You Are The Only Exception {Teacher/Student Relationship}

You Are The Only Exception:Ch 6 {Teacher/Student Relationship}

"Hey your cheek looks better" Sam said.

"Oh... really?"

"Yeah it doesn't look like its gonna bruise but.... it might hurt like one."

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We walked into Physics and sat down.

"Alright class. It's time to turn in your assignment from yesterday."

Shit! My books in my mom's car with my assignment in it!

"Miss Martinez why don't you collect them for me." He said while smirking at me.

Jerk! Can't he see I'm having a crisis. Sigh. I stood up and collected all the papers and 

walked over to Mr. Thompson who was leaning on his desk. He extended his hand 

to get the papers from me but I placed them on his desk instead and walked  

away. I sat down and noticed he was staring at me and then smirked. He went to sit 

in his chair.

"Alright. I'll be grading these and you can have the rest of the class to yourselves."

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"Man your lucky you get to stay after school with him." Sam said while gesturing 

to Mr. Thompson and smiling.

"Oh yeah. Its a big joy." I said sarcastically.

The bell rang and everyone left and i stood up and headed for the equipment room.

"Michelle. Come here." Mr. Thompson said while still sitting in his chair.

'Did he just call me Michelle!?' I thought. 

I ignored him and kept walking toward the room.

I heard Mr. Thompson's chair roll and payed no mind to where he was in 

the room. I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket, I stood right in front of the  

equipment room and quickly checked my phone.

Mom: I'll be waiting at 5 for you- 3:15pm

I shoved my phone in my pocket and saw Mr. Thompson walking towards me. 

I opened the door and closed it quickly. I locked it and smiled. 'Now I don't 

have to see his face for the next oh....hour and 30 minutes left. Perfect' I  

thought while smiling at my plan. I head the door knob rattling and smiled.

"Michelle. Open the door."

"No. You know why?"

"No...... Why?"

"Because I have work to do" I said mocking how he sounded yesterday.

The door rattled again.

"Michel---"

"I'm not going to open the door." I said sternly and started to stack and  

place things in their proper place.

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I glanced at my watch to see it was 4:59pm. I was more than 2/3 of the way done. 

I unlocked the door, opened it, and walked out. I saw My. Thompson leaning  

back in his chair, feet up on his desk, and his hands behind his head. I walked to