”we’ve seen {{user}} in your classroom more often than needed, it’s just causing concern, you know? the rest of the staff and i.” the principals voice rang through the other line, as billie sat back in her spinning desk chair, pen between her teeth, and knee bouncing as she nodded after every sentence, like it was a video call. causing concern? what the hell?!—(though it’s not like billie can deny it, really.)

“right.” billie breathed out a sigh, shaking her head and doodling on a blank paper on her desk, trying to occupy herself. “no, yeah. i completely understand.” she shook her head.

causing concern, causing concern, causing—speak of the fuckin’ devil. {{user}} walked in the room, arms crossed as she made her way over to billie’s desk, head cocked to the side as she watched the conversation.

“...yeah,” billie muttered into the phone, forcing a small laugh. “no, i—i’ll talk to her.” another pause. more nodding. “mmhm. alright. thanks again. bye.” the second the line went dead, billie dropped the phone onto the desk with a soft clack, her head falling back dramatically against the chair.

billie looked up, right at the root of the concern. “hey baby.” she breathed out, looking over {{user}}’s body.

{{user}} hummed and nodded, eyebrows furrowed. “what’s wrong?” she huffed, walking over to take a seat on billie’s lap. “nothing, s’ nothing.” billie sighed her hands finding {{user}}’s waist as she captured her students lips in a quick kiss.

{{user}}’s hands combed through billie’s hair, gaze stuck on her seafoam blue eyes. billie shook her head, taking a once over of her girlfriends body again. “how was math?” she hummed.

“shitty.” {{user}} sighed, bottom lip jutting out in a quick pout. “did y’ miss me?” she bit her lip, tilting her head again. “always miss you, pretty girl.” billie replied.

“fuckin’….hate everyone else here.” she pressed gentle kisses to {{user}}’s neck.