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So I'm using Leighton Meester to portray the main character 'Ella Faye' because I love her a lot. I've thought a lot about writing a student/teacher fanfic, because there is so many out there and I didn't know if I would be any good at writing one, so I thought I would give it a go. I haven't yet thought of who could portray the other main character 'Mattie Wilde' so any suggestions? I will start updating once a week, but if the story gets a lot of attention and people like it, I'll start uploading more than once a week X - Ellie X Ella's POV; Ugh I'm going to be so late to school. My alarm didn't wake me up so now I'm running so late. I text my best friend Blake to tell him I was running late so he didn't think I was dead in a ditch somewhere. "Ella! You're going to be so late if you don't hurry up!" Mum yells at me from downstairs. "I know mum!" I yell back. I grab my bag and rush downstairs. "My alarm didn't wake me up." I grumble to my mum. "Well you'd better hurry, your first lesson started 20 minutes ago." Mum tells me. "It's fine, I have Mrs Baker first and she doesn't really care. Plus my bike is incredibly fast." I grin at her. "Do not go over the speed limit Ella, I'm warning you." She glares at me. "You're so easy to wind up mum, I'll see you later." I say and kiss her on the cheek before leaving. I put my bag in the compartment under the seat of my black Yamaha YZF R1 (they don't actually have under the seat compartments but lets pretend they do because they're beautiful) and put my helmet on. I race to school, and despite mums words I did go over the speed limit, oops. After 10 minutes of driving recklessly, I get to school. I see Blakes little mini and park my bike next to it. I'm always telling him he needs to upgrade his car, but he wont because he loves his mini. I run to the main desk and sign myself in. "Ella, you're late again." The woman at the desk, Miss Smith, tells me. "Um yeah, I guess I am." I reply and rush off. Ain't nobody got time for bitchy office ladies. Blakes going to kill me for leaving him alone for half an hour. I finally reach my class and pull the door open. I scan the room for Blake and when I see him, I sit next to him. "Sorry I'm late Mrs Baker, my alarm didn't wake me up." I tell her whilst getting my s**t out my bag. "That's Mr Wilde to you." A male voice says. I look up to see heaven. A 5"11, brown eyed, brown haired beauty. "I'm Mr Wilde, your new English teacher." The god tells me. "I'm assuming you're Miss Faye?" I nod very slowly, still drinking in this masterpiece. "Told you Ella would be here Sir." Blake chirps up and snaps me out of my daydream. "Yes, well as I said earlier - and Miss Faye if you were actually here 45 minutes ago you would know - I do not tolerate lateness, and it will result in after school detention. So Miss Faye, I'll see you after school." He tells me. "Yes sir." I say. Usually I would be kicking and screaming and refusing to attend a detention, but this guy can give me detention any day of the week. I mean, I don't get a lot of detentions because I'm not like the school badass, but I've had my fair share of, shall we say - disagreements with teachers that generally lead to detentions? "Good, don't be late Miss Faye." Mr Mcgorgeous tells me. I nod at him slowly, still trying to figure him out. I wonder what kind of teacher he's going to be? I'm hoping he's not one of those stuck up ones. The bell rings signalling class is over, and I mentally slap myself for being late because I wanted to know more about him. Oh well, I guess that can happen in detention. "Have a nice rest of your day class, and see you after school Ella." He tells me sternly. "You betcha," I say before exiting the class. "You're not actually going to that detention are you El?" Blake questions me. "I might do." I mumble. "Really? Why? You never go to detentions when they're over stupid things like turning up late." He says, and he does have a point. "I know, but I just -" I start to say until I'm interrupted. "Oh my god, you've got the hots for him don't you?" He whisper shouts at me. "I don't know who you're talking about Blake." I try and act innocent but he sees right through my act. "Want me to shout it out for you?" He offers, but before he can I place my hand over his mouth to get him to shut up. "No, no, okay yes I think he's attractive okay?" I say and he grins. "I knew it. I mean he isn't bad looking for a guy, and I bet you'd have a great time if he bent you over his desk and -" He starts to say before I interrupt him this time. "Okay, okay, enough talking about him, lets go grab lunch." I tell him and he smirks. "Okay, no need to get embarrassed Mrs Wilde." He smirks, and I playfully hit him. "Never call me that again." I warn him and he grins. "On second thoughts, lets hurry and grab a snickers bar or something, you're not you when you're hungry." He references the snickers advert. "You're a dick." I grin at him. "You want my d**k? Jeez El, you want Mr Wilde's d**k and mine? You're becoming a bit of a whore." He retorts, still smirking. "I'll rip your d**k off with my own hands if you don't shut up." I roll my eyes and he laughs. *********************************************** I make my way up to Mr Wilde's classroom, whilst fixing my lipstick on the way. I was wearing the shade Brave from mac and it was my favourite lipstick. I enter his classroom to see him sitting at his desk. "Ah Miss Faye, you made it." He smiles. "Well you didn't really give me a lot of choice." I tell him. "That's true, sit down." He says and kicks out the chair opposite him. I slowly make my way over there and sit myself down. "So, how has the rest of your day been?" He asks me. How has my day been? You've given me detention as a punishment and you're asking how my day is? "Oh you know, so much fun, how has yours been Mr Wilde?" I say, smiling ever so sweetly. "Hmm I sense sarcasm, that's okay, we can just sit here in silence." He says before taking his eyes off me and gluing them to his computer screen. Are you kidding me? Fine, we can do the silent thing all day Mr dreamboat. I start tapping my knee as it's just a habit I have, and he looks up at me. He doesn't say anything, he just stares at me. "Can I help you?" I smile, again a sarcastic smile. "You're a sassy little thing aren't you? I hope you won't cause trouble for me." He says, whilst ever so slightly smirking. "I won't cause any trouble, if you don't put me in detention, oh wait - you've already done that, so I can't promise anything." I smile. "Okay, I'll do you a deal, you be a good girl, and in return I'll be good to you?" He smirks. Oh I'll be a good girl for you. I think to myself. "How are you going to be good to me? You going to start by not giving me detention for silly reasons?" I ask. "Being late is not a silly reason, especially as you were half an hour late. Being punctual is something you are going to need to do in life, all I'm doing is helping you remember that." He simply says. "Well I sure as hell won't forget now." I roll my eyes. "Good, that means I'm doing my job correctly." He smiles. "You still didn't answer my question though." I point out. "How will I be good to you? Well in more ways than you know. It could be in little ways like not calling you out in class, or sticking up for you if you get in trouble, or it could be in big ways, like helping you out with your English, as I notice you're failing at the moment." He tells me, and I stop to think for a moment. This gorgeous specimen wants to - look out for me? And all I have to do is be good? That shouldn't be hard for me as I'm about 70% good most of the time anyway. I just have this urge to be bad, as if it's going to - impress him? I push the stupid thought to the back of my head and look at him. "Okay Mr Wilde, you've got yourself a deal." I tell him and he smirks before holding out his hand and indicating for me to shake it. "Pleasure doing business with you Miss Faye." He smiles. Mattie's (Mr Wilde) POV; She took a while to agree to my proposition, but I'm glad she did. As soon as she walked into my class half an hour late this morning, she is all I have been thinking about. It's really bad considering she's underage and my student, but I just can't help it. She's absolutely gorgeous. She's about 5ft, medium length brown hair, and piercing blue eyes. I know I probably shouldn't have offered to help her out with her English, because that would mean spending time alone with her, but she did need help, and for the sake of my job, and the fact that she is underage, I would control myself. I would never ever put her in a position she didn't want to be in, as I'm not a paedophile or anything, I just think she is incredibly pretty, and I would like to know her better. "Well I guess giving you a detention came in handy." I tell her. "I guess it did." She smiles sweetly, but this time it's not a sarcastic smile, it's a genuine smile. "Well you're free to go now Miss Faye, I shall see you bright and early tomorrow, and that means 9:00, not 9:30." I smirk at her. "Wouldn't miss it for the world." She smirks back before exiting my classroom.