Lydia's POV
I stood quietly in front of my locker trying to recall where I had kept my English language textbook when suddenly I heard a loud thud on my locker door. I was frightened but yes, I was also used to it.
“Nerdy bitch” Chloe said to me rolling her eyes and walking away like she didn’t just almost give me a heart attack. I simply ignored and picked out the textbook that was hiding behind my Romance novel.
Oh how I loved the sweet impossible imagination of having a lover. I picked it up, and headed for class.
Mr. Derek’s class was one of my favorites. Aside from the fact that I loved his style of teaching, I loved staring at his amazing physique. I sometimes catch myself dreaming of my petite self wrapped up in his arms.
Who wouldn’t? His broad shoulders,his rock hard chest, I could tell even without touching, his chiseled beard and earth swirling scent I wish I had.
Everything about him reminded me of my favorite male lead character from my all time Romance book “Make Me Yours Tonight”
“About your test, some of you did well while others not so well” Mr. Derek said distributing our scripts.
“Good job Lydia.” He said to me while dropping my script. I was so surprised to find out I had an A. English was the only subject I had struggled to get an A for weeks now. I always got either a B or C .
The smile on my face was second to none. I was still staring at my script when Mr. Derek announced that he was giving us a break for thirty mins. He walked out of the class leaving those who were rejoicing, rejoicing and those who were mad, mad.
I tucked my script into my bag and headed for the bathroom. I had barely gotten in when suddenly I felt a pain in my hair.
“You did it again bitch.” Emily said to me with gritted teeth. Emily Spencer. My greatest enemy in school.
“I bet she slept her way to an A.” Chloe added.
“Let go of my hair.” I said to them struggling to free myself with my hand.
“Or what?” Danilella asked me,pulling my hand away from my head giving me no support system.
Emily, Alexa and Chloe were best of friends, although I never believed they liked each other. Alexa and Chloe were only with Emily because of her money and fame in school but that was the least of my problems. How on earth did I get myself in this situation?
“You are hurting me, let go of my hair.” I pleaded.
“Fine.” Emily signaled Alexa to let me go while she also freed my hair.
“Now you are free, what are you gonna do?”
“Hit me? Have sex with Derek again to get me expelled?” Emily scoffed.
“You can tell me, it’s just me and you here Lydia.” She continued.
“How was the sex? How hard did you sleep with him to get you an A?” I couldn’t believe the disgusting thoughts Emily had. She thought I slept with Mr. Derek to get an A while I was battling to stay awake all through the night?
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” I said to them, taking a few steps away from them in an attempt to leave. Chloe grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
“Don’t you dare make the mistake of walking away from me.”
“The problem with middle class girls is that they can do anything to get what they want including selling their body for money or grades.” Emily said to me, taking a step closer.
“Enough! Don’t you dare utter another word against me.” I yelled, pointing an accusing finger towards her. For the first time in years, I gathered enough courage to speak up.
“I have had enough of your words and insults.”
“Who the hell do you think you are? Huh?” Just like I was surprised by my words, I saw the same surprise written on Emily’s face.
“Oh! the nerves. Did Derek also teach you how to talk back? Huh?” Emily grabbed my jaw and let go of it forcefully.
“Where did he touch you?” Here? She touched my neck. Here? She grabbed my breast. While Chloe and Alexa smiled, enjoying the drama.
“Stop it!” I ordered. I was getting infuriated.
Why should I? Bet your mother didn’t stop you when you took the bold step of having sex.
The next minute, my hand was on Emily’s face and I gave her a resounding slap that left me stunned.
“What did I just do ?” I thought to myself
“I….I’m … I stuttered trying to tender an apology but I couldn’t.
Emily held onto her face in shock while her puppets rushed towards her to console her. I was about to escape the situation when Emily jerked me back, gave me a resounding slap that pushed me to the ground.
How dare you raise your filthy hands to me? She questioned.
“I will make you pay for every hurt I felt.” While she was talking, Alexa rushed into the bathroom, ran back out with a bucket of water and handed it over to Emily.
“Fuck you, slut.” she threw the water at me aggressively.
I couldn’t say a word. I felt humiliated. I should have never spoken up for myself.
While I was trying to gain control of myself, Chloe brought out her phone and made a video of me drenched.
“Emily I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…..” I tried to plead but none of them were ready to listen to me.
“Now watch me expose your dirty lineage to the whole school.”
“You had the guts to raise your hands to Emily Spencer, we will make you pay.”
“Have sex while you can, cause when I’m done posting this video of yours, no one will ever look at you the same.” Chloe and Alexa threatened.
The trio walked away from me.
Lydia’s POVI woke up to the first bang on my bedroom door.Lydia! Lydia! My mom called out my name. I slipped out of my bed with weary eyes. The dark undereye I had was enough to let anyone know about my sleepless night. My face was swollen and my head was aching. After what Emily did to me the previous day, I was bound to feel that way.“I’m coming.” I said softly, searching for my slippers with my eyes half opened. I finally found it, walked up to the door and twisted the knob. My mother gave me no chance to let her in. She barged in herself.“What is the meaning of this?” She questioned me with an aggressive tone. Her tone immediately pulled me out of my sleep.“Mom?”“What is the meaning of this Lydia?” She showed me her phone and behold it was the video Chloe and Alexa had recorded of me in the bathroom with the tag “Slut exposed by student for sleeping around for grades'' written under it.My jaw dropped in disbelief. I stared at the phone with quivering lips and teary eyes. Th
Derek’s POVLydia stood beside me. Her eyes were beautiful. Her full glossy lips, her glowing skin and the strawberry scent around her was just amazing.Yes she was my student. One of my favorites. Her innocence and charming personality was something I admire the most about her.“You have been a really nice friend to me, I can't thank you enough.” Her sweet voice echoed in my ear.“I ...emm I just thought I could come say thank you”. She moved her hands closer to mine.With every word Lydia said, she moved a step closer to me. When I saw that she was almost a step away from where I was seated, I stood up.I had never seen Lydia behaving in such a way. She was always that shy and innocent young woman but today……“What are you doing?” I questioned her, still trying to be calm.What do you think I’m doing? She asked me, holding unto my wrist and pulling herself closer to me. She leaned against the table while I stood in front of her.“It’s just me and you here.”“There is no need to be s
Lydia’s POVTwenty hours had passed since the incident between me and Mr. Derek. The blood in my veins was turning cold. What if he had taken the video to Mrs. Beatrice? What then?How was I going to prove myself innocent now that there was evidence that could be used against me? I had so many questions. Throughout my entire stay in class, I struggled to swallow down a beating heart.When classes were over, I tried to avoid everyone including Emily and her entourage who were patiently waiting for me to approach them so I simply took another path home.Forty eight hours passed, then seventy two hours yet nothing. The fear of getting called out killed me faster than the guilt. It has been three days and I have yet to get any call from the principal.Mr. Derek and I haven’t set eyes on each other in those three days as I always missed his classes on purpose.I came to the realization that Mr. Derek didn’t tell the principal about what I had done. Maybe he accepted my offer? I was glad he
Lydia’s POVI jumped on him, my straight long legs wrapped around his waist while my full soft breasts rested on his rock hard chest.“Oh! Mr. Derek was good with his tongue. His soothing touch managed to erase my anxiety in the twinkling of an eye. I was still wrapped around his waist when he pinned me to the wall. His hands moved up and down my neck. It was barely two minutes but I could already feel myself getting wet. We moved away from the wall to his desk.Mr. Derek had barely dropped me when I kissed him again. His soft lips were my favorite part of his body. I tightened my grip around his waist, making sure there was no escape. I began to unbutton his shirt without breaking the bond.His hands were moving all around my body. My soft buttock, my tiny waist, my full round breasts which he kept on squeezing and pinching skillfully. When I had finished undressing him, he raised me up again and carried me to the couch inhis office. He placed me on the couch and lifted her skirt u
Lydia’s POVAfter we were done, Mr. Derek reached for the handkerchief on his desk. The same one that had been there the whole time. Taking it, he used it wiped the creamy liquid on my stomach then proceed to wipe in between my thighs where I was still soaked from our previous session. His touch was gentle as he wiped it carefully and cleaned me up. As he brushed the soft fabric against my folds moving it gently, his fingers moved along with the handkerchief, teasing me while tracing over my swollen clit. Without thinking, I spread open my thighs giving him full access. Breathless moans escaped my lips as he kept torturing me with his fingers. I want more.Mr. Derek chuckled, the deep vibration of his voice making the hair on my skin stand on edge. "You are still so wet, Lydia."Gradually, his fingers replaced the cloth and I felt the slow movement of his fingertips through my wetness. He spread my folds open, then he start moving his fingers up and down my clit, making sure I felt e
Lydia's POVI came home a stranger in my own skin. The house was dark as I sneaked in through the backdoor. Thankfully, Mom was already in bed and I don't have to explain anything. Carefully, I tiptoed to my bedroom determined not to wake her, my legs trembling with every step, as I felt a sharp pain between my legs where Mr. Derek had been touched me. My skirt rubbed against my hips, and I could still feel where he had held me tightly. I dropped my bag on the floor next to the stairs and smelled his sweat and cologne on my sweatshirt. My heart jumped. I crossed it. I have crossed that line, and there was no going back.I collapsed on the edge of the bed in my room, too stressed out to shift. The cool, crisp sheets against my overheated skin felt strange after being close to his warm body. Memories came flooding back, and I felt overwhelmed.The way his tongue had played with me down there, the way I was writhing under him as I begged him to fuck me, how he growled as he forced into
Derek's POVSex with Lydia was so fucking good.I slumped in my office chair, the air still thick with her scent, her warmth, the sound of her moans hanging in the air. My shirt was still undone, draped open, and my heart kept pounding very hard in my chest.She left half an hour ago, looking nervously over her shoulder before disappearing down the corridor. And yet, I could still feel her, sticking to my skin like a stain.The sofa was messy, with cushions out of place and a small damp spot where we had done the deal. My hands curled into fists on my thigh. The memory of her sprawled under me, legs apart, mouth open, her voice husky when she called my name made me feel a surge of heat in my lower abdomen. I should have been horrified. I should have been disgusted with myself for taking my student like that, for fucking her so hard that she whimpered into my neck, for leaving her sore and trembling.But I wasn't.I leaned back in my chair, raking a slow hand through my hair. If anythi
Lydia's POVI struggled to make it to English class, I was tired and my body was heavy with all those twisted emotions. The hallway was full of voices of people talking, laughter, and the closing of their lockers but it turned into noise as I made my way to Room 204.My hands tightened around the strap of my bag, knuckles aching. My skirt rubbed against the sore spots on my hips, reminding me of how his hands pinned me down and the marks he had left on me. Under my sweatshirt, my skin felt too warm, like my body still remembered the shape of him, the way he pushed me back into that couch and took me slowly, piece by piece.I didn't sleep.I rolled and turned till dawn, sheets tangled around my ankles, the scent of him still held tightly in the handkerchief that I stole like some lovesick fool. I dreamt of how he groaned against me, how he said my name in that guttural tone, how he kissed me like he can't get enough.Now I had to sit across from him for fifty minutes and act. Act like
Lydia's POVI stood against my locker, tracing my finger along the scratch that I made near the top last week when I've been rushing to get to English class. There was just so much noise in the hallway today. The slamming of the lockers, the laughter from the popular kids, and Principal Beatrice's voice sounding through the speaker in the hallway as she welcomed all of us to a new week in school. It was as if all the sounds were going to choke me.I held my notebook tightly against my body. My hands were still trembling. I haven't seen Emily since the party, and my chest tightened at the thought of what she was plotting next. I did everything she'd demanded. I haven't said anything about what happened that night. I hadn't even looked at Derek since. Wasn't that enough?I tucked a piece of my hair back behind my ear and shut my locker quietly. I took a deep breath and headed to class.Mr. Derek's class.My heart started racing the moment I walked in.I haven't laid eyes on him either s
Derek's POVHours later, I parked my car just a few blocks away from the party and sat inside. I couldn't bring myself to leave. The music sounded so loud in the distance and each beat thugged at my heartstring.I hate the fact that she's still inside laughing and smiling and probably still dancing with that guy from earlier. I don't like to see her struggle so hard to be okay, to fit into a world that would never understand her and protect her like I want to.Minutes later, the front door creaked open and Lydia staggered out, with Jess half dragging her. Her arm was thrown over Jess's shoulder, and her head hung down. She wasn't drunk. Not really. I knew her well enough to see past that. She was tired. Perhaps from all that dancing at the party.Jess shoved her gently into the passenger seat and drove off. And I followed them every step of the way.After dropping Lydia off, Jess said bye and left. I did not drive away. I just sat there staring at her shadow through the windows. My ha
Derek's POVAs I sat at my desk, staring at the stack of papers to mark, I couldn't help thinking about anything else other thanLydia.It was pathetic, really. A man my age, being this disturbed about a teenage girl who barely throw a glance in my way these days. Ever since she screamed at me to leave her alone, she had been ignoring me like I was a piece of paper. No smiles and no lingering glances. Just ice cold silence.And I deserved it. I know that. I let this happen by letting things get too far between us. But the way she looked at me sometimes in class while I was teaching, it said otherwise.She did miss me too. She just wouldn't admit it.I sat back in my chair, raking a hand through my hair in frustration. God, what's wrong with me? I'm losing my mind.After school hours, I saw her walking across the school parking lot. Jess accompanied her, and she was laughing lightly at something she said as they walked to her car. I shouldn't have followed them. I know that. But I did.
Lydia's POVThe bass from the speakers shook the floor as I walked into Evan's party. There were flashes of colored lights in every corner, bathing everyone in blue and purple light. The room was packed with kids from our school, some from schools nearby, and even some older kids that I have never seen before. Most of them were dancing and those that are not were playing drinking games at another corner of the room. It was loud, chaotic and alive. Much better than I expected.Jess's grip on my hand tightened. "Welcome to freedom, nerd princess." she said, yelling over the music.I laughed, feeling the tension in my chest ease a little. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.Jess pulled me towards the kitchen where drinks were laid out on a table. There was sodas, cups, and an obviously spiked punch bowl lined side by side. She poured herself a cup and poured me one too."I’m your bodyguard tonight. No creeps allowed." I took a slow sip of the drink. It tasted suspiciously sweet — too sweet.
Lydia's POVI sat on my bed staring into space instead of the book in front of me. I've stopped reading for a while. The words blurred together, forming meaningless sentences and I couldn't focus, no matter how hard I tried to.For several days now, Jess had tried to reach out to me, and I ignored her every single time. I haven't been able to shake off the guilt that I was a bad friend to her. It's so unfair and she doesn't deserve that, especially not when she's just trying to be nice.A knock sounded on my door jolting me out of my thoughts. I quickly dried my hands on my jeans and said to the person at the door. "Come in."Jess stuck her head slightly through the door with a mischievous grin on her face. Her hair was packed into a messy bun and her giant sweatshirt slipped off her right shoulder. She looked so hot."Hey, are you busy?" she said as she moved further into the room.I closed the book, pretending I had been reading. "Yeah," I said, sitting up a bit straighter.Jess wal
Lydia's POVI stared at the cold, untouched plate of food on the table in front of me, paying little attention to the loud noise coming from the students in the cafeteria. My hunger was long gone. In fact, it has been for days now.In the corner of the room behind me, I heard Emily laughing at something Chloe whispered into her ear. Alexa flipped her hair and did the same.I kept my head down wishing I could dissapear. It is not the laughing. It is not just that. It was their glance that lingered at my back wherever I went.I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw a text. The sender is Chloe. I didn't bother to open it. I knew better. They probably took funny pictures of me again.I drew my lips into a thin line and looked away, returning my phone back into my pocket. "Just breathe, Lydia. Just breathe." I tried telling myself."Hey," A soft voice sounded behind me jolting me back to the present.I lifted my chin and looked up. Jess stood in front of my table, wav
Derek's POVThe moment I found out about the truth from Chloe, guilt weighed heavily on me.This is all my fault. Lydia is going through all this because of me.I shoved my hands into my jacket pockets and started pacing the hallway waiting for Emily–the queen bee. The devil wearing a designer blazer and a short skirt.I took a quick glance at my watch. Classes were almost over. If I'm lucky, I would find her alone. I stepped away from the wall and took long strides down the corridor, my shoes echoing on the marble floor.***I did not have to search hard. I saw her outside, leaning against the science block, with a cigarette in her hand.She was giggling at something on her phone screen and I clenched my fists. She looked so innocent from a distance. If only the world knew what venom she had behind that perfect smile. I walked towards her, keeping my expression blank."Emily" I called out.She looked up sharply, her blue eyes lighting up in an instant. She tilted her head and smiled i
Derek's POVI watched as the parking lot emptied out. Students ran towards the gates as if their lives depended on it, laughing and screaming at one another.Lydia came out of the building. Her eyes was swollen like she had been crying and her usually pink lips looked pale. I saw how she tightened her grip on the books in her hands and how she flinched whenever someone walked past her.Emily walked behind her with her head held up high and Chloe and Alexa bringing up the rear like loyal soldiers.I clenched my teeth in anger. They don't even try to hide that they're using Lydia anymore. Lydia was carrying Chloe's gym bag, Alexa's schoolbooks, and Emily's annoying designer bag. All at once. Like a damn luggage carrier.And nobody seem to care. Nobody. They all stared at her without utter a word. The rumor that Emily has the whole school in her palm all made sense now. 
Derek's POVI stood against the doorframe with my arms folded behind me. As I watched the students walk past me in the hallway, I searched for one person in the crowd.Lydia Martins.I finally found her near the lockers, dragging her feet like she was carrying the whole world on her fragile shoulders. Her backpack hung loosely over her left shoulder, her uniform was in disarray, and her hair was a mess as if she didn't even take the time to brush it.But that was not all. She walked after Emily, Chloe, and Alexa, carrying their bags. Not one, not two but three backpacks.I found myself raising an eyebrow.They laughed and walked ahead of her, tossing their hair back not minding Lydia who was struggling to carry the bags. She looked like some kind of personal maid.Something pulled taut in my chest and I left my position and struggled through the crowd to catch up with her."Lydia" I shouted when I reached her. She heard but refused to slow down. "Lydia" I shouted again, this time loud