So I enroll in Roach_tacos band class and what not. Knowing dayum well I only know how to play the cello 🤠. But it was worth a try I guess chile-. As I walk in the chilly ass band room, I suddenly lock eyes with the scrumptious finger-licking good fine ass mf band teacher. His blue orbs— (LMFAOAOA I HAD TO SAY IT-) "— met my dark shit brown ones. P h e w— buttaflies chile- 😩🦋.
As I sat down next to Roach_tacos on them hard ass mf'in chairs, I couldn't keep my eyes off of Mr. Smith's side profile. "Gir- YOU THERE?!?! 🤨" Roach_tacos don caught me daydreaming."That sharp ass jawline can slice, dice, and cut me open . I just wanna caress it and have him di—"
"HELLOOO??!!" Roach_tacos don caught me daydreaming and shii,, AGAIN!! 🙄
"Chile- I don knocked the fawking wind outta myself. "
I leaned over to tell her;
"SO YOU WASN'T GONNA TELL ME HOW FOINE YO MF'IN BAND TEACHER IS??? 🙄" I'd whispered-screamed (or whateva it's called-).
"Gir- bye." Roach_tacos went to sit next to Sinjin (iykyk 😏).
As she walked to the other side of the classroom, I can still feel his eyes staring at me. I look back and found him standing like a mf'in titan behind the conductor's music stand. So segsy 😩. As class begins to start, I didn't know wtf to do. I didn't know how to play any of this shiiz. So I pulled out my mf'in kazoo I got from the dollar store. All I knew how to play was Hot Cross Buns 💔.
Everyone was taking out their instruments one by one, and then there was me. I stood out from the crowd obviously 😏. As Mr.Smith walked around making sure everybody's tuning there instruments, (do y'all tune y'all's instruments in band 🤠? I wouldn't know my ass in orchestra- 👩🏽🦯) he stopped by my stand. He leaned over me, almost towering over me.
"Um- Ms. Gorilla Grip?" he said in confusion.
"Yes sir? 😏" I'd answered while my puthy started doing laps in my pants chile (Ms. C00ter can't get a hold of herself I swear- 🤚🏽).
"Where's your instrument~?" he slurred his words while slanting his eyes at me. It's almost if he was teasing me in away-
"This is my instrument sir-"
"Well that's too bad, now isn't it?~" he interrupted me while putting a finger on my lips. It kinda tasted like- a casserole 😟?
"Well if you want extra credit~ then you're gonna have to stay after class young lady.~" he whispered in my ear.
[ he should've just whispered "you can save 50% of car insurance with Geico 😏🐸🤺~" but go off Mr. Smith 🙄- ]
"I- o-ok sir-" I stuttered. I was getting all gushy and shiiz from his words. 👩🏽🦼💨
"It's yes sir when talking to me." he said while lifting my chin.
Lordt have mercy I'm boutta bust- 🧎🏽♀️.hey babes ✨. SO this just part one ahaha~ we ain't finished yet purrrr 💃🏾💃🏾
➪ [p.s- y'all this my first time doing this tee hee so I'm not gonna take this shiiz serious 🙈]
Roach_tacos this ones for you bae 😽💯😈‼️🏋🏽♀️🥶
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❝ 𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙤𝙢𝙚 -❞ 😩.
Fanfictionumm... 👩🏽💻 this a reader x @Roach_tacos band teacher purrrr 😩💦 not showing any pictures of that foine ass mf 🙄 cuz a bitch not tryna get sued PLEASE 👩🏽🦼💨