Detention... from the other side

Logan scrolled through his phone, desperately trying to keep his nerves in check as he sat behind the teacher's desk in the detention room. It was strange, from this perspective... he had always been one of the students sitting opposite, in the detention row.

He didn't show it but he was jittery with nerves. He'd assumed (rightfully so) that the kids in the present would be just as bad as he was and he was correct. He'd so far confiscated four vapes from Mitchell Albrecht (in the last twenty minutes!) who was serving a seemingly never-ending detention sentence for vaping on school grounds- and each time he was caught, more was added on. Logan didn't want to do the math but he suspected if you totalled all of Mitchell's punishments he'd be serving two lifetimes of detention.

He had kept a close eye on Mitchell but was also keeping a keen eye on the others. Bobby Hernandez and Maya Woodleigh had been caught fucking in the bathroom and had been written up. Logan had just separated them after he caught Maya jerking Bobby off literally in front of him, and the two were now eye-fucking across the room, with Bobby making some very... disconcerting hip movements.

Logan fixed his eyes on Maya. He honestly couldn't blame Bobby- if a girl looking like Maya had given him that kind of attention in high school, he'd have maximised his time with her before she dumped him. Maya was beautiful by all standards- iridescent grey eyes, calculatedly perfect makeup, plump lips with tantalizingly shiny gloss on them with flowing raven hair.

And that wasn't even touching on her body, which Logan was able to see quite above of thanks to her cropped green sweater which was plunging dangerously low as well as her risque denim skirt that she was now rolling up and...

"Jesus Christ, Maya!" Logan exclaimed, standing up and striding to the girl. Maya squeaked, bunching her skirt up and sitting upright, facing him with an adorably guilty face. Logan strode over, standing tall over her as she bit her lip and busted out the baby eyes. Damn! She was good. But Logan was better.

"I'm so... so sorry Mr. Sawyer!" She whimpered, but not in a scared way. Logan rubbed his temples and sighed.

"You two are making the entire room uncomfortable-"

"Oh, I'm cool with it! I saw her pussy!" Mitchell suddenly interjected. Logan groaned.

"Not now, Mitch- you said what?"

"WHAT'D YOU SAY, BOY?" Bobby suddenly roared, flying off his seat. Logan charged forward, tackling the boy onto a table and holding him back while he struck off an admittedly incredible stream of vulgarities in the direction of a laughing Mitchell.

"Easy, easy, easy!" Logan hissed, roughly manhandling the boy and plopping him into his seat. Bobby let out what he must've thought was a menacing growl but was really nothing more than a purr with a small voice crack. Satisfied Bobby was calmed, Logan spun around... to see Mitchell puffing on another vape.

"Mitchell!" Logan hissed, jogging over and snatching the vape out of his hands. The boy laughed as Logan stomped back to his desk. Mitchell should've been expelled by now- he'd broken school code enough to be expelled from every school in Fuchs County, yet he stayed. He made a note to ask Josephine about that one.

"Right... Maya, is that gum?" Logan asked. Maya flipped her lips into a pout before darting her tongue across them.

"Yeah..."

Logan sighed heavily again. Now he knew why Jo seemed permanently tired. He strode back over to Maya and held a tissue out.

"Spit."

Maya stared up at him wide-eyed. Logan flinched at the sight... she looked awfully similar to what Sarah looked like whenever she sucked him off... and Maya was at the right height...

He snapped out of it, glaring pointedly at Maya, who gave a smirk that seemed surprisingly knowing... did she know? There's no way right? He must be imagining things.

"Whatever you say, Mr. Sawyer." Maya purred before she slowly puckered her lips. Logan watched, unamused as the wad of bright prink edged out before plopping down onto the tissue, a sticky string of saliva connecting the gum to Maya's plush lips. "And please refrain from flashing your genitals at everyone, Ms. Woodleigh. No one wants to see that- be silent, Mr. Albrecht, or I might let Bobby have his way with you this time- and it's also grounds for sexual harassment."

Logan rolled his eyes in what he hoped was a decent cover for the raging arousal he was feeling and Maya's expression before tossing the tissue and the bin and going back to his phone.

"Maya?" He suddenly questioned. The girl looked back up.

"Yes, Mr. Sawyer?" She purred.

"Any idea where Hailey and Kehlani are? They're meant to be here." Logan asked, referring to Maya's best friends. He internally hoped she'd say she wouldn't know, because Logan was honestly dreading the thought of having to answer more of their questions.

"Mmm... Hails just texted me- she'll be over in a sec!" Maya answered. Logan nodded before his head darted back up.

"Texted? Maya do you have your phone on you?" Logan asked, a tense edge cracking through his voice. Maya looked up dumbly before nodding. It took every fibre of strength in Logan's body to not bash his head into the table.

"For heaven's sake, Maya. Bring it up here! No phones in detention! This shouldn't be new stuff, guys!" Logan exclaimed. Dutifully, Maya stood up and she sauntered over to the desk. Logan fought to keep his eyes off the hypnotic sway of her hips, and settled on making eye contact with her as she sashayed to him before she bent over, resting her elbows on the desk and very unsubtly arching her back so Logan got a a full view of her upper breasts.

Fighting to keep eye contact, Logan took the phone and placed it back in the drawer. He looked up and saw Maya still there, staring at him expectantly.

"Yes, Ms. Woodleigh?" Logan questioned. To his surprise, instead of a witty retort, Maya flinched, as if she had been snapped back to reality from being deep in thought,

"N-nothing!" She sqeuaked before putting her game face back on, giving Logan another long, unmistakably seductive look before sashaying back to her seat, exaggerating the swing of her hips such that Logan could see her ass sway with each step. God, it was going to be a looooong detention.