Who knew school could be so fun...? (open for any male)

[FireFly12349]

(This is open for anyone who wants to jump in!)

Arya Forbes was a 16 year old Junior and Oswell High School. She was a tall, slender, blonde who kept to herself. The extent of her social life was playing volleyball, study group, and the occasional date with whomever asked her out. The number was normally low seeing as not so many knew of her.
It was the first day after winter break and their English teacher, Ms. Franko was fired for doing drugs on school grounds, so their new teacher was scheduled to begin today. Arya slipped into room 219 two minutes before the bell and settled into her corner seat in the back. The name "Mr. Fitz" was written in swooping handwriting on the board and the man's back was turned, so she couldn't see his face as he sifted through the text book, searching for a passage.
Arya slouched her chair, her subtle curves slighty eccentuated by the fitted top and skinny jeans she had chosen at random that morning, her long blonde hair braided into a golden plait. Students began to file in and the bell ran, causing Mr. Fitz to drop the book on his desk and turn and face the class. Arya felt her breath catch as she laid eyes on him...he was gorgeous. As he began his lesson on forshadowing, she kept staring at his soft, supple lips, the hint of stubble on his chin and jaw-line, shaggy hair...all barely professional, but just enough for school teaching.
She was so zoned out that she didn't hear him ask her a question. "Ms. Forbes?" he demanded, "Will you answer my question?"
"Um...what?" she stuttered.

 

[Zabrian]

Sighing he looked to her and repeated himself in his deep rich voice. “I asked. What is the point a Hamlet Ms. Forbes.” He then turned his back to the class most could see his ass his pants weren’t tight but they were tight enough. He flipped through the pages then turned around and looked at her again and tried to look her over without giving away what he was doing. She was a beautiful woman and his pants began to get a little tight so he sat down behind his desk.