Aliasfan20
Cadet
Chapter One.
Sydney watched as he entered the class room.
He was new. . .
She leaned back in her chair watching as he approached the desk his leather briefcase a dark navy very similar to the dark Armani Suit he was wearing.
The entire idea was so ridiculous. . .
How could someone like him be her new teacher?
'I would love him to teach me' Sydney mused.
'But not science. . .'
No presently she'd rather have him take her from this boring, annoying class room and teach her skills. . .
That were normally only aquired in a bedroom.
He set his briefcase down on the desk and faced the class, a group of bored and preposterously rich kids.
"My Name is Julian Sark.
As you all must know i am new here." he began his almost feminine eyebrows raised disdainfully.
"Today we talk about the dynamics of Reproduction."
he continued as he began to write on the blackboard.
Sydney held her hand up and Stared up at him with her eyebrows raised innocently.
"May. . I ask a question. . .Sir. . " she exaggerated the last word in her sentense and heard her friend Kelly Peyton Laugh sarcastically.
Sark slowly approached her desk.
"Ms Bristow? Yes you may go ahead." he said coming to stand next to her desk.
"How does one reproduce?" she asked batting her eyelashes innocently up at him.
For one brief moment he almost seemed caught off guard by her bold question.
Then he slowly leaned forward his evil cunning blue eyes peering into hers.
"What type of mammal are you talking about Ms Bristow?" he drawled.
She smiled wickedly.
"Why the human of course."
He stared at her for a long moment before replying.
"Sexual intercourse is obviously the most common way. . ." he began.
She smiled and held her hand up.
"Thank you so much. . .Sir." she purred and she could see he was trying not to laugh.
After class was over and all the students had left Sydney slithered up to his desk.
"Mr Sark. . .May i ask you for a favour?" she asked her mouth in a pretty pout.
He glanced up from the papers on his desk and studied her with abandon.
She felt herself flush slightly as he glanced at her low cut blouse.
"Yes." he said eventually.
"Can you tutor me? Please? Im really falling behind in my studies." she pouted.
He considered this pondering the fact that he knew he shouldnt agree after all no
Teacher was allowed to tutor their students individually. . .
"Yes. . .Ok Sydney i will . . "
"Hows tonight?" she asked quickly.
He raised his eyebrows.
"Tonight is fine Sydney."
she grinned at him and then sashayed out of the class room.
Peyton was waiting for her.
"He's perfect for you. . .
Just your type actually." Peyton laughed a wicked gleam in her eyes.
"He's married. . .To an extremely boring woman. . .And get this. He appears to be even richer than your mother."
Sydney laughed.
"Corrupting him shouldnt be so hard then." she mused.
Then she frowned.
"Damn! My mom wants me to go on some stupid Rambaldi retrieving mission tonight. . .I already made a date with Sark though. . ."
Peyton raised her eyebrows.
"A Date?"
Sydney smiled.
"Yes. . .Definately. . . "
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Sydney watched as he entered the class room.
He was new. . .
She leaned back in her chair watching as he approached the desk his leather briefcase a dark navy very similar to the dark Armani Suit he was wearing.
The entire idea was so ridiculous. . .
How could someone like him be her new teacher?
'I would love him to teach me' Sydney mused.
'But not science. . .'
No presently she'd rather have him take her from this boring, annoying class room and teach her skills. . .
That were normally only aquired in a bedroom.
He set his briefcase down on the desk and faced the class, a group of bored and preposterously rich kids.
"My Name is Julian Sark.
As you all must know i am new here." he began his almost feminine eyebrows raised disdainfully.
"Today we talk about the dynamics of Reproduction."
he continued as he began to write on the blackboard.
Sydney held her hand up and Stared up at him with her eyebrows raised innocently.
"May. . I ask a question. . .Sir. . " she exaggerated the last word in her sentense and heard her friend Kelly Peyton Laugh sarcastically.
Sark slowly approached her desk.
"Ms Bristow? Yes you may go ahead." he said coming to stand next to her desk.
"How does one reproduce?" she asked batting her eyelashes innocently up at him.
For one brief moment he almost seemed caught off guard by her bold question.
Then he slowly leaned forward his evil cunning blue eyes peering into hers.
"What type of mammal are you talking about Ms Bristow?" he drawled.
She smiled wickedly.
"Why the human of course."
He stared at her for a long moment before replying.
"Sexual intercourse is obviously the most common way. . ." he began.
She smiled and held her hand up.
"Thank you so much. . .Sir." she purred and she could see he was trying not to laugh.
After class was over and all the students had left Sydney slithered up to his desk.
"Mr Sark. . .May i ask you for a favour?" she asked her mouth in a pretty pout.
He glanced up from the papers on his desk and studied her with abandon.
She felt herself flush slightly as he glanced at her low cut blouse.
"Yes." he said eventually.
"Can you tutor me? Please? Im really falling behind in my studies." she pouted.
He considered this pondering the fact that he knew he shouldnt agree after all no
Teacher was allowed to tutor their students individually. . .
"Yes. . .Ok Sydney i will . . "
"Hows tonight?" she asked quickly.
He raised his eyebrows.
"Tonight is fine Sydney."
she grinned at him and then sashayed out of the class room.
Peyton was waiting for her.
"He's perfect for you. . .
Just your type actually." Peyton laughed a wicked gleam in her eyes.
"He's married. . .To an extremely boring woman. . .And get this. He appears to be even richer than your mother."
Sydney laughed.
"Corrupting him shouldnt be so hard then." she mused.
Then she frowned.
"Damn! My mom wants me to go on some stupid Rambaldi retrieving mission tonight. . .I already made a date with Sark though. . ."
Peyton raised her eyebrows.
"A Date?"
Sydney smiled.
"Yes. . .Definately. . . "
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