He squeals, before crashing into me for a hug. I returned the hug, giving him as much comfort as I can.
• Letting go of me, he went back to searching the bag. Excited to see that I had gotten his favorite.
• “ How was your first day teaching?” Drew asked out of curiosity and I sighed. I really didn't want to be reminded of that.
• “ It went well, I suppose. I have plenty of papers to grade though, so as soon as I'm done eating, I'll jump right on it.” I wanted to tell him about Jet, but I would rather not exaggerate something that wasn't there. Not only that, but I wasn't sure what my feelings were towards him, so I'll have to wait until I figure it out before telling him.
• But how would I even do that? Letting him know that I was secretly crushing on my student? Hopefully, this will pass soon, and I can concentrate on teaching without being distracted by jet.