whispers will break you.

Brooklyn had no clue how she was supposed to get out of this situation. She had never dreamed of cheating before in her life, no, but here she was without another option because her paper for her psychology course was due and she had had no time at all to study for her history test. Which left her with only one option. If she failed the test... if she lost her scholarship, everything was over for her. She knew that and she knew that James knew that too.

That was why he had emailed her, demanding that she come to his office after his last class of the day. She wore a modest shirt and pants, praying that she could somehow weasel her way out of the situation. What was she going to say to him? She had no clue. Her heart was racing as she stepped upt o his office, staring down at her feet for a moment.

Swallowing around the lump in her throat, Brooklyn straightened up as she knocked on the door. She waited for a moment when she heard his call out, stepping inside after a reluctant moment. Her heart was in her throat, her palms were sweating, and she was positive that she was moments from breaking down.

"I-I.. I.. sir.. I don't.. If I can just explain myself..." Brooklyn trailed off, swallowing thickly. "I c-can't lose this.. I can't lose my scholarship.." she trailed off, tears welling in her eyes as she looked up to him. "My psych paper was due and I didn't have another option. And I-I'm.. I'm sorry, sir. It's the first time I've ever even considered something like that and then.. I just.." she let out a small sob, reaching up to wipe at her tears. "Please, sir. I have to make up for this."

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The rhythmic sound of typing on key's echoed in the office as James typed away at his laptop. Inputting the grades for the test that he had just past out to his students. Most of them did pretty well, but of course, there were those dim ones who couldn't even get the easy give aways correct. Still though, he was impressed with them, especially with that beauty that sat in the middle of the first row. Acting like a good girl, but not so suddily cheating by copying the person next to her.

Slowly, James stopped his typing and tried to remember the girls name. Brittney, Bailey, no. None of those seemed right, god she was so fine. With those slender legs, and those eyes that just begged to be stared into and those lips that just screamed to be wrapped around a cock.

The sound of the knock on his door brought James back to the present and he cleared his throat before calling for his visitor to come in. Seeing the girl he had caught cheating, James did everything in his power to not grin. Closing his laptop, James just crossed his arms on his chest and looked across at the young girl. Taking in her sad features. "Hey." He said calmly, trying to get the girl to look towards him and not have her get sick in his office. "I called you here to figure this out. It's nice to see you know you've done things wrong." He said, then slowly stood up and moved around to the front of his desk.

James grabbed a tissue from it's box on his desk and handed it to the young girl. A small smile playing across his lips. "Why don't we make a deal? Hm?" James suggested, eyeing the younger woman up and down before looking into her redden eyes. "What if we, just made things disappear?" He asked, standing up, James moved towards his open door and closed it. This discussion was between them, not the whole school campus.

Brooklyn swallowed thickly, mumbling a thanks when she grabbed the tissue from James' hand. She was quick to wipe at her eyes, unable to even convince herself to look up. Her stomach was twisted into a firm knot and all she could seem to anticipate was the thought of losing everything because she had made a stupid, stupid decision.

She only looked up when James moved to shut his office door. Brooklyn gulped, smoothing down the material of her shirt as she looked up to him slowly. She nodded, chewing on her bottom lip. "P-Please. I don't care what it means. I'll do it. I j-just.. do you want me to write a paper? Take another test?" She asked, her brows pulling together as she looked up to him. She gave her an uneasy smile, having no clue what James was trying to hint at.

Brooklyn lowered herself into the chair in front of his desk, twisting her fingers together. "And I promise. I promise it won't happen again, sir. It was stupid and it's not something that I should have ever even considered. I don't know why I didn't. I should have allocated my time better because then this wouldn't have happened!" Brooklyn declared with a huff. She frowned, quite clearly disappointed in herself as her shoulders sagged.