with your name on it

When Michael walked into the teacher’s lounge that morning, he breathed out quietly, running a hand through his hair, wondering how his first day as an English teacher would go. He was confident he could handle the students - what he wasn’t confident in, however, was impacting the students, giving them a passion for English, or making sure he got through to them. Seeing a few other teachers that he didn’t know, he greeted them with a smile, introducing himself, but otherwise left them to talk amongst themselves, because he knew even adults were picky about who they talked to. Shrugging the thought aside, he moved to get himself a cup of coffee, though he looked over when the door opened, seeing Calum walk in. Grinning, he waved. “Hey, mate,” he greeted when Calum made his way over, “Ready for our first day?”

Calum ran a hand through his hair, grinning in response to his friend when he made his way over. “As ready as I’ll ever be, I think,” he commented with a shrug, peering around a bit as he nodded in acknowledgment to a few of the other teachers in the lounge. He knew he and Michael weren’t the only new teachers - two of their friends, Luke and Ashton, would be starting their first day today as well. Admittedly, he was looking forward to how the day would go overall, barely putting any thought into how many things could go wrong, because he didn’t want to get his nerves to rise too high. As the new Gym teacher, he figured he’d have it easier than some of the rest of the teachers, at the very least. “Are you, though?” he asked, settling his gaze back on Michael, laughing at the face his friend made.

River grinned to her friends as she closed her locker, decorated in the school colors, her cheerleading pom poms waiting inside for practice later that day. “Alright, is anybody else feeling up for coffee?” she asked with curiosity, arching a brow. It was their last year of school and pretty much all of the teachers knew them well enough by now that they wouldn’t bother them if they walked into the teacher’s lounge to get some of the coffee that was waiting and ready for the teachers. And, really, with it being the first day of their last year, there wasn’t a better way to start it out than with coffee with their favorite flavors. Adjusting her backpack on her shoulder, she turned to head to the teacher’s lounge anyways, figuring her friends would either follow or call out their requests.

Amara had been leaning against her own locker while she waited on her friends, their lockers all lined up together, because they’d convinced other students to trade with them every year, and this year was no different. Hearing River’s suggestion, she grinned before she looked to Ruby and Sasha. “I’m kind of feeling caramel,” she hummed out easily, pushing off her locker to follow River quickly. “Maybe they’ll still have doughnuts left over, if we get there early enough.” She hummed happily with the thought because, if there was one thing Amara enjoyed, it was sugar. “Can you guys believe it’s our last year, then we’ll be free? I think we should travel a bit.” She grinned with the thought, because, admittedly, once she was out of high school, she wanted to discover herself.

Luke had been wanting this his whole life, and now that the day had finally arrived, he was apprehensive. He'd worked too damn hard to let go now, and he wanted to share his passion for History, for learning, for appreciating how far society had come under political and industrial struggles. Everything in the past had paved way for the future they were experiencing, and Luke found it incredible, and he really wanted to show students that everything was deliberate. Smiling with the thought, Luke wondered if he'd come off as one of those dorky teachers, or if he could convince his students that he was actually kinda cool. Shaking his head, Luke walked into the teacher's lounge, exhaling in relief when he saw Michael and Calum. Not wanting to appear rude, Luke waved at the older, more experienced teachers, before approaching Michael and Calum with a grin. "Oi, oi." He nodded. "How are we feeling?"

Ashton walked to the teacher's lounge with his head held high, wearing the biggest grin he'd ever wore. He'd been looking forward to this all Summer, and now, the day was here. He hitched his satchel further up his shoulder as he entered the lounge. "Hiya," he greeted the other teachers, his art supplies heavy in his bag. He hadn't bothered to unpack in class, hoping to sketch a little bit before class, but as soon as he caught sight of his three best friends, that idea was instantly out of the window. "Lighten up, you three." He smirked as he approached Calum, Michael and Luke. In Ashton's own opinion, he was the luckiest out of the four of them, because he was the new Art teacher. Ashton had always had a fascination with art, and he believed that it was a fascination everyone should feel, and he was excited to influence his students. "It's not that bad."

Ruby closed her locker with a grin as she picked up her gym bag, throwing it over her shoulder carelessly. "Count me in for that coffee," Ruby grinned as she caught up to her friends. It was the first day of senior year, and Ruby was feeling positive. She was the best athlete in the school - when she put in effort - and she felt like a caffeine kick was exactly what she needed for first period gym. "You know, caramel does sound pretty good." Ruby smirked, looking over to Amara. "Good suggestion, doll face." She made a kissy face at Amara, turning the corner to the teacher's lounge, which was on the quietest corridor in the school. Pushing the door open, Ruby offered a smirk to the usual teahcers, saluting. "Morning, crew."

Sasha pulled a face with the mention of caramel. "You two are demons for even liking that stuff," Sasha stuck her tongue out in disgust, but quickly shut her locker and picked up her bag so she could catch up to her friends, wrapping an arm around River's shoulders. "You know that white chocolate is superior." She argued with a cheeky grin, but laughed with Amara's words. "God, Amara, how the hell are you not diabetic?" Sasha teased, shaking her head, but perked up once more with the mention of travelling. "Yeah? We could rent a cheap old Volkswagen, take our show on the road, who's in?" Sasha smiled.

Michael looked up when Luke and Ashton joined them, but he grinned, seeing that the pair had shown up. “And here I thought at least one of you would be late for your first day of teaching,” he joked lightly, mostly trying to ease his own mind. “Just looking forward to the day, Luke.” His grin broadened, despite his slight nerves still weaving themselves through his thoughts. “You think you’ll survive?” But, hearing Ashton, he chewed on his lip, wondering if they were really that obvious - would the students notice? Would it cause problems? But, he tried to remind himself that Ashton was one of their best friends, he knew them as well as they knew themselves, so maybe it wasn’t that obvious at all. “No clue what you’re talking about, Ash,” he tried, offering a small grin, trying to assure himself, and he arched a brow. “I’ve never felt lighter.” And, while that wasn’t the entire truth, at least he was excited for the fact that he was facing the first day of his dream job - what could be better than that?

Calum chuckled quietly as he listened to his friends talking, shaking his head slightly. “I mean, I’m nervous,” he admitted, but he offered a small grin, “But, I’m hopeful, too. At least I’m a Gym teacher, I don’t have to do all that paperwork and stuff that Mikey and Luke have to do.” He nudged Ashton because his friend was pretty much in the same boat in that case. “Try not to be hard asses, guys.” Grinning still, more jokingly this time, he could feel his heart easing a bit, knowing that his best friends were there, too, in pretty much the exact same situation as him - the only difference was the fact that they were all teaching different classes. And, really, he was looking forward to actually dealing with the Gym class, eager to meet the students, eager to encourage them, even if the first day was still giving him the first day jitters that he’d had back when he was a student himself. For a moment, he wondered if that was what other teachers felt or even if the feeling would go away over the years, but he was distracted from his thoughts when he heard a girl’s voice and, blinking, he looked over, pausing with surprise. She was gorgeous, in a way that really shouldn’t be possible, but, just by looking at her, he knew she must be a student, so he tried not to think about that. Clearing his throat, he offered a weak smile as he made his way over. “Hi, sorry, but this is the teacher’s lounge, I don’t think students are allowed in here,” he said gently, trying to be as polite as possible.

River laughed as she listened to the others talk, leaning into Sasha’s hold once Sasha’s arm was around her. “I think white chocolate with caramel is pretty delicious,” she chimed easily, amused with the bickering amongst her friends, though she peered around at Sasha when she heard her and Amara talking about traveling. “Oh, I’m definitely in. We could make a list of all the places we each wanna visit, knock out as many as we can.” A grin formed on her features because she would honestly take any chance she could to get out of her home and away from it - the environment itself was toxic and she always felt more at ease around her friends, anyways. Looking over when they entered the lounge, she offered a grin to the teachers she knew, none of the usual teachers piping up at all about their presence in the lounge. Hearing a new voice, though, she rolled her eyes and, instead of responding, she moved to the coffee pot to get herself a cup of coffee. “So, that’s two caramels, one white chocolate, and one the best of both worlds?” she joked to her friends, grinning at them.

Amara grinned with Ruby’s words, humming happily. “Caramel is the best,” she hummed out happily, blowing a kiss to Ruby in return as she followed the others happily, though she made a joking face at Sasha. “White chocolate is good and all, but it can’t even compete, don’t bother,” she teased with a laugh, though she shrugged. “I keep a mostly healthy lifestyle! Besides the sugar.” And grinning, she picked up her pace to keep up with her friends once they were all in the lounge. Humming, she rocked back and forth on her feet for a moment, peering around at the teachers that she knew but she began wandering around to find the box of doughnuts. Seeing it on a table, wide open, she breathed out in happiness and relief when she saw there was still one left. “Yes,” she chimed happily, grinning, “Just in time.” Quickly, she moved over to reach for it.

Luke laughed with Michael's words, shaking his head. "I was nearly late, if that counts for something." He rolled his eyes playfully to Ashton. "I'm surprised that Ashton didn't show up in sweatpants." He teased, trying to keep himself as collected as he could, but he couldn't deny that the first day of any situation like this was always the worst, and it was bound to get easier in time - it had to. Seeing the door open, Luke lifted his gaze, pausing when four girls walked in - and Luke studied the bunch, assuming they were students. When one moved to the coffee pot, however, Luke followed her movement, finding the girl to be absolutely gorgeous, and although Luke felt ashamed for his attraction towards her, he couldn't move his gaze away. "Should you be in here?" Luke asked, his voice gentle, calm, polite as he made his way over to the coffee pot, mentally stopping himself for asking for a caramel coffee. He was confused though, to why no other teachers were objecting to the students.

Ashton nudged Calum back with a grin. "We chose the easy jobs, mate." Ashton said happily, shooting Luke a glance with his sweatpants remark. "Oi!" He debated, pouting slightly, but still grinning. He saw the body language of the other three, and decided that he was the least nervous of the four, and decided that teasing his friends would make him cruel. Still, Ashton groaned. "I did come a little unprepared, I haven't eaten." He saw the students come in, hearing Calum and Luke's words, Ashton decided he'd step in when he needed to, but seeing a beautiful young woman reach for the last doughnut, Ashton laughed. "Oi, cheeky! That's mine, I'm a teacher, you're not, I have the right to it." He grinned. "Now run along." He grabbed the box for himself, smirking.

Ruby paused as a man, a new teacher, approached her, and she smirked at him, unable to stop herself from studying the stranger. Tall, dark, and incredibly handsome. Biting her lip and moving past him, Ruby rolled her eyes at him as she sat on the counter beside the coffee pot, grabbing four cups for River. "Do you see anyone else objecting, sugar?" She asked Calum, her voice dripping with attitude. Focusing her attention back to River, Amara and Sasha, Ruby grinned. "Count me in on that shitty little Volkswagen. Anywhere is better than here." Ruby spoke, giving River an encouraging smile with her words. "God, I'm so excited for my caffeine. I have to run all morning and I'm not excited." She pouted, running a hand through her hair as she swung her legs. "Mate, you don't wanna argue with her over that doughnut."

Sasha laughed with Amara's words about a healthy lifestyle as she shut the door to the staff room behind them with her hip. "That's such a damn lie! You eat so much sugar, I worry about you." Sasha teased, rolling her eyes as Amara sought out the doughnuts. "My point? You've proven it." She teased, her eyes falling on the new teachers, but not taking further notice, apart from the attractive, blonde one, but even then, she didn't give him a second glance, either. Sitting on the free armchair and kicking her legs up on the coffee table, Sasha watched the scene in front of her unfold as the teacher grabbed the box of doughnuts. "Oh shit, he went there."

River grinned to her friends as she worked on the coffee, barely acknowledging the teacher who’d come over to speak at first, reaching to take one of the cups from Ruby while she worked on the white chocolate coffee first. “Your coffee will be ready before you know it,” she promised Ruby with a grin. Processing the teacher’s words, she peered over at him, arching a brow when she realized he was actually really attractive, definitely a heartthrob, but she smirked nonetheless. “Listen here, teach, you might be new, but maybe you shouldn’t put your nose where it doesn’t belong,” she chimed easily in response, settling her gaze on the coffee as she mixed the flavor in before she grabbed two more cups to work on Ruby and Amara’s caramel. “Besides, you couldn’t make us get out of here, even if you wanted to.” Fixing the caramel coffees, she handed Ruby’s to her before she did her own coffee. “In the meantime, though, you might wanna talk some sense into your friend over there. He’s gonna end up losing something he might want to keep if he tries to keep sugar away from that one.” She motioned to Ashton and Amara, arching a brow before taking a sip of her own coffee and moving away to give Sasha her coffee, keeping a hold on Amara’s while Amara was busy.

Calum couldn’t help but to laugh with hearing his friends, though he grinned at Ashton. “That’s because we’re the smart ones,” he joked lightly, though he grinned with the bickering between his friends. His mind was easily sidetracked, though, as he focused on the beauty, chewing on his lip when he heard her words, not sure how to take it. “Well, then, any chance you can tell me why nobody else is objecting?” he asked, arching a brow, because he didn’t understand why students would be allowed in the teacher’s lounge at all, no matter how beautiful one was. Wouldn’t it serve to cause trouble? He made a face with the thought, but watched her, eventually following her movement, not wanting to move to far away from her, even with the way she was behaving, something about her being truly interesting to him, but he tried to remain as professional as possible, hyper aware of the other teachers in the lounge. He ran over her words, though, his brows furrowing when she mentioned running all morning, and he watched her, listening intently. “You know, caffeine’s not actually a great thing to have before running,” he mentioned after a moment, trying to be helpful with his advice - he was a Gym teacher, after all, so it seemed like the right thing to do, and hopefully nobody would think too much of it. “It’s actually better to have protein before a run.” He smiled slightly, hoping she’d at least consider the advice.

“I think that counts for everything, you almost proved my expectations right,” Michael joked lightly, grinning at his friend, though he listened to them talk, soon pulled from the conversation when he noticed the group come in. While he was curious about the students being in there, he didn’t bother suggesting leaving - none of the other teachers, the ones who’d been there longer, had said anything, and he definitely didn’t want to overstep any boundaries, because maybe these girls were favorites among the staff or something. His attention fell on one girl in particular, though - the girl who’d been teasing another one, and he offered an amused look as he listened to her, trying not to be completely captivated by how damn gorgeous she was. Mentally, he figured he could acknowledge that much, but he made sure not to verbally acknowledge it, aware it could cause problems, but he couldn’t help but to take her in with knowing that the others all seem preoccupied with the other girls - and none of the other teachers were paying much attention to him at all, so he considered himself lucky as he made his way over. “You seem pretty familiar with the teacher’s lounge,” he mentioned, arching an amused brow as he watched her, “I’m Mr. Clifford. I’m the new English teacher.” He grinned slightly. “Do you lot get special privileges or something?”

Amara paused when she found her hand empty, the box lifting in the air, and her expression fell immediately, her eyes narrowing slightly as she peered up at the man, her jaw clenching. “Oi, give that back, I got to it first,” she pointed out, aware that a few teachers had stopped what they were doing to watch - every teacher knew the students well enough to know that there were some things you just didn’t do when it came to the four girls, and keeping sugar from Amara in any way was one of those things. “Who cares if you’re a teacher? It doesn’t give you a right to anything, especially when you’re obviously new and I’ve been here for four years. Now, give me the damn doughnut.”

Luke arched an amused eyebrow to River in response, folding his arms across his chest when he saw her smirk. "You're a cheeky one, aren't you?" Luke asked. "I'm not called teach, I'm Mr Hemmings, learn it." He smirked back. "But if you're offering, a caramel coffee sounds good." And although he was teasing, a part of him wondered if she'd make him one, but a larger part of him screamed at him to be the authority figure, not the push over. "And why are you even allowed in here in the first place?" Luke asked, following River with curiosity as she moved to give the other girls the coffees she'd made, finding himself always wanting to be in her presence, worried that, if he had a class with her, he'd feel that connection there, too. Suddenly becoming hyper-aware of the teachers in the room, Luke cleared his throat and took a step back, just to put more distance between himself and River.

Ruby smiled at River as she accepted her coffee. "Thank you, baby." She smiled, but hearing Calum's words, Ruby scoffed as she looked over to the brunette, frowning at him. "Listen here, sunshine. I've been running since before you were born, by the looks of things. Back off." She warned, taking a sip of her coffee as she stayed sat on the counter, watching Ashton and Amara, half amused, half concerned for the man's safety. Hearing his question, however, about why no one was objectin to their presence, Ruby looked to him once more. "I don't have to explain myself to you." She spoke without care, studying him carefully. "I like my coffee, you can look like the Hulk if you wanna, okay? It'd look weird with that baby face though."

Sasha accepted her coffee from River with a smile, placing it on the coffee table for a moment so she could tie her hair back. Accepting her coffee once more, Sasha relaxed into the chair, listening to the commotion around her and opting to sip her coffee instead, although highly amused by the antics of the others. Hearing a voice though, Sasha looked up to see the teacher she had thought was handsome, and she offered an amused look in return. "We are pretty familiar with here, yeah." She laughed, noticing that everyone else's attention was away from them, she scooched over for Michael to sit on the arm of the chair. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Clifford." She smiled. "I'm Sasha - as for special privileges? Not really. They're just used to us."

Ashton laughed as he saw the girl's eyes narrow at him. "I don't care if you got to it first," he teased. "It's mine." He walked away from Amara, still smirking as he placed the box containing the doughnut on the table, still keeping a guarded stance in case she tried to take it, amused by the situation. "Well, you sugar fiend, if you're nice enough, I'll share it." He teased. "But just because I'm new, doesn't mean I shouldn't be respected. I'm Mr. Irwin, and you are?" Ashton grinned over at Amara, not even caring if he seemed to be too confident, or too invested, but he was attracted to her, and he could pass that off as banter if he needed to. "What's your obsession with the doughnut, anyway? I wish I studied psychology so I can analyze your behaviour."

“You’re welcome, babe,” River chimed in response to Ruby, winking teasingly. She arched a brow in response to Luke, though, peering at the man after she’d given the others their coffee, still holding to Amara’s, but she went back to the pot to set Amara’s down beside her own. “Oi, you’re gonna have to get used to the whole teach thing. Maybe I’ll learn it if you’re interesting enough, but, so far, trying to correct me isn’t working in your favor.” Despite her words, she still moved over to the pot to fix him a cup of coffee, putting the caramel flavor in it and mixing it before offering it out to him. “Only because it’s your first day and you’re gonna need this to survive. Don’t get used to it.” Smirking slightly, she retrieved her own cup and hopped up onto the counter near Ruby, leaning back as she sipped her drink, watching him. “And, probably just because everybody’s given up on telling us we’re not allowed in. You live and you learn, maybe you lot should take a page out of the rest of the teachers’ books, they’ve all learned.”

Calum arched a brow when he heard her words, blinking with mild surprise that she’d taken his words in such a negative way. “It was just a suggestion,” he pointed out carefully, arching a brow as he watched her, trying to figure her out, trying to determine what it would take to get on this girl’s good side - especially considering the contrast between how she acted towards her friends and how she acted towards him. “Ouch, okay, I’m obviously older than you, since I’m a teacher - the new coach, actually. Coach Hood.” He smirked slightly, despite the reminder he’d given himself just then with the fact that he was a teacher and she was a student. He couldn’t help his thoughts, though, finding himself growing more and more curious about her, his interest growing in the process as well. “As for the teacher’s lounge thing, I was just curious, no need to bite my head off.” Despite that, he grinned slightly, holding his hands up in mock defense, though he shifted, leaning against the counter as he watched the girl, though he tried to be mindful to keep a good distance between them, not wanting to attract attention to the. “You think I’ve got a baby face? I’m not sure whether to feel insulted or flattered.”

Michael grinned slightly when he saw that Sasha seemed to be okay with talking to him - a much better reaction to him than the other girls were giving to his friends. Mentally, he made a note to rub that in his friends’ faces later. “Yeah?” he asked, “Maybe you can tell me how all the teachers are together or whether there’s any teacher gossip.” He grinned, his tone joking, but he blinked with surprise when she scooched over and, while he knew it probably wasn’t his best idea, he peered around to make sure nobody was paying attention to them before he moved over to sit on the arm of the chair with a small grin. “Thanks.” He nodded slightly, examining her for a moment, amazed by her beauty, honestly, and he found himself wishing, suddenly, that he wasn’t a teacher. If he wasn’t a teacher, being attracted to her the way he was wouldn’t be a problem at all, if she was eighteen. “It’s nice to meet you, too, Sasha. Maybe I’ll end up teaching one of your classes and we could end up seeing more of each other.” He paused with realizing his wording, but quickly brushed his words off, hoping she wouldn’t read into them, and smiled. “At least I’ll know that you can be found in here in the mornings,” he joked.

Amara rolled her eyes. “You’re, what, forty?” she asked in response, arching a brow, “Arguing with a teenager. Brilliant.” Scoffing, she made her way over, watching the box with a deep frown, trying to think of a plan to get the doughnut. “I don’t want to share, and why in the world would I be nice to a doughnut thief, anyways?” She didn’t even bother to pay attention to the man’s features, too annoyed with the fact that he was stealing the doughnut from her when she needed that damn doughnut. “Sorry, buddy, respect is earned from me and most people never earn it. And you won’t be getting my name any time soon when you’re stealing my doughnut.” Scoffing, she stared at the table, hating how he was guarding the doughnut, but she eventually moved to climb onto the table to try to get to the box. “I got to the doughnut first, that’s my obsession, you jerk, gimme it!”

Luke studied River as she sat on counter, admiring her beauty in that moment, and admittedly, he loved her attitude, too. "Thanks for the coffee." He smiled, accepting his cup and taking a sip, but he moved closer to her, stood a foot in front of her, and he tried to push away the thoughts of what her legs would feel like wrapped around his waist. Shaking his head, Luke took another sip of his coffee, smiling to himself at how River had made it to perfection. "Alright, alright, seeing as this coffee is so good, you can stay." Luke teased. "Quit biting my head off, it's my first day." Luke smirked, using her words against her, throwing a wink her way. "Do you take History, by any chance? I just gotta know so I can mentally prepare myself for a whole hour with you."

Ruby couldn't help but blink in surprise when Calum introduced himself as Coach Hood, and she paused, putting her coffee down. "You're the new gym teacher?" She asked, the topic of the conversation suddenly sparking a new interest within her - she was interested in the handsome man before, but now, something else ignited within her, especially upon seeing his smirk. "Wow, bring that head back down to size. Can't run with a fat head." Ruby replied with a smirk of her own. Seeing him hold up his hands in mock defence, Ruby rolled her eyes. "Sweetheart, I'm a Queen, you're a peasant. Move along, you're dirtying my air." But when he leaned against the counter, Ruby picked up her coffee mug once more to focus on that instead of him. "It's an insult, trust me. A chiselled jawline doesn't mean shit."

Sasha laughed into her coffee cup as she took a sip, looking up to Michael. Looking around, she saw no one was paying attention and leaned in slightly. "See them?" She hinted to the Geography teacher, and the Music teacher, knowing a little gossip, figuring it wouldn't hurt to entertain Michael. "Caught fucking." She smirked, shaking her head as she wrapped her cold hands around the warm mug, relaxing into her chair, but she nodded when Michael thanked her. "I'd like that," Sasha smiled, biting her lip, because she really would. Michael had a voice that Sasha would listen to all day, if given the chance, and he certainly wasn't bad to look at, either. Biting her lip with the thought, she looked up at him once more, her smile broadening when she saw his smile. "Every morning." She teased back, nudging him.

Ashton couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head as he pushed the box further from Amara's reach. "I'm twenty six." He teased, picking up the box once more so Amara couldn't grab hold of it, determined to continue to tease her. He didn't mean to come off as an asshole, especially on his first day, but the beauty was so determined that he figured, why not? "If you say please, I might consider." Ashton grinned. "God, I hope you're not in my Art class. Imagine dealing with you on your sugar high." Ashton laughed, taking a step back with the box. "All I want is a name, and a please." He smirked. "Can't be that hard."

Sasha quickly excused herself from Michael, standing up and taking the doughnut from the box, handing it to Amara with a smile, sitting down once more.

Ashton realised what had happened, and pouted. "Oi!"

River offered a smirk in response, watching him, arching a brow, and she peered over at Ruby, amused with the entire situation and wondering why these teachers couldn’t take a hint. Still, settling her gaze back on Luke, she shrugged. “Oh, sweetheart, you don’t scare me, you couldn’t make me leave in the first place,” she chimed out easily in response, leaning back on one hand to keep herself supported while she drank her coffee carefully. “Your first day’s gotta be one of the worst, don’t you know? It’s the rule.” Her grin broadened a bit, a little more mischievous and teasing, but still trying not to encourage the teacher too much, though the thought of having him on edge made her smirk with amusement. “And, if you can’t handle me in the teacher’s lounge, you definitely won’t be able to handle me in History class. Maybe you should just throw in the towel and transfer to a different school now. You’d have a better chance of survival somewhere else.”

Calum grinned when he saw her pause, admittedly glad to have caught her off guard in any sense, because she seemed like somebody who was rarely caught by surprise. “That’s right,” he confirmed with a nod, “So, looks like you’re stuck with me, hm? Might as well play nice.” And, really, the thought of having her in his class at all made a slight excitement spread through him with the thought of her having to actually listen to him - surely, she couldn’t really brush him off in Gym, could she? He snorted, though, rolling his eyes playfully in return, though his smirk mirrored hers. “Who said anything about a fat head? I just paid attention in classes, so I know what I’m talking about.” He shrugged easily, though he arched a brow to her words, watching her for a moment, wondering what in the world had her guard so high up that she reacted the way she did. “Ouch, that’s a little painful. You do realize I can have you run extra laps in Gym, right?” While he didn’t plan to, he couldn’t help but to smirk with the thought, though he quickly pushed any imagery from his head, trying not to be too affected by this girl - especially when she was trying so hard to brush him off. “That so? I tend to get many compliments on my face, thank you.”

Michael chewed on his lip when Sasha leaned in, trying his best not to let his gaze drift to her lips, trying not to watch her lips move, and, hearing her words, his gaze followed hers to look at the teachers. “Really?” he asked, blinking with mild surprise, though he offered an amused look to Sasha, watching her for a moment. “Were they caught by students or other teachers?” He arched a brow, curious, and tried not to think about the way her talking about other teachers being caught fucking made him think about what it’d be like to be intimate like that with her. Clearing his throat to rid those thoughts, he grinned slightly, nodding slightly. “I’d like it, too. Let’s hope you’re in my English class, in that case.” Still grinning, he couldn’t help but to look forward to the idea of spending as much time with her as possible. Something about her already had him wrapped around her finger and he didn’t really want to fight it, but he knew he had to. “Guess I’ll duck in here every morning, then.” When she excused herself, though, he watched her, trying not to watch her ass as she walked away, though he laughed with her actions. “Damn, brave girl,” he teased when she returned, grinning at her proudly.

Amara rolled her eyes, pouting at the fact that the box was further away. “Might as well be forty,” she huffed out quietly, giving a whine of complaint when he picked up the box. “Stop being a prick!” she complained, crawling to the end of the table carefully to try to reach for the box, being as careful as she could to avoid falling, and she eventually stood to her feet on the table to try to get the box, doing her best to ignore the man’s words. “You’re not getting a please and you’re not getting my name - but, I’ll tell you that I’m gonna make Art class Hell for you.” But, she gave a happy squeal when Sasha got the doughnut, grinning broadly as she accepted it. Hopping down from the table, she lifted her head high, gave a quiet “Hmph!” and stuck her tongue out at Ashton before she moved over to where River was to get her coffee, biting into her doughnut in the process after she’d thanked River.

Luke studied River with a grin, his grin broadening when she called him sweetheart. He didn't want to admit it, but this girl already had him wrapped around her little finger, but Luke was willing to accept it. Listening to her words intently, Luke shook his head in amusement. "I dunno," he kept his voice low, quiet, so no other teacher overheard him. "Having you around made it a whole lot more interesting." Luke grinned back at her, just as mischievous. "Sweetheart, if you think I'm throwing in the towel to please you, you can forget it. You're stuck with me, like it or not." Luke winked, sipping his coffee once more, his gaze not once, not really, leaving River, because she captured his attention too much, and he was looking forward to seeing how she would react without her friends to boost her confidence. "I look forward to it."

Ruby rolled her eyes. "You think I'm gonna play nice, when I can have a lot more fun being a bitch?" Ruby responded with a grin, beginning to become more teasing now, instead of more guarded, her smirk growing. "You know what you're talking about? Sure you do, I'll be the judge of that." Ruby replied easily, but she admired how well he wore his smirk, how it suited him. Biting her lip, Ruby shook her head, trying to concentrate on her drink, but she laughed with his words. "Just don't stare at my ass when I'm running those extra laps, babe, those shorts are tiny." She teased, shaking her head in amusement, becoming more intrigued by Calum, but she snorted with laughter with his words. "Who compliments your face, your Mom?" Ruby retorted

Sasha grinned as Michael called her brave, shaking her head. "I was a little afraid for your friend's life." She explained. "Amara is a sugar addict." Sasha internally groaned though, when Michael chewed on his lip, but she nodded, following his gaze. "Mhm," she returned his amused look, watching him just as intently, smiling. "They were caught by the principal, she had to beg for her job." She murmured, laughing. "Got away with it though." She informed him, hoping that extra piece of information would help her if she ever got brave enough to act on the attraction she felt towards Mr Clifford. "If you teach in Room 54, I'm there." She laughed, sipping her coffee as she settled back into the chair.

"That wasn't fair!" Ashton debated, grinning despite himself. "You can't get other people to do your bidding, come on!" Ashton laughed, throwing the empty box to the ground in defeat, but when she hopped down from the table, Ashton couldn't help but to watch her carefully, wanting to ensure she was safe, and he laughed at Amara's pride at her success, as if she'd won the doughnut fair and square. "I look forward to those Art classes." Ashton retorted with a grin, sticking his tongue out at Amara in response, his eyes following Amara carefully, because Ashton could see her becoming a big part of his life - if she allowed it. And knowing that he shouldn't be thinking such a thing about a student, Ashton shook the thought from his head and grinned.

River smirked with amusement as she listened to Luke talk, though her smirk was hidden behind her coffee, and she tilted her head as she watched him, listening to him intently, almost amazed with the way his voice made her heart swell, almost causing her to admit that his voice was the most comforting sound she’d ever heard. Instead of saying anything about it, she watched him for a moment. “That so? I wasn’t really aiming for interesting, but I’ll take it,” she chimed easily, sitting up a bit more, crossing her legs as she drank her coffee until the cup was empty, and she set her cup down. Hearing him call her sweetheart in return sent a flutter through her that she didn’t want to admit to experiencing, but she grinned at him anyways. “That so? Guess I’ll have to try harder to get you to throw in the towel, then. I happen to like a challenge.” And, leaning forward, she rested her arms against her knee, her hands clasped together as she watched him, a broad grin spreading across her face “Yeah? You’ll probably regret looking forward to it now, because that is definitely my aim from this moment on.”

Calum arched a brow when he heard her words, but his own grin spread across his face in response. “Oh? So is this whole bitch thing an act or do you actually hate me?” he asked with curiosity, watching her, his brow still arched, though he enjoyed the fact that she seemed far more teasing now, and he couldn’t help but to love the way the grin on her face made her eyes shine in a way that was admittedly addictive. The smirk that formed on her features, afterwards, though, almost had him groaning in anticipation, but he chewed on his lip instead. “Yeah? And what happens when you find out I’m right? I mean, you talk big for a teenager, but I’m not sure you can handle being proven wrong.” His smirk returned, more teasing this time, but also curious, almost confident, wanting to know more about this girl, wanting to hear her talk more, wanting to really relish in her presence, even if what she said made him careful with each approach he tried. And, for a moment, he wasn’t sure whether he should say what he wanted, but he kept his words in, wanting to tell her he couldn’t make any promises when it came to staring at her ass, but worried that, if she didn’t take his words well, it could get him trouble. Still, he decided to be a bit daring when saying, “We’ll see.” And, his grin broadened as he lifted his hand to his chest in mock pain. “And pulling out Your Mom jokes? Mean. I think you hurt me a little.”

Michael couldn’t help but to laugh at Sasha’s words, nodding slightly. “Yeah, well, Ashton likes to push buttons,” he admitted with a small grin, “Probably a good thing you stepped in, in that case. Although he probably would have deserved to be knocked down a peg or two - probably would have saved us a lot of trouble.” Shrugging the thought aside, he focused his attention back on Sasha fully, listening to her explanation about the teachers, and he grinned when he heard her laugh, swearing it was the most melodic thing he’d ever heard. Still, hearing her words, he wondered if the principal would react the same if a teacher and a legal student were caught together - and he couldn’t help but to be hopeful about the possibility. “Yeah? Anything else anybody has gotten away with around here that would otherwise have gotten them into a hell of a lot of trouble?” He grinned slightly as he examined her, loving how relaxed she looked when she settled back into her chair. “Yeah, Room 54 is where I’ll be. Looks like we’ll be seeing even more of each other in that case.” And, this time, he didn’t care that his words could be taken in a few different ways, too focused on the beauty in front of him.

Amara shot a proud smirk over at Ashton, taking him in now that she wasn’t focused on fighting for the doughnut, but she tried not to acknowledge that he was too damn attractive to be real. “You’re forty, you should know that life isn’t fair,” she pointed out in a hum, hopping up onto the counter beside her friends, though she was closer to where Sasha was on the chair than where the others were. “And I didn’t get anybody to do my bidding. She got the doughnut for me of her own volition! And you should be grateful, because, if not, I would have grabbed a fork and stabbed your hand.” Her tone was nonchalant and she sipped at her coffee for a moment, giving a happy hum with the taste, much happier now that she had her doughnut and her coffee - much to many of the other teachers’ relief, it seemed, as they all seemed to untense - and she grinned cheekily while biting into the doughnut again. “I’m definitely not looking forward to those Art classes. I hear the teacher’s an ass.”

Luke grinned when he saw the smirk that River attempted to hide behind her coffee cup, biting his lip in curiosity as he shifted a little closer to River, her whole presence bringing him so much comfort, he couldn't explain it, to himself or to anyone else, but it was risky developing feelings for a student, and he knew that, but he couldn't help it. "Interesting? I'll say exciting, too." Luke winked, smirking himself, although his heart pounded slightly faster at every opportunity that seemed to be presenting itself. "Well darling, I like a challenge too, and you're gonna be my biggest one yet." Luke took another step forward, placing his coffee down beside her thigh, his hand dangerously close, even with the presence of the other teachers. "And I'm excited to take it on." He grinned, looking right at her. "Bring it."

Ruby smirked at Calum. "Who could ever actually hate you?" Ruby asked, leaning forward slightly - half hoping Calum would do the same, even with the teachers present, wanting to test her limit. Almost groaning when she saw Calum chewing on his lip, Ruby smirked. "I'm eighteen, you little shit. I'm a grown ass woman, so try me." Ruby shot back without much effort, also teasing, but confident in her words that she could handle him. But Ruby couldn't deny that Calum could handle her better than any other teacher she'd experienced, and she found that so attractive. Hearing his words though, Ruby smirked. "You'll see something if you look my way, sugar." Ruby winked, being daring in return, feeling comfortable enough to do so. "I can't wait to run with you later."

Sasha listened intently to Michael, nodding. "So can Amara." She looked fondly to her friend at that, but her gaze soon found it's way back to the man sat beside her, a man that Sasha knew she shouldn't be attracted to, but the smell of his cologne was intoxicating, his smile was, to Sasha, the ninth wonder of the world, and everything about him drew her in further. "Uh," she laughed with his question. "I know that the man you've replaced is engaged to his student." She replied. "Actually, that's why he left. He wanted to be happy with her." Sasha shrugged her shoulders - it was the truth, but she wondered, if she and Michael ever came to be in that way, if that would sway him to be on her side. She looked up at him though, grinning. "I can't wait." She promised him.

Ashton ran a hand through his hair, laughing at Amara, shaking his head. "I'm twenty friggin six!" Ashton shot back with a grin, taking the chance to study Amara fully, loving how she looked sat on the counter, how relaxed she was around her friends, completely attracted to her now that he had a chance to hear her laugh, see her smile, see her for the wonder she truly was. "Well shit, don't stab my hand." Ashton laughed at Amara's non-chalant tone, watching as she sipped her coffee. "Who's making a coffee? I want one." Ashton pouted. "Seeing as I lost out on the damn doughnut." He shot Amara a teasing look as he watched her grin, almost groaning with how she bit into the doughnut. "I heard the teacher's great and you'll love him." Ashton winked, folding his arms across his chest as he studied her once more.

River watched as Luke shifted closer to her and she tilted her head, smirking to herself with the thought of how close she could possibly get him to her. Chewing on her lip with that thought, she couldn’t help but to shift a bit, grinning with his words. “Exciting, huh? You haven’t seen anything yet, sweetheart,” she pointed out easily in response, feeling her heart flutter when Luke smirked, but then a warmth flooded through her when he smirked because, dammit, the fact that he seemed to be getting braver was affecting her more than she wanted to admit to. Listening to Luke still, she smirked when he took another step forward, her gaze following his hand when he set his coffee down, and she shifted slightly, making sure the movement appeared as innocent as necessary, to seem like she was merely adjusting and shifting to get more comfortable on the counter, letting her leg tap against Luke’s hand, but she lifted her gaze to watch him innocently still. “That so? I’m honored I’m your biggest challenge,” she said with a small smirk, tilting her head, “I’ll make sure to put on a good fight, in that case. Or show. Whichever you prefer.”

Calum felt his heart almost do backflips in his chest when he heard Ruby’s question, the amount of relief he felt with hearing her words being so incredible that he didn’t even know how to possibly describe it. Grinning slightly, he chewed on his lip still and he watched as she leaned forward, unable to help but to mimic the movement, craving her presence, wanting to be as close to her as he possibly could, and he nearly groaned when her perfume surrounded him. “Well, I was beginning to wonder when it came to you,” he admitted carefully, gently, watching her, his gaze never leaving hers, because he was worried that, if he looked away, she would disappear from his sight, she would escape the room and he wouldn’t be able to enjoy the close proximity between them in this moment. The proximity itself had his heart pounding in his chest but, when Ruby confirmed that she was eighteen, he couldn’t stop the grin that formed on his features, his heart pounding all the more with the knowledge and all the possibilities that formed in his mind with her confirmation. “Definitely a grown woman,” he told her with amusement as he took her in, “I’ll be looking forward to whatever it is I get to see, in that case.” Now that he knew it was legally okay to, he wasn’t nearly as worried - none of the other teachers seemed troubled with what the two of them were talking about, so he silently wondered if it would even matter for his job at this point. When she winked, his grin broadened, and he couldn’t help but to take a step closer to her, wanting to be as close as possible, and he was still leaned in to the point that he could notice little subtle things about her - like the flecks in her eyes, or the perfect way her eyes and lips were shaped. “I can’t wait, either. I’m sure we’ll have a ton of fun.”

Michael couldn’t help but to grin as she listened to Sasha speak, swearing he could listen to her forever, because her voice was the most soothing sound he’d ever heard - all his earlier nervousness seemed to fade the more he listened to her, and he couldn’t possibly be more grateful to this girl’s existence, despite knowing how unprofessional it was for him to start to have feelings for her. “Really?” he asked with curiosity upon hearing that a previous teacher was now engaged to his student - the teacher who was originally teaching English at that. What were the odds of history repeating for him and Sasha? He couldn’t help but to chew his lip in thought, grinning slightly to himself, though he shook the thought aside, not wanting to come off as a total creep. “Did he leave of his own choice or was he asked to leave?” Not that he was sure it would matter either way for him - already, he could feel Sasha becoming more important to him than this job and, if things progressed, if he had to choose between his job and Sasha, he knew he’d choose her. Still, he grinned slightly. “I can’t wait, either. I think your presence will make the entire day worth it, every day.”

Amara offered a small grin in response. “You sure you’re twenty six? You act like you’re five,” she said easily, watching him for a moment, trying not to acknowledge that his grin was the brightest thing she’d seen in her life. “Maybe you shouldn’t have tried to steal my doughnut. Least you lucked out and Sasha saved your ass.” Grinning, she could feel her heart racing with the sound of Ashton’s laughter, but she did her best to ignore it - no way was she going to be attracted to the teacher who tried to steal her doughnut. “That would be River.” She pointed to her friend. “If you ask nicely instead of being a dick, she might actually make you one.” Offering a teasing smirk in response to Ashton’s own teasing look, she finished off her doughnut and licked her fingers clean, sucking the sugar off, though her gaze didn’t leave Ashton while she did it. “Love? My, that’s an awfully confident assumption there. First impressions are the most important, though.”

Luke grinned as River shifted, wondering if she knew or not that she was shifting towards him, just as much as he was moving towards her. She was so damn beautiful, so addictive, and Luke knew she would become a huge part of his life, nevermind his career. When Luke felt River knock her leg against his hand, Luke smirked, almost standing between River's legs as he hid them from view, his hands gently pressing to the side of her thighs, locking her into his embrace. "You sure this is a game you wanna play, River?" Luke asked quietly, blue eyes lifting to River's, biting his lip in anticipation - of course, if she wasn't comfortable, Luke would move away, but Luke was so certain that he'd been reading all of her signs correctly, and she turned him on. "If you're gonna put on a show," Luke murmured. "Count me in, because I want a part." Luke murmured.

Ruby grinned as Calum came closer, and Ruby shifted herself to the edge of the counter, not even caring about the others - because her attention was solely on Calum. "You gotta keep 'em guessing, babe." She murmured, biting her lip as her eyes drifted down to his lips, back to his eyes after a long moment. He was so addictive, Ruby never wanted to pull away, but she couldn't judge at this point if it was going to be a problem or not. "Oh, I'm grown alright." Ruby smirked, her own heart pounding within her chest, loving the thrill Calum provided. "Well, it's not long until the bell rings." She grinned, closing the space between them once more, and being this close to Calum made Ruby love drunk. "Depends on your definition of fun." She murmured.

Sasha nodded with Michael's question. "Really." She confirmed, biting her lip, slightly hopeful that she was already beginning to loosen Michael and his clear nerves. First days were, understandably, a little scary, and Sasha sympathised with the handsome man - but with a demeanour like his, Sasha was sure he'd have no trouble quickly becoming a favourite teacher for most, herself included. Seeing Michael's grin, Sasha's head tilted slightly, curiously, wondering what hew as thinking. "He left by his own choice." Sasha informed Michael, still focused on him, unable to draw herself away from him. "I'm glad, because I'm sure your presence will make my day worth it." She grinned, nudging him.

Ashton chuckled with Amara's words, biting his lip in amusement. "At least you know you'll never get bored." Ashton smirked at Amara then. "Well damn, okay. I'll save you a doughnut tomorrow morning, how about it?" Ashton offered, wanting to find a middle ground for the both of them, so Ashton could continue to see this beauty every day, sure that seeing her every morning would make the whole day more enjoyable. Ashton truly believed that he had met his equal in Amara, and he loved it. "I'm sure Sasha and River are well and good," Ashton grinned. "But hey, if I stop being a dick, will you make me coffee?" Ashton took a step forward, the smell of Amara's perfume surrounding him in the best way, biting his lip as he watched her lick her fingers clean, sucking the sugar from her fingers, and Ashton hung his head, holding back the groan that wanted to break free. "Fuck," he groaned quietly, so only she could hear him. "You tease - have I at least made a good first impression?" He teased.

River watched Luke intently, carefully, taking in every expression he made, every move he made, swearing she wanted to commit every single detail of this encounter to her memory, because something about Luke had her mind whirring in a way that she wasn’t used to. She’d never held such a high interest in somebody before, but Luke definitely had her on a hook and she didn’t want to break free. When she felt his hands pressing to the side of her thighs, she smirked as she watched Luke, her gaze locking on his as she examined him, listening to his words. “I couldn’t think of anything I’d want more than playing this game, sir,” she told him quietly in response, leaning forward just a bit, her face just a breath away from Luke’s, and she tilted her head slightly in response. “If you’re joining in on the show, I’m definitely looking forward to putting it on.” Her smirk broadened as she took him in, though she pouted slightly when the bell rang, sighing out in disappointment. “Well, that sucks,” she complained quietly, but she soon smirked teasingly. “Another time, maybe. Looks like you have a class to teach, teach.”

Calum grinned with her words, unable to help it, his head ducking a bit when she called him babe, and a part of him wanted to really own the title; he wanted her to be his and he wanted to be hers. “That so? Hopefully I won’t have to guess too much with you, babe,” he shot back in return, lifting his gaze back to hers, his grin falling to a smirk when he noticed the way her eyes drifted to his lips, and he hoped that every sign he was reading meant exactly what he wanted, even if he knew it was wrong. The fact that she was on the edge of the counter, within reach, only drove him further and, shifting, he moved closer, to the point that her knees were touching him, and he grinned with the contact, examining her. “And you definitely seem to know what you’re doing, little miss grown woman.” And, with the fact that the other teachers weren’t really bothering to interrupt in any way, he couldn’t help but to push his limits a bit more, winking at her in a way that was definitely more flirting than teasing, and he wasn’t even really ashamed at this point, just completely addicted to the feeling Ruby was giving him, wanting to experience more of it, never wanting to let the feeling go. “Right. What are the chances that you’re gonna drive me as crazy in Gym as you are in here?” He arched a brow, having picked his words purposefully, and he grinned, hoping that she wasn’t thrown off by what he was saying - or by what he was insinuating. And, when she closed the space between them a bit more, he couldn’t help the way his eyes trailed down to her lips in return, swearing that, if he leaned in just an inch or two, their lips could connect and everything would be right, but he groaned instead when the bell rang. “Dammit,” he complained with a slight pout.

Michael’s grin broadened as he watched Sasha, loving the curiosity in her actions and her expression, wanting nothing more than to continue being in her presence, wanting to experience more of her expressions and tones, wanting to hear more of her voice and laughter, wanting to just learn more about her in general. “I don’t blame him, in that case,” he said eventually, nodding, “Finding somebody he loves and wanting to spend the rest of his life with them - I think it’d be worth leaving a job, too.” And, while he spoke, his gaze went to her, watching her, hopeful that even just a small part of her understood that, if he was in the same situation, if he was granted the same opportunity with her, he’d definitely choose her, too, like the previous teacher had chosen the person he loved. “You think so?” His grin broadened still, and he nudged her in return, unable to help it and, shifting, he tried to be casual and gentle, lifting his hand to rest it on her knee, just long enough to give it a squeeze - wanting the contact, but also wanting to assure her, but not wanting to come off too strong if she wasn’t interested, - before he retracted his hand. “I’m really glad to know that. And, if you need anything, ever, at all, don’t hesitate to bring it up.” But, hearing the bell ring, he blinked, lifting his gaze with mild surprise, having forgotten, just for a moment, that classes would be starting soon. Looking back to her, his heart ached with the thought of parting from her. “Do you happen to have my class first?” he asked, hopeful, chewing on his lip.

Amara grinned with the mention of it, watching him for a moment. “And we certainly wouldn’t want me bored, would we?” she asked jokingly, grinning still, though she found herself wondering if she could ever be bored around this man in the first place. Hearing his offer, though, she blinked with surprise and perked up slightly. “Really? You promise?” Chewing on her lip, she tilted her head, though she grinned slightly as she sipped at her own coffee, listening to his request and watching as he stepped closer, loving hearing the way he groaned his words, not wanting to admit to how much it affected her. “Fine, fine, I’ll make you a coffee, but only because of that groan,” she hummed out, shifting a bit to hop down from the counter, mostly so that she could be closer to him, and she grinned up at him. “As for that first impression? I think you aced it.” Humming, she brushed past him easily, lifting her gaze when she heard the bell ring, but she didn’t care much, instead moving to get the coffee started, since there was still a bit of time until the final bell. “What kind of coffee do you want?”

Luke grinned as he ran his thumbs across River's thighs, already completely addicted to her, and wanting to shout it from the rooftops, not wanting to hide it, but knowing he had to. Seeing River smirk though, Luke grinned, biting his lip as she examined him. "Good girl." Luke grinned, almost groaning when she called him sir, leaning forward once more to close the gap as he pressed a kiss to the corner of River's mouth, grinning. "Well, River, I'm excited to join you in that show." Luke's grin broadened, but as he heard the bell, Luke pulled away, adjusting his shirt. "Do you have History today, or am I gonna be left hanging?" Luke teased, grabbing his things so he could get ready for his first class of the day - desperate to know if he'd see River again today.

Ruby grinned when she noticed Calum ducking his head a bit, and she reached out to cup his cheek, lifting his gaze to her once more. "That's better." She teased, retracting her hand quickly in case she pushed the boundries too far. Still, when Calum called her babe, Ruby swore a flame ignited in her chest, and she smiled, biting her lip. "I'll try not to leave you guessing too much, honey." She teased, but only by half, wanting him to know she was serious. When Calum moved closer though, Ruby opened her legs so Calum could get comfortable, debating for a moment if she should wrap her legs around his waist - deciding against it, she smiled at him. "Hey, you can tease as much as you want, Mr Hood, but aren't you glad you're dealing with a strong, grown independent lady who knows what she wants?" Ruby winked, biting her lip when she saw him wink, not even addicted by her own flirting. "I'll drive you crazy anywhere you want." Ruby grinned, jumping off the counter when the bell rang, washing her cup, still grinning.

Sasha smiled with Michael's words, nodding. "I think he made the right choice." She told Michael, hoping that he was understanding that she understood his hints. "They were in love. Happy." She told him, and Sasha wished, for a long moment, that she could stay here with Michael all day, just spend time with him beside her, get to know him for everything he was, not just his academic side. "Definitely." Sasha confirmed, laughing as Michael nudged her, her forehead pressed to his arm as she laughed, the movement so natural to Sasha she didn't think twice. When she felt his hand on her knee though, she lay her hand on top of Michael's, squeezing gently before pulling away when he did, standing to her feet to wash her mug when the bell rang. "I have you for second." Sasha smiled. "So, Mr Clifford, I'll see you then." Sasha squeezed his shoulder, going to wash her mug and join her friends once more, already missing Michael so much, her heart yearning for his presence.

Ashton chuckled with Amara's words, closing the gap between them, resting his hands on her knees, brushing his thumbs across the material of her jeans. "I'd never allow you to be bored." Ashton promised quietly, his eyes meeting hers, and Ashton swore, for a moment, his heartbeat paused. "Dammit, you're beautiful." Ashton blinked though, when Amara perked up with his words, and he grinned. "I promise, every morning, I'll leave you the last doughnut." Ashton offered his pinkie finger to Amara. "As long as I can have your name, because you still haven't told me." He rolled his eyes playfully, but shifted when she hopped off the counter, the space between them almost non-existent now, and Ashton had to stop himself from holding around her. Smiling down at her once more, Ashton grinned. "I'm glad," but he bit his lip when Amara brushed past him, following her like a lost puppy. Hearing the bell though, Ashton figured he could wait until last bell. "What do you recommend, ma'am?"

River chewed on her lip when she felt Luke running his thumbs across her thighs, and she shifted a bit with the touch, craving more of it, and not even daring to deny it. “Touchy, teach,” she murmured teasingly, smirking slightly, watching him when he leaned closer, her breath almost catching in his throat when he kissed the corner of her mouth. “And a damn tease, how cruel.” But, seeing his grin broadened, she couldn’t help the grin that formed on her own features, and she tilted her head. “Rain check, in that case.” Shifting, she hopped off the counter to go wash her cup, mimicking her friend’s actions, though she peered back at Luke, her smirk returning. “Oh, sweetheart, I definitely have History today. But, I’m not gonna tell you when, I’ll just let you wait with anticipation and surprise you.” Winking teasingly, she returned her attention to the cup, washing it properly before she moved to join at Sasha’s side, waiting for their other friends, though she couldn’t stop her gaze from going to Luke all the while, her smirk still in place as she wondered just how much she could wind him up in class.

Calum was mildly surprised when he felt Ruby cup his cheek and, when his gaze was lifted to hers, he couldn’t help but to be amazed by the warmth and electricity that flooded him with such a simple gesture. Shifting, he couldn’t help but to lean into her touch, grinning slightly, until she’d pulled her hand away, and he chewed on his lip. “Look at you, having a bit of a sweet personality in there, hm?” he murmured teasingly, though he couldn’t help but to enjoy it, wanting to discover more of her behaviors and mannerisms, wanting to discover more of her in general, because she already amazed him so much. When he heard her call him honey, though, he smirked and leaned closer with her legs opened for him, resting his hands on her hips gently. “I’d appreciate that, but I also won’t turn down the opportunity to learn how to decipher you, see the different sides of you.” His smirk turned to a grin, though, and he tilted his head to the side. “Then, tell me, what do you want?” He arched a brow as he watched her, curious, “Because I know what I want, too.” And, smirking, he leaned to brush his lips just slightly against hers, feather light even, but he backed up to let her jump off the counter and he watched her move to wash her cup, eyeing her, taking in every single movement, and occasionally staring at her ass, and a grin formed on his features. “I think you’re plenty capable of driving me crazy no matter where it is.”

Michael watched Sasha, feeling his heart pounding in his ribcage when he heard her words and he examined her for a moment, smiling, glad that she understood what he meant - and grateful that she didn’t seem too bothered by the conversation in general, when they were talking about teachers and students being together. “I think he made the right choice, too,” he agreed with a small grin, taking her in, memorizing what he could of her while he could until he could see her again - even if he would end up seeing her again that very same day. “I’ll be looking forward to my second class, in that case. Can’t wait to see you again.” And, his words, his voice, was purely genuine, wanting her to know that he really wanted to spend as much time with her as he could. Even now, he wasn’t ready to part from her, but he figured seeing her again would be worth it in the end, either way. “I’ll try not to play favorites in class, though, even though you’ve clearly already won that spot.” He watched her when she went to wash her mug, grinning, though he wanted to follow her, he wanted to stay near her, his heart aching with the thought that, despite it wouldn’t be too long before he would see her again, he’d still have to go an entire class without her presence - and, after the class he had her in, he’d have to go the rest of the day without seeing her.

Amara could feel a shudder run through her just with Ashton’s touch, and she chewed on her lip as she watched him, grinning slightly. “Well, lucky me,” she murmured quietly in response, her eyes searching his for a moment, though she was mildly surprised to hear his compliment - not because she hadn’t been told such a thing before, but because she’d never heard it from somebody who could get in actual trouble for saying something like that, and the thought that he’d told her such a thing, even when it could cause trouble, made her heart swell. “Thank you,” she told him softly, genuinely, but she grinned, tilting her head. “I’m gonna hold you to that promise.” Lifting her own hand, she hooked her pinky finger around his, squeezing gently, admittedly happy with the warmth that filled her with the contact. “Amara, by the way.” Smirking, she winked teasingly before she moved to focus on making the coffee. “Personally, I recommend caramel. It’s the best, obviously.”

Luke chuckled into River's mouth as she shifted towards him. "How could someone not touch a beauty like you? Especially when you're showing interest." Luke murmured, his hands tightening on her thighs slightly, grinning as he heard her call him a tease. "You'll live, I'm sure." He teased, but pressed a kiss to her throat before pulling away, nodding in agreement to River's suggestion of a rain check. Luke watched River carefully as she ewashed out her mug, laughing with her words. "Well, in that case, I look forward to being surprised." Luke winked. "Gonna be watching that door all day." Luke folded his arms across his chest, admiring the friendship the girls clearly had with each other. Shifting to grab his things, Luke's gaze didn't leave River, not once, and he bit his lip, wondering how far he could get with her by the end of the school day. "By the way, outside of class, Luke sounds a lot better than teach." He teased.

Ruby bit her lip with a grin as Calum leaned into her touch. "Oi, I can be nice sometimes." She murmured, shoving him gently, jokingly. "Only to people who deserve it." She told him, studying his face once more. Calum honestly amazed Ruby, and knowing she'd be spending the next hour with him in Gym was enough for her to feel happy for the rest of the day. Running a hand through her hair, Ruby saw Calum smirk and when she felt his hands on her hips, Ruby grinned. "Well, you've got a lot of discovering to do." She murmured, shifting to run her hands through his hair, addicted to the feeling already. "I know what I want sweetheart, and it's much more than you think." She murmured as he brushed his lips against hers, tugging at his lower lip playfully. But she moved to wash her mug, grinning and brushing past Calum, shoving him again gently with a roll of her eyes to his words, to join River and Sasha, waiting for Amara. "C'mon, Ams."

Sasha returned Michael's smile, listening to his words intently. Although she knew she seemed like nothing more than a teenager with a silly crush, Sasha still hung onto Michael's every word, because they gave her hope that something could ignite between the both of them - he seemed into her, as much as she was into him, and the whole idea was exciting. Sasha decided, in that moment, she couldn't wait to see Michael again. "It won't be long before you do. I look forward to it." Sasha smiled, biting her lip, already dreading the thought of walking out of the staff room and saying goodbye to Michael. Hearing Michael say she was his favourite though, Sasha looked to him and smiled widely, biting her lip. "Good, because you're my favourite teacher." She smiled, leaning to kiss his cheek before removing herself from his side completely, putting an arm around River with a grin as her best friend joined her.

Ashton grinned when he felt Amara shudder underneath his touch lightly, peering up at her as she watched him, and when she grinned, Ashton pressed a sweet kiss to Amara's lower lip, wondering how she'd react to him. "Lucky me." Ashton repeated into her lips, but when she thanked him, Ashton grinned, kissing her cheek and moving back slightly as Amara hooked her pinky finger through his, and he returned the squeeze with a smile, absolutely adoring the small, simple gesture that already meant so much to him, because feeling her skin against his gave Ashton butterflies, such an unusual sensation. "Beautiful name for a beautiful girl, gotcha." Ashton grinned, moving away so she could make the coffee, but still sticking to her side. "Caramel it is." Ashton grinned. "Well, Amara, I better tell you my name. It's Ashton." He introduced himself happily, his dimples pressing into his cheeks. "Or, Mr Irwin in lessons."

River watched Luke with a small grin, tilting her head, loving the way it felt when Luke’s hands tightened on her thighs, wishing they could have more contact, but she held herself back, deciding to save anything she could do to him for later. “Well, in that case, I won’t complain,” she hummed out easily, examining him for a moment, though she couldn’t help but to close her eyes, angling her neck a bit when Luke kissed her throat, even if the feeling only lasted for a moment. “I’ll definitely live, because I’ll return the favor another time.” Smirking, she watched him but set her mug aside when she’d finished washing it. “Try not to be too disappointed each time it’s not me who walks through. And, Luke may sound better, but I’m kind of leaning more towards teach.” Winking teasingly, she leaned into her friend’s hold when Sasha’s arm was wrapped around her. “Alright, everybody ready to go?”

Calum couldn’t help but to chuckle with Ruby’s words, watching her with amusement when she shoved him jokingly. “Does that mean I deserve it?” he asked with a small grin, “Because, if that’s the case, I’ll definitely take it for everything it’s worth - and I think it’s worth everything.” Taking her in, he grinned with seeing her running her hand through her hair, and he squeezed her hips gently, just loving the way she felt under his touch, a part of him wishing he could feel her skin under his - and it didn’t even have to be in a sexual way, he just wanted to know what it would feel like to have her as his in any way. “I’m eager to discover everything you give me the chance to discover,” he assured her quietly in a murmur of his own, leaning into her touch when she ran her hands through his hair, loving the way it felt, the feeling soothing him in a way that not much else could - though, he was finding that so much that Ruby did and said soothed him in general. “You’ll have to tell me what it is you want, then, sweetheart,” he shot back gently, his grin broadening when she tugged at his lower lip, and he couldn’t help but to lean forward a bit, connecting their lips fully, just for a moment, before he pulled back, and watched her as she brushed past him, chewing on his lip, though he grinned once she was back with her friends, at least hopeful that he’d left a lasting impression.

Michael grinned with Sasha’s words, admittedly glad that it at least wouldn’t be long before he got to see her again, but he nodded. “I look forward to it, too. I’ll have to come up with more ways to get you to stick around, though,” he told her, his grin broadening, being a little more daring with his words, but not wanting to be too pushy, though, if he was reading the signs right, he figured that, maybe, he could be a little braver. With that thought, when she called him her favorite teacher and kissed his cheek, he couldn’t help but to reach out, grabbing hold of her hand gently to tug her back, pressing a quick but meaningful kiss to her lips, grinning broadly. “I’m honored, in that case,” he decided quietly, watching her, though he shifted to stand up, releasing his hold on her hand to watch her join her friends, smiling as he watched how she interacted with her friends, glad to know that she had people who mattered to her, and that she mattered to people in return - including him.

Amara blinked with mild surprise when she felt Ashton’s lips, but she grinned slightly, her eyes sliding closed for a moment. “Who knew a doughnut thief could be cheesy?” she asked in a hum, opening her eyes to watch him for a moment before she dropped her hand to her side and focused on the coffee, listening to him intently. She poured the cup, making sure to mix the caramel flavor into it for him before she smiled and turned to him, holding the cup up. “No promises that I won’t keep calling you doughnut thief outside of lessons.” Arching a brow, she offered the cup to him. “Your coffee, Ashton.” Winking teasingly, she blinked when she heard Ruby and, looking over, she grinned. “Coming.” Looking back to Ashton, she grinned. “I’ll see you in class.” Nodding, she turned to join her friends. “I’ve gotta stop back by my locker for my lollipops, anybody want one?” she asked her friends with a grin once she was close enough.