Eric's Pov:

I walked through the doors and headed straight to class. I pasted a smile on and went through the motions but it was like the lights were on but no body was home. Before I knew it I was meeting up with John, Daniel and Kourtney and walking into second period.

Mr Becker was seated at his desk typing away at his computer as we made it to our seats. Kourtney sat down on my desk and swung her legs back and forth.

"Sooooo where the crap did you disappear to yesterday and what was up with the fight?" She asked looking at John and laughing at his bruised face.

He flipped her off and threw his arm around my shoulder. "We're in love and we couldn't fight the feelings anymore. That much passion had to come out some way and my boy here is into tha freaky shit. BDSM all the way, right sexy!" He cooed.

I pushed him off and Kourtney laughed. "Mhhhmm cause you boys aren't sluts that bang anything in a skirt." She retorted sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes. "Nahh that's all that pervert over there. I'm as pure as the snow." I batted my lashes and gave an innocent grin.

John snorted and shot a look at Samantha who was across the room. "Yeah cause you soo never hit that and then complained that she was sooooo loose you coulda walked threw that Va JJ! I personally think its cause your dick's ti-"

"Mr White please have a seat and refrain from talking about other boy's genitalia and Kourtney please sit somewhere other then on Mr Stevens' table top." Mr Becker called from a few seats away where he was helping some girl.

She smirked and dropped onto my lap. "Better sir?" She purred as she wrapped her arms around me.

I rolled my eyes and John wagged his brows.

"KT how bout you get even more comfy and drop it down on my lap. If you feel something going up don't worry it's just my elevator. You can ride it all the way to heaven baby. In fact I'm pretty sure you'll scream OH GOD when you cum... there." He busted out laughing but stopped short when Mr Becker slammed his hand down on my desk top.

"Kourtney in your desk now! And John not another inappropriate word out of you or I'll send you to the Dean and believe me, her punishments have gotten pretty creative this year."

I nodded in agreement. "For real dude you do not wanna screw up again so soon." I agreed

Mr Becker smirked and walked back to the front. His lesson started and I tuned out and discretely played angry birds on my phone to keep myself from staring at his nicely rounded yet seemingly firm bottom.

The bell rang and I got up to leave before I remembered that I had to stay. I dropped back down into my seat with an irritated sigh.

Kourtney kissed my forehead and giggled cause I pouted and John popped me on the head.

"See ya at lunch homo" he whispered.

I snorted. "Hypocrite! At least I'm not so far in the fucking closet I'm spouting homo rants five minutes after taking it up the ass." I hissed back.

He laughed and nodded. "True... well close...I'm a giver not a taker." He walked off laughing.

I leaned back in my seat as the freshies filed in. A girl walked up and stood by me blushing. Fml girls are so lame.

I quirked an eyebrow at her. "Can I help you?" I drawled arrogently.

She giggled. "You're Eric Stevens."

I rolled my eyes. "And?"

"You're like sooo much hotter up close." She giggled again and I did my trademark smirk.

"I know. Back to the original question. Can I help you?"

She blushed and nodded but said nothing.

"Well?" I snapped impatiently

"Eric up here." Mr Becker snapped. I grabbed my bag and strolled to the front. "Yeah?"

"The poor girl was trying to tell you that you were in her seat. Not trying to pick you up." He explained when I got to his desk.

I rolled my eyes. "Where the hell am I supposed to sit while I'm your bitch then?" I whispered.

He narrowed his eyes. "I realise that you kids think it's cute to use vulgar language every three seconds but when you're in my class you'll resist that impulse. Got it?"

His smooth low voice demanded and I felt the hair raise on the back of my neck as a quick flash of his voice commanding I do naughty naughty things to him, flared in my mind's eye. I mentally shook myself. Wake the hell up Eric!

I smirked. "Sure, sure when I'm in your class I wont say bitch, shit, fuck or yeah I wont say any naughty words while in your class. I got it Sir."

I'd already decided what I'd do to start him regretting his agreement to this teacher's aid crap.

He narrowed his eyes suspiciously and crossed his arms. "There's information packets that need to be handed out. After that I need copies made for that stack of papers and while you're down in the faculty lounge I'd like a cup of coffee. Three sugars, two creams and NO spit. Thanks." He drawled.

I rolled my eyes but got to work as he started class. He explained to all the freshman that I was his TA and would be here this semester and blah blah blah. I tuned him out but made the occasional eye roll at him.

I brought his coffee back and set it on his desk with a thump. He glanced up and grinned. "Thanks kid."

I rolled my eyes. "No problem old man. No sugar or cream and just a little luggy." I said nicely.

He looked at it dubiously then slid it towards me. "Try it so I know you didn't add rat poison or something."

I shrugged and took a sip then slid it back. I waited until he drank a mouthful. "Doesn't mean I didn't spit in it." I taunted wagging my eyebrows.

He glared at me for a second then smirked. "You didn't." He stated confidently and took another drink and smiled like he was savoring the taste.

I shrugged. "If you say so."

"I do. If you had, you'd have started babbling like the kids that ride the special little bus. You know the ones that eat glue and lick crayons and need to wear a helmet all the time." He mocked.

My mouth dropped open. "Did you seriously just call me a retard?" I asked shocked.

His smirk got bigger. "No I compared your nervous babbling to the special kids. You're the one that threw retard out there"

"Whatever, what do you want me to do now?" I demanded crossing my arms and trying to pretend I was annoyed at his jokes instead of totally enjoying it.

He pointed to his connecting office. "There's a stack of info packets that need to be filed in the filing cabinet. Shouldn't take too long, whatever name is on the packet is the name of the file it belongs in. When you're done with that you can pull a chair in here and sleep or whatever."

I went in and smirked. He wants me to do all his crap then I'm gonna do it my way and make sure its all messed up so he gives up and lets me have my free period back.

I stuck the packets in whatever folder was next in line and since the files were alphabetically arranged I went through and reorganized them into a nice randomly chaotic mess. I pushed the cabinet door in and dragged the chair out of his office and next to his desk so I could kick my legs up on the bottom and lean the chair back.

I got my phone out and flipped open my paused game and played it until the bell rang. I dropped the chair onto all fours and watched the freshies all scurry out.

The girl from the beginning of the class stopped and dropped a slip of paper on my lap and hurried out. I picked it up and rolled my eyes.

I scrunched it up and sent in sailing in the air and into the trashcan. Mr Becker sent me a questioning look.

"So much for your theory that she wasn't trying to hit on me." I grumbled and got up and took one step out of his class and turned around and smirked.

"Fuck, shit, damn, hell, bitch" I called to Mr Becker.

He walked over and gave me his glare. "What did I say about your language?" He grunted out with clear annoyance.

I grinned even wider and pointed down. "I'm not in your class and you said IN your class." I smarted giving him a triumphant smirk.

I turned around and walked off laughing as I heard him mumble something that sounded suspiciously like 'smart ass'.

The day flew by without anything entertaining. At lunch I sat with the 'ins' and gave everyone my new number because they were bitching about my old one not working.

I walked into my last class of the day which now is Dean Becker's bitch and sat down. She walked in and rolled her eyes.

"I don't need you for anything today but it seems Mr Becker's files got magically unorganized. Any idea how that happened since you were the last one in his office?"

I shrugged and gave her an innocent look. "Nope not a clue."

"Mhhmm anyway I've loaned you to him this period so scoot. I'm sure it'll take a while to fix it and don't forget about detention."

"Delilah I'm feeling a little used and unloved right now. Not to mention a little like a prostitute. I guess that makes you my pimp since you're passing me around. Not cool." I muttered sadly.

She just rolled her eyes and pointed to her door. "Get on with it and try to go easy on him. He's really not a bad guy and I bet if you gave all this a chance y'all could be friends."

I snorted. "Yeah and then we can like hang out on weekends and I can be his BFF and he can gush about all his girlfriends and drag me to family dinners." I snickered and crossed my arms. "Students and teachers cant be friends. It's unnatural and probably somehow illegal. Plus he's..... annoying" I finished lamely.

"Ehh he grows on you. Kinda like someone else I know. Annoying and aggravating but in the end a fairly good and sweet person. Now stop stalling and get a move on."

I walked out and over to his class and threw the door open and tossed my bag on his desk ignoring his growing smirk and my fellow seniors that were talking to me. Then stomped into his office and began undoing my awesome work from earlier.

I shut the cabinet door and looked at the clock. It took forty seven minutes to undo that shit and I'm not gonna lie, I'm butt hurt cause it was supposed to be him doing this shit. How the hell is my plan to screw everything up so bad that he kicks me out as his TA, gonna work if I'm the one that fixes all my screw ups!

I grabbed my bag off his desk and started walking out. He popped his head out into the hall and called out. "Thanks for the help kid."

And I'm pretty sure the jerk was laughing so I flipped him off and kept on to my locker.

The bell rang just as I reached it and threw my things in. Now off to clean the stupid white erase boards. Oh yeah this is gonna be fun.

After I finished I got my crap and headed home and even though it was only five I crashed out.