god how you fucking hated your teachers. —how you hated school in general .

it was all so boring, not one bit interesting, but that didnt stop you from doing work. usually, youd finish your work earlier then everyone else and youd go on your phone, but you were EXTRA bored that day so you decided to go on your phone.

which was against school rules.

after being on your phone for a good 5 minutes, mindlessly scrolling on tiktok and instagram, your annoying ass teacher demanded for your phone so they could take it away from you. —ofcourse you werent going to give it up so fucking easily.

“im not gonna give you my fucking phone?! i finished early so im on it to cure my boredom.” you snapped back.

the teacher scoffed, “if you dont hand it over ill have to call someone in to remove you from my leason.” the teacher demanded.

“as if id let anyones dirty fingers touch me?!” you retorted, scoffing afterwards. but then you thought outloud, “probably only simon.” you muttered to yourself.

the teacher sighed, “what was that?”

you realised what you said and your eyes widened, “no- nothing?—“ you reply but you get cut off by the NERD ASS who sat next to you.

“she said probably by her boyfriend sir! his names simon riley!” the nerd piped up.

you scoff in disbelief, bit mentally you were panicking, you knew how simon hated when you got yourself into trouble at school.

“ah, let me go get him then.” the teacher said with a smile, “keep on working, your doing great class.” the teacher said before leaving to actually get simon .

you scoffed and cross your arms in a huff, awaiting your boyfriends wrath as you stared out the window. —thinking abt how you were pissed at your teacher.

not even two minutes later, simon walked in by the teacher. his tall figure making him emit an intimidating aura. the teacher points to where you were sat, completely oblivious to simons precense.

that was until you felt him sling you over his shoulder. infront of the whole damn class.