Teacher

The first day of class was always nerve-wracking for both students and teachers. Sophie wasn't immune to this anxiety by any means. What would the students think of her? Would she have any trouble kids? Could she handle this? She'd told herself that she wouldn't know until she was actually in class, for what little comfort that gave.

The first day proved to be a mixed bag from the get-go. She had plenty of students, both good and bad. Of course, there were the usual cliques: nerds, popular kids, jocks, etc. she didn't have too much of a problem with it, but she didn't like some of the looks the students gave her.

The bullish jocks looked at her like she was their prey. The nerds looked at her like she was a fantasy for them. The popular girls looked at her with scorn thanks to her distracting the jocks from them. Everyone else seemed to be minding their own business, especially the quiet kid in the back.

She knew his family pretty well; Nate had always been skinny and shy and that often made him the target of, well, everyone. She'd promised his mom that she'd watch out for him this year. Well, as much as she could. After all, she had a whole class to teach.

The class started off fine enough, but every now and then, she caught some of the guys bothering Nate. The ringleader, Trent, was the worst of all, often ignoring her warnings and chastisements. It was only the first day and she was ready to be done! With little recourse, she told Trent that he'd have to stay behind after class. This seemed to make Nate cheer up a bit all the while earning a groan from Trent.

"You have to know why I kept you after class, right?" Sophie asked, crossing her arms and giving him a glare.

"Because I'm just so attractive that you needed me all to yourself?" He flashed her a grin and leaned back in his chair.

"Ugh. You were being disruptive in class. And you were bothering another student. It's the first day! You're 18! You're all adult! Act like one!" She was exasperated. Perhaps she could have handled it with more tact... oh well!

Trent stood up and took a few steps towards her, "you sure that's it? You didn't just keep me back so you could have some fun with me?"

"Of course not! You're my student! And even if you weren't, I would never entertain the idea of being with someone like you," she huffed and crossed her arms. It was like he wasn't even listening!

He closed the distance, backing her up against the whiteboard. "Nah, I bet you're just the kind of woman for me. You act all tough and kind, but you're really just a huge slut looking for a good man to tame you. Don't worry: I'm up for the task."

She pushed him back and walked a few feet away from him. "Keep this up and you'll find yourself suspended before the week's up." She couldn't hide her flushed cheeks. She didn't know how to respond to this. He was so brazen and cocky.

Trent held his hands up, "just having some fun, Ms. Sophie. That's all." His grin told her otherwise, but she was looking for any excuse to get him out of this classroom.

"Well, see to it that you behave better in class," she shot back, returning to her desk. "You can go."

With his cocky smile, he walked right out. Sophie let out a sigh of relief before hearing another person enter. What now? "Oh! Nate." She warmed up considerably and gave him a smile. "Come in. Is everything okay?"

He took a few steps in and closed the door behind him. "Um... Thank you for helping me in class. I'm sorry if it made your first day difficult..."

She immediately shot up and ran over to him before pulling him into a hug. His face pressed tightly against her breasts, though she wasn't too conscious of that. "I hate bullies. If you have any trouble with them going forward, just let me know and I'll handle them for you." When she let him go, she saw the red on his face and tent in his pants. Whoops...

"Ah, uh, yea. I just wanted to, uh... thank you. That's all." He quickly turned to leave before rushing out of the room.

Well, as far as first days went, it wasn't the worst, but it wasn't the best. Unknown to her, though, someone had their eyes on her. They had plans for her and she was none the wiser.