JOHNNY was walking down the hallway with music playing soundly in his ears. It was now 7th period, him just being released from the principal's office as well as the bell ringing. He decided on skipping study hall, not wanting to be bothered with anyone in that class, not this school, really.
He felt a pair of hands grab onto his arm, pulling him harshly into a vacant classroom and he gasped, wondering who would've gone the distance.
"Johnny." A girl's voice giggles that he could easily identify, it's Mackenzie.
"Oh, you." He said, pulling the AirPods from his ear, jogging to lock the door and grabbing onto her waist, "How'd you know I'd be there?"
"I saw you leave the principal's office and found a classroom to take you in."
"Okay, wrong choice of words, Kenz..." He chuckles lightly, "So, what did Mrs. Mansfield say about the partnership?"
Mackenzie looked down sadly, "We're partners..."
Johnny's eyes light us in excitement, "Really?! Why are you pouting, Babygirl? That's good news..." He places a single finger on her chin so she's looking up at him.
"Mrs. Mansfields knows about my mom not wanting us to be together. Actually, all of my teachers know."
"Oh..."
"We'll have to be extremely discreet, Johnny. We might not even be able to talk during school now- only science..."
Johnny frowns as well, "That's okay, we'll talk about science stuff outside of class, and other stuff during."
"What?"
"We can't only work during school... even our teacher said it's a long project, we can work at my house."
"Wouldn't we use that time for us instead, since we'll have a longer time?"
Johnny smirks, pulling her closer to him by the waistband of her skirt, kissing her neck gently, "That depends... what do you wanna use that time for?"
Mackenzie doesn't respond, the feeling of Johnny's lips on her neck throwing her off, "That's okay, Babygirl, I know of your intentions." Johnny picks her up, sitting her on the edge of a desk and settles between her legs.
"It's been a while, Daddy..."
Johnny pulls away, a devilish smirk on his face, "Actually, it's only been a few days, but now I know you can't get enough."
"Hmmh." She moans out with a shake of her head, "Let's get out of here..." She whispers.
Johnny looks in her eyes, "Don't you have a class to get to? If I'm not mistaken," He begins, checking the clock behind her, "Class started 5 minutes ago..."
"I don't care."
Johnny kisses her forehead,"Go to class, Babygirl. We don't want any suspicion involving us." His parted lips move closer to Mackenzie's, poking his tongue before licking her bottom lip, promptly and lurking away almost as quick.
Johnny moves away from her slouched body. "Daddy, please." She squeezes her thighs together, reaching out to grip onto his shoulder.
Johnny swiftly grabs it, though, doing what he always does, and tightens his grip on her dainty wrist, significantly.
Johnny's mouth moves closer to her ear as Mackenzie whimpers in pain, "What did I say, hm?"
"You told me t-to go to cl-class-"
"That's right. So fucking go." He snarls, letting go with her wrist. Mackenzie doesn't move, making even more Johnny frustrated, he didn't want to pull anything other than the wrist bit-she was too soft for that.
But Johnny wraps a single hand around her neck, not adding any pressure though, "Go to class, now, Mackenzie. It won't be pretty if you don't."
Mackenzie slips from Johnny's grip, leaving her to pick up her backpack, her hand running over the now darkened spot around her wrist.
"I-I'm sorry, Daddy." She rushes out, making her way to the door.
Johnny sighs when she leaves, running his hands over his face and glancing around the classroom, noticing something he hadn't before.
A surveillance camera.
"Oh, fuck."
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the kissing booth WHOMST?! BYE! 😳
