AU Chris Evans is a student teacher in a science classroom. He takes on the additional duty of helping with the boys’ track team and learns a little more about the teacher he works with, Alexis Warner
Warnings: None, Fluff, Language
Word Count 1235
After a warm up with the girls’ track team, Alexis Warner and Rebecca Williams take off at a steady pace around the track. The women both began teaching at the school, right out of college, nearly twelve years ago and have been best friends ever since. Due to the extracurricular activities the two young teachers sponsor, the girls don’t have much time to get to the gym during the week, so they take advantage of the free fitness opportunities they can get at school.
Alexis knows Rebecca is dying to ask her about the student teacher. “What? Just spit it out…”
“Damn, he is hot! How’s it going with Professor Hottie in your classroom all day?” Rebecca says, laughing at Alexis rolling her eyes.
“I’d hardly title him ‘Professor-“ Alexis starts, before Rebecca interrupts.
“But you do agree, he is a hottie?” Rebecca smirks.
“Fine. Yes. Dammit, he’s good looking alright. Get off my case,” Alexis growls, picking up her pace, pushing her friend to keep up with her.
“Hey, don’t snap at me. I’m not telling you that you need a relationship,” Rebecca puffs, trying to keep up with her long-legged friend’s strides. “I’m just saying you need to get laid.”
“I get laid,” Alexis laughs. “Shhh! Not so loud; the kids will hear you.”
“You teach sex ed; no big deal, right?” Rebecca bumps shoulders with her friend. “Damn, and whatever you don’t teach, they can figure out from watching him. Hell, that makes me thirsty!”
Alexis follows the gaze of her friend and the sharp intake of her breath as she sees her student teacher betrays her. She watches as he unzips his warmup coat, revealing what’s hidden underneath. Damn Under Armor. The tight gray shirt shows off his defined chest and sculpted abs, cuffed at the sleeve to accentuate his biceps. Loose blue track pants, slung low on his hips actually leave little to the imagination as he takes the field with the boys’ track team.
“Mmm… On your left,” Rebecca groans softly, licking her lips.
Laughing, Alexis reminds her friend, “You are happily engaged!”
“Yea, well Stuart doesn’t look like that!” Rebecca jokes. “If that man there looked at me the way he does you, I’d open my legs and throw this ring away!” Her face freezes when she realizes what she’s said and she reaches to her friend.
“You don’t mean that, Becs…”
“I know, I’m sorry, I’m such an insensitive ass,” Rebecca regretfully states. “I’m really sorry.”
“No, it’s fine really,” Alexis changes face. “I’m not mad, but I do need to get back into the room and do some paper work before meeting my parents for dinner tonight.”
Worried, Rebecca queries, “You sure? We’re good?”
Alexis hugs her friend quickly. “It would take more than a dumb comment like that to tear us apart, girl. Really, I’m fine. But I do need to go.”
She turns to jog across the track, just as she notices Chris moving towards them. She sighs. She knows she’s been a bitch all week. Damn. She waves at him, shouting, “Good job this week! I’ll see you Monday!”
He calls out a response, but she doesn’t stop to listen. I can play nice, but I don’t actually have to BE nice.
Chris slows his pace, jogging backwards in order to watch her race away. He smiles at the sway of her ass with each steady footfall on the ground; the way her yoga pants showcase her tight calves. Fuck. Think something else; you cannot get a hard on in front of all these kids. He observes her interacting with some of the students, and likes the ease of her personality with the kids. Didn’t help… She disappears around the side of the bleachers and he speeds to join up with the young English teacher, Miss Williams.
“Hey, Mr. Evans, how’s it going down in the science labs?!” Rebecca asks, her voice filled with curiosity.
Chris smiles at her apparent interest, seeing the flash of lust in her eyes, but not mistaking the ring sparkling on her hand. The ring she is nervously spinning on her finger… “Call me Chris, really. No, it’s been good. Teaching science has always been my dream. Miss Warner is an amazing teacher. I’m learning a lot from her.”
Smiling, Rebecca agrees. “She’s the best! Our kids here are really lucky!”
Continuing her run, Chris slows his pace to match hers. “They’re great kids, she definitely knows their talents and how to make them shine. She’s great with them… Not too open with adults? Men? What’s her story?”
Rebecca sighs. “Oh, is she being a bitch?”
Chris thinks carefully; he knows this conversation will get replayed later over the phone between the two women. “I didn’t say that. She’s just made it very obvious she doesn’t want me in her class. And she’s pretty contemptuous towards the principal too, so I’m just trying to figure it out.”
“Aw, god, Vishure is an ass. He’s so two-faced, so be careful. Spend more time in the teacher’s lounge. That’s where you’ll really learn what you need to know… They just butt heads over budgets and stuff. He wants her to take teams to competitions and events, to make us look good to the school board, but he doesn’t want to give her money.” Rebecca breathes fast to keep up her pace and the conversation. “But you didn’t hear that from me.”
Chris chuckles. “Scout’s honor; I won’t tell a soul. And Miss Warner?”
Rebecca stops and begins to stretch. He can see her measuring him up, trying to decide if she should share information about her friend with this relative stranger. “You didn’t hear this from me either… She’s kind of sworn off men for a while. About eighteen months ago, three weeks before her wedding, she found out her fiancé was cheating on her. She’s just not very trusting yet.”
“Damn,” Chris exhales, “that’s harsh!”
Rebecca nods her agreement. “It left her a little broken; not very trusting. So, yea, it could be an “all men suck” kinda thing, but I think with you and your situation, it’s just really a bad time of year to have a student teacher,” Rebecca continues to stretch, indicating she’s done with her workout. Chris takes her cue, but knows he will finish up with the boys’ track team. “She has top scores every year, and the review is important, and everything she would normally do to get the kids ready for state science fair will now be on your shoulders. Maybe you’ll understand when you’ve been teaching as long as we have, but it’s scary to give up control of your classroom.”
Rebecca and Chris exchange a little more small talk and take their leave of one another, the woman mentioning she was off to meet her fiancé for dinner. Chris admires her movements as she leaves the track also, but the ring said everything he needed to hear about her. Control; there’s that word again, he thinks to himself, wondering what to do now that he has this insider information about the master teacher.
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