i stole his underwear & he stole my heart! (head mistriss&delinquent)

I stole his underwear & he stole my heart! part 6

Chapter 6.

"Ms. Ross. Please solve this equation."

"Ughhhhhh...About that...I have this condition...i tend to pull answers out of my ass so don't expect a right one."

-7+ (36% of -45) = (78)(82) - -12

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"5...?"

~ ~ ~ 5 min. later~ ~ ~

"Well! Don't blame me for my dumbnessity." Hey it was a word in my mind.

"You are Mistress of this school! you must send a good example for the students! i subject you to tutoring every DAY!"

"Oh yea? i subject you to a piece of poo!"

"OUT!"

I have to deal with a meanie jerk hot smexiyummyumhumunahumanahumana-

Fuck. Bad hormones BAD!!

Maybe Hannah could tutor me--she's a nerd.

"Ok, Mr. Old Guy, I'll get me a tutor."

"Good, I'm sure Mr. Rousseau would love tutoring you."

GASP! heart attack, stroke, whatever happens when you eat too many cheeseburgers! NOOOOOoooooOOOHHOHOOHOOOOOo!

"Your plotting with him aren't you!?? ASSISTANT TO THE SPAWN OF SATAN!"

"...Ok, Paisley honey, are you taking any medication? ...weed? crack? ...going on psychadelic journeys with shrooms? I know how fun these things can be bu--"

"You crazy old man, I'm not a crack head I SPEAK NO LIES!"

This was bad, I can't be in the same room with HIM without attempt of murder, going at him like a monkey in heat, vandelism, or lamp-throwing...I could DIE from lack of death on his part!

Eh. Life hates me.

Darn you jesus!

"You--go put your finger in your butt. Me--go put a pillow over SOMEBODY's head, and YOU!" I pointed to the creepy janitor.

"Your okay." thumbs up for you Phillip!

"mmmrmff."

Ohhh-KAY..... MOVING ON!

~ ~ ~ ~ Tonight ~~~~~

"You would need an army of Asian children with their abicus' to teach you 2 + 2."

"Shut up pigeon, and READ!"

"...You just---I don't even want to TRY telling you what a moronic statement that was."

"Blehhhhh!" yes, tongue sticker outer action! I must admit though, he was looking FINE this evening. Probably because he was wearing his reading glasses (talk nerdy to me baby!) and smoking a cigaret at the same time (be my bad boy!) I mean, he was the perfect example of a teenage girl's fantasy guy.

1. SUPER RICH! 2. Foreign! 3. Sexy 4. dangerous 5. nerdy 6. a jerk 7. a playboy... dam i could go on for days....

"You get this and divide it against the denominator--it's called an EQUATION... maybe you've heard of it."

"Shoo pest, go away. Course I've heard of it, I'm not that dumb."

"...I beg to differ."

"UGH!!!" I fell back on my my bed.

"Math hurts my brain."

"That happens to blondes when they attempt to think, don't worry it's quite common."

"I"ve never been good at it--failed every class."

"Yes, yes. I see. Your retarded--Move on."

"I like english better, no brain farts just reading and writing."

"...You think i enjoy your brain's flatulence? please stop talking, I could catch your stupidity."

"You know, your so easy to talk to."

"...Shut up woman." I turned and watched a slow blush make it's way up to his cheeks and I think my soul just flouted away and came back with some confetti and coolers to start this party.

EEEEEEEKKK!!

"Caleb?"

"Don't say my name. You'll get it dirty." he muttered.

"Caleb, Caleb, Caleb..."

"ugh. Stop. Your creeping me out." I got up and ruffled his hair.

"Your a nice guy."

"...The power of Christ compels you, back demon from whence you came..."

"Shut up!" i laughed and he allowed himself a smile, and we were having a MOMENT.

Maybe he's not such an ass after all.

"Okay...Now it's time for you to put out." he opened his arms as if waiting for me to fall into them.

"CALEEBB!!!!!!"

Scratch, that he is such an AASSS!!

~ ~ ~ 20 minutes later of brain farts and numbers ~ ~

"I've had it--Your impossible to teach!"

"Well, It's not my fault your- like--the worst tutor ever!"

"WHAT???? I tutored genius's at Yale!"

"Well...they were dumber than me..."

"THAT MAKES NO SENSE! god Pumpkin your so stupid!"

UGH!! He's so annoying, what do I see in him?! ...ok, I see his ass, but that's beside the point here!

"You smell like dirty diapers!" HA!

"You smell like fish and semen!" GASP! that was.. below the belt dude.

"You have no fashion sense!" i threw back at him.

"I'm wearing custom made Armani, your wearing bargain mart shorts!" GASP! what??

"These are Juicy!" But he took it wrong.

"We all know how hot your ass is, get over yourself!"

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Hot?

MY ass?

"I LOVE YOU!" I hugged him as if he were spongebob at disney world. He just made my year, no one has ever complimented my body before! Beautiful eyes, heart stopping smile..all that bullshit was nothing compared to 'hot ass' YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!

"Ahhh-whe-where are you touching?!!" he stuttered and looked at me as if i was mentally unstable.

"Your such an awesome person."

"...That coming from the girl who said i smell like dirty diapers."

"uhhh...about that..."

He rolled his eyes. "You better be an amazing fake fiance for what I'm investing in you, girl."

"Uh,I HAVE a name."

"Pumpkin."

"Your so awesome."

"...The power of Christ compels you..."

Author: Aren't they adorable??? Stay tuned, because Caleb's brother is coming along for the ride! the smexy Tiger Francoise Rousseau, humanahumana *drools*