THE DARE: hit on my highschool teacher

Rumours are said to start from somewhere then it spreads like a wildfire in the woods burning down every tree it passes, the wind being of major help.

The latest rumour in Christon high wasn't about the sixteen year old cheerleader who got assaulted by her math teacher nor was it about how Dav dumped his boyfriend in the middle of a game.

As Cephan Miller walked down the hallway, eyes followed, and the murmurs were very much audible.

He opened his locker and took a book from it and as he shut it, his teammate's face popped up.

"Hey, Miller," he greeted, giving him their not-too -secret team handshake.

"What's up bro, heading to class?" He asked bluntly as though two girls weren't giggling behind him.

"Sure."

They walked in silence although the eyes that stared in judgement said a lot, the whispers of both disapproval, gossip and daydreaming filled the hall as they strode past the hall.

"They're asking what dating your teacher feels like," Jacob finally spoke, breaking the silence.

Cephan shrugged, pretending not to know what had just said.

"Date my teacher? Who the fuck said I was dating a teacher?"

"The entire school, bro. Some guy said he saw you guys kissing and you've been frequenting her office too," Jacob explained, telling how some kid found him in a questionable position with a certain Miss Abby Sean.

Cephan suddenly remembered the shadow that ran after Abby had closed the door. He laughed rubbing his temple.

"People always want something to talk about. Last time it was that basketball captain, Cephan Miller in a relationship with David Brown-" he sighed before adding, "Dav is basically my long time enemy, and now it's that I'm in a relationship with some boring teacher. Come on, they should pick a side!"

Jacob laughed as they reached the classroom.

"You're right though, they should really pick a side, and even if you were in a relationship, it's not some boring ass teacher, right?"

Cephan gave an awkward grin and turned to enter the class.

"Coming for a smoke?"

"Nah, I'll pass," he said, entering the class.

He needed to have a talk with Abby before things went out of hand, after all rumours hardly died in Christon high except one gave a reason for it to.

***

One cup of coffee

A warm blanket and a woman by the side - a sexy woman.

"I called in sick from work because I needed to speak with you, Miss... Abby," Cephan said, taking a sip from his coffee.

He called in sick from work and they gladly gave him the permission to even stay a week away if he wanted to after all he had worked overtime for two years straight without breaking down.

He needed the break, although he didn't plan to stay a week off work - he needed the money most.

"I know, I heard about those stupid rumours," Abby replied, her fingers resting on his shoulder. He shivered at her touch, aware of how dangerous she was.

He bit his lips hard then spoke, "It's the truth anyways. I ended up putting you in my mess, Abby."

Abby inched closer to him, glancing at his handsome face. He looked like a Greek god except his eyes were never bright enough.

She knew about his family but never thought to pry and it seemed he didn't want to talk about it.

"Your mess? Hah... I'm the adult here anyways. It's our mess Ceph, and we'll find a way to stop it," she said, taking a slice of cake from the plate that sat quietly on the small table.

Cephan dropped the cup and turned to face her, his lips quivered which made him all the more tempting to touch.

"It's just been really hard for me and involving you I'm my shit was really selfish of me. Maybe we should just stop what we're doing, you might get fired."

He wished he could regret ever starting this thing they had for each other but he couldn't.

It had to stop some way or she'd be in deep trouble. His heart ached so he rubbed it gently with his index and middle finger.

"Do you regret it?" She asked, her brown eyes staring right at his soul. Abby's eyes were glassy, she didn't know why she acted vulnerable and pitiful in front of this guy. Her eyes began to tear up, and holding it in was no longer an option so it fell down her cheeks.

"No. I want to, but I can't-"

Cephan brushed his finger against her cheeks wiping her tears even though fresh ones fell.

"You know what?" She looked at him curiously, not sure of what he wanted to say.

"What?" She asked.

A smile appeared on Cephan's face, he took her face and brought it close to his. He whispered,

"Let's fuck."

***

Cephan wondered why the fuck the streetlights were going on and off. He walked alone, his hands in his pocket while he thought of how far his relationship with Abby had gone. Three weeks already passed and he already explored every bit of her.

He somewhat felt guilty for denying Miss Abby in front of Jacob but it was needed.

He still never asked her age, but he knew he didn't really care.

Thinking of her made his heart beat fast, and he bit his lips to hold in his groan.

"Yooo, brother," someone called.

Cephan rolled his eyes already knowing who that was. A deep voice that annoyed every bit of him and his minions following behind him.

David Brown.

"Yo, Dav," he said, turning to face them.

Dav came towards him, his guys following him, they all had a cigar in their mouth except Christian Waner who had a lollipop stuck in his mouth.

"The rumours are rather pleasing to the ear," he said, puffing out smoke.

Dav placed the cigar between his lips and sucked it in hard, he took a step closer and blew it on Cephan's face.

"Care for a smoke?"

Cephan rolled his eyes before taking the cigar. "Handing me a cigar still doesn't explain why you're tailing me. Prolly one of your boys who spread that rumour?" He asked sucking in the air from the cigar.

"Nah, we're here to invite you to a party," Chuck said, pulling out a paper from his pocket and handing it to him.

Cephan glanced through it without grabbing a word from it. He wasn't going to come as long as they were the ones hosting it or even attending it.

"I'll pass, I gotta go," he said, turning to leave.

"We have a surprise - something to do with your teacher. You'll love it, it's this Saturday," Dav said and that piqued his interest.

They wanted to say something about Abby at the party. His eyes widened at the thought of them knowing about their class- office sex.

"I'll be there," he grumbled, throwing the cigar on the floor and walking out.

Those bastards had struck a nerve in him, and he wasn't going to let them go scot free.