Chapter Tags: angst, mentions of cheating, mentions of inappropriate relationship, inappropriate thoughts, Teacher/student relationship
Chapter WC: 2828
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Jensen’s POV
Jensen’s surprisingly nervous about Y/N’s first day. He wants her to do well and like it, of course, but he is also a little apprehensive about how much she’s going to act out. Already he’s had to punish her for sneaking out at night to God knows where to spend time with some stranger – no doubt a man much older than her, if her track record is anything to go by. Y/N has never been shy about what she gets up to, she likes to wave it in Jared’s face. While Jared can recognise it’s just a big flashing I need help sign, Jensen’s not sure that Y/N can recognise that for herself. And Jared, as hard as he tries, just can’t really fix her in the way she needs. He can’t bring her mother back or say anything that’ll make Y/N realise that it was never her fault. They’ve all tried so hard to keep Y/N’s memories of her Mom good ones, despite everything. Jared will probably never tell Y/N about Cait cheating on him with her boss, about the fights they had, or Jared’s determination to make things work for their daughter’s sake. Jensen’s not even sure that Y/N knows that her mother was on antidepressants for most of her daughter’s life.
He wants this school to be the place that Y/N finds herself a little, matures and decides to put herself first, for once. She puts on such a front of being selfish and bratty but deep down, looking after herself, doing what’s truly best for herself is bottom of that girl’s list. Jensen just needs a way to make her want to do better. He needs to get through to her in a way that she’ll understand. But right now, all she seems to understand is that sex gets her attention – the wrong kind of attention, but attention none the less, and that’s clearly what she’s craving. Any time Jensen tries to give her actual normal attention, she just pushes him away, or calls him embarrassing. The only time she seems to want his attention is if she thinks she’s teasing him, getting the type of attention from him she always looks for from guys.
Jensen can’t resist checking in on her at breakfast, worried that she might not know where to go or which class she’s got first. He’s pleased to find her sitting with Holly and some of Holly’s friends. While there aren’t really any ‘bad cliques’ the way there usually are in public schools, and no group of girls will ever be as bad as her friends from her last school, Jensen is hoping that her and Holly bond, because Holly could be a great influence on Y/N, if she lets her be. Jensen just hopes it doesn’t go the opposite direction; Holly’s future is too bright for Y/N to be ruining that right now. He ignores the way she silently curses him for daring to approach her and asks her to step outside the hall with him. He tells himself this isn’t special treatment, that he’d do the same for other transfer students, and he has done similar for new students in the past, too. Well, maybe not personally, but he’s always ensured that the vice principal looks after them. He’s only doing this himself because… so it’s a little special treatment, but this is the only time. That’s what he promises himself, anyway.
“Jensen, what the fuck?”
Jensen remains undeterred by Y/N’s annoyance, finding it a little cute that she’s so embarrassed to be seen talking to him.
“I just wanted to check that you’re okay. You’ve got your schedule? You know where your first class is?” He has a million more questions, but he decides not to bombard her with them.
“Honestly, you’re worse than Dad,” she sulks.
Jensen scoffs, licking his lips and looking around. He’s already had a text from Jared this morning, so he wouldn’t be surprised if she had too. “Sue me for caring about you.”
“I’m fine, but I won’t be if you start pulling me out of breakfast for little chats. People are gonna think I’m some teacher’s pet or something. It’s so humiliating.”
Jensen smirks at the way her cheeks darken and laughs softly. “Alright, I get it, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again. But you’ll come to me if you need anything, won’t you?”
“Yes!” Jensen doesn’t care about the other students that are passing, even though Y/N clearly does. “People are gonna start talking, can you, like, tell me off or something, give me some bad girl credits?”
Jensen wants to roll his eyes at her sass, but he stops himself. Glancing over her uniform, remembering how she’d tried to wear it at the store, he can see she’s made little effort to stick to the dress code, and it’s only the first day.
“Well I wasn’t going to say anything, but your skirt is too short,” he points out. He ignores the way her tongue starts to stick out, almost seductively, and continues. “And there are too many buttons undone on your shirt.”
“You just keep noticing that, huh? Why are you looking?”
Jensen’s thoughts about Y/N’s tongue vanish, and he swallows, keeping himself in Principal mode and not Uncle Jensen mode. “I’m serious, do them up.”
“Better?” Jensen briefly glances at her chest, noticing an extra two buttons done up. Her cleavage is still visible but at least that pink lacy bra isn’t on show now. She really has become a woman.
Jensen clears his throat and replies, “It’ll do.” before turning on his heel and leaving.
He heads back towards his office, seeing Michaela has come in. She smiles brightly at him as soon as she sees him.
“Morning Jensen, looking very dapper today,” she compliments, “how was your summer?”
“The usual, how was yours?” he asks, digging his hands into his pockets and standing in front of her desk.
“Spent it in New York with my family, so it was good.”
“Have you changed your hair?” he frowns, realising it’s lighter than he remembers it being. Instinctively, she reaches up to touch it, playing with one of the soft curls.
“Oh, yeah, my goddaughter convinced me to get highlights when we went to the salon, I’m not sure about it,” she blushes.
“I think it looks great, it really suits you,” Jensen smiles warmly. She only blushes harder and clears her throat.
“Thanks, I guess I’ll keep it.”
“You should.” They smile at each other for a moment and then Jensen clears his throat. “Right, let’s kickstart this school year.”
Jensen spends most of his morning worrying about Y/N, but he hasn’t heard anything from the vice principal, Keith, and Jensen had specifically told Keith that morning to report anything to do with Y/N back to him. He resists the urge to turn up at her classes to check in, knowing that she won’t be happy about that, and he did promise he wouldn’t be overbearing. So instead, he tries to focus on actual work, playfully flirting with Michaela any time she comes in with paperwork for him. Michaela’s attractive, but it’s never truly been like that between them. Even if it wasn’t for Clarissa, Jensen’s not sure he could ever have a real relationship with someone he works so closely with. He sees Michaela more than he sees anyone else, and if things between them ever got weird or complicated, it would be messy. Still, the playful flirting and banter is harmless enough, and it helps pass the day.
It’s third period, and things seem to be going well. Jensen hasn’t had any phone calls from Keith yet, and that’s gotta be a good thing. Jensen loads up Y/N’s schedule one more time just to check where she should be next, and tells himself that by next week, the novelty will have worn off, and he’ll stop thinking about her as much. He never anticipated being this obsessed with Y/N and her wellbeing. He obviously cares about her doing well, but there’s also more pressure than he anticipated to get her to do well. He promised his best friend that he’d take care of her, and he wants to ensure he doesn’t break that promise. He always knew from what Jarerd had told him that Y/N was hard work, but he’d never expected her to be this hard. And Jensen doesn’t like where his mind wanders to when he thinks about how to punish her. It’s not exactly appropriate to put a young adult over your knee to spank her, as much as Jensen’s palm itches whenever she smirks at him.
The lines are blurry with Y/N. He’d never dream of disciplining another student that way, but there’s a familiarity with Y/N he doesn’t have with other girls. He’s known her since she was five. Maybe that makes it worse, maybe that makes him worse. Jensen’s not sure what it makes him, but he knows it’s not right, and it’s not something he should think about. He never used to, he’d never even considered Y/N in that way once, but the couple of years apart, the time it took for her to go from a child to a woman, have left Jensen’s mind spinning, and coupled with everything else going on in his life right now, he’s not sure he really knows what feelings he’s got for who or why anymore. But what he does know is that he shouldn’t think about it any longer than he already has. He should push it to the back of his mind and forget all about it.
A knock at his door pulls him out of his thoughts, thankfully, and he calls them in to see it’s Jeff, his new Head of Sports.
“Jeff, hey, how are you settling in?” Jensen asks, leaning back in his chair.
“Yeah urm… this isn’t good,” he replies sheepishly. Jensen frowns slightly, gesturing to the empty chair on the other side of his desk. Jeff gets the hint and takes a deep breath and takes the seat before saying: “I think I need to hand in my resignation.”
“What? Why? You only just got here! This school isn’t that bad is it?” Jensen laughs, slightly confused.
“No, the school is great and this job opportunity is amazing but…” Jeff stops and bites his bottom lip for a second and then clears his throat. “There’s really no easy way to say this, so…”
Jensen frowns, wondering what’s gotten Jeff so worked up. Even in his job interview, Jeff was fun and relaxed, full of smiles and cracking jokes.
“I’ve slept with a student,” he confesses, looking down at the desk. “Not… I didn’t realise she was a student,” he flusters as he goes on. But the information is still seeping into Jensen’s brain.
“She urm… she was in a bar, and she had an ID for alcohol and…” Jeff swallows, and Jensen notices that just under the extra growth of his beard, Jeff’s got a dark red mark on his throat, just like…
“Fuck.” The understanding hits Jensen harder than he’d realised, because he practically shouts the word and Jeff stops, looking up at him with wide eyes. “No, not you…” Jensen rushes to reassure him. “I mean, it’s not a great situation,” he adds.
“That’s probably an understatement, I’ve had sex with one of our students,” Jeff reiterates. “I mean, she’s telling me she’s eighteen–”
“She is,” Jensen confirms, hoping to put Jeff’s mind at ease a little more.
“How do you know who I’m talking about?” he asks, frowning.
Jensen takes a deep breath and reaches up to pinch the bridge of his nose.
“Y/N Padalecki, right?” he checks, hoping to God that Jeff isn’t talking about another student using fake ID to go to bars and meet much older men. Though, part of him, he realises, is kind of hoping it’s not her. It feels like jealousy swelling in his chest, but then Jensen realises that being jealous like Y/N keeps teasing him about, is not an appropriate response to this sort of thing.
“Yeah, how did you guess?”
“She does this… this is…” Jensen stops and sighs heavily. “You’re not the first, and if she gets her way, you won’t be the last.”
“She’s caused this kind of trouble before?” Jeff pries.
“Not in school, but… I know Y/N a little more… intimately than the other girls here.”
“You do?” Jeff asks skeptically.
“I know the family,” Jensen explains carefully. “Listen, Jeff, you don’t have to hand in your notice. You did the right thing coming to me and telling me, and I can tell that it was a genuine mistake, so this can stay between us. I’ll have words with Y/N.”
“Are you sure? Listen, Jensen, if you need to fire me…”
“No, it’s fine, Jeff, really,” Jensen insists.
Not only does he not want the headache of finding a new Head of Sports at the beginning of a school year, but he knows Y/N well enough to know that Jeff didn’t stand a chance against her. Jensen knows she uses fake ID to get herself into places, he knows she probably lies about her age to the men she’s sleeping with. “If she was underage then we’d have a more serious problem, but she’s not. She’s retaking her senior year here.”
“Okay,” Jeff reluctantly agrees.
“If you’d prefer me to move Y/N into a different class, maybe have her coached by Pat instead this year, I can do that.”
“No, I’ll be fine,” Jeff insists. “As long as she knows that it was something we won’t be repeating, I’ll handle myself.”
Jensen doesn’t imagine Y/N being the kind of girl to develop feelings or a crush on someone like Jeff. He was clearly a good time she’d had, and Jensen’s sure she’d have had no plans of reliving those. At least, Jensen hopes so. That niggle of jealousy is back, and he clears his throat to abruptly dislodge the taste of it.
“Alright, then I think that’s all we need to discuss. Thank you for telling me, Jeff.”
“Of course,” Jeff nods, smiling nervously. “And urm… if it does become an issue, please tell me.”
“Sure,” Jensen agrees, mindlessly, because he can’t see that becoming the case.
Jeff gives him one last anxious smile, and Jensen hears the phone ringing.
“I’ll leave you to it,” Jeff explains, getting up.
As he leaves, Michaela pops her head around the door.
“It’s Keith for you.” Instantly, Jensen sighs, knowing it must be about Y/N. They were doing so well, but she couldn’t even last half a day.
He picks up the phone frustrated, pressing the flashing button.
“Hey Keith,” he sighs, already exasperated.
“Hey Jensen, Y/N Padalecki? She hasn’t turned up to Spanish. It’s been half an hour now.”
“Okay, thanks Keith.” Jensen hangs up and rubs his forehead. “Michaela?” He calls, seeing her come into view. “Put out an announcement for Y/N Padalecki to come to my office immediately.”
She nods her understanding and disappears again. As his receptionist’s voice sounds out across the school, Jensen glances at his cell to see Jared’s asked for a status report. He licks his lips, and considers what’s just happened. She’s fucked her teacher already. Jeff’s over ten years older than both of them. The thought of her with Jeff only makes him angry, and then he thinks about why he’s angry, and fuck – it’s that jealousy again. Why does he keep feeling that? He thinks back over the conversation with Jeff, remembering keeping the details of who Y/N is to him vague, not wanting teachers to think he’s gonna give her special treatment, or that they have to, either.
Intimate. Why did he say that? Fuck, now Jeff probably thinks that something’s happened between them. Jeff probably thinks that Jensen’s fallen victim to her too. He hasn’t – yet. Fuck, no, not at all, and he won’t. He groans, rubbing his head as it starts to spin and opens his top drawer of his desk to retrieve some aspirin for the headache he’s sure to get real soon. He picks up his cell and replies to Jared.
Jensen: Everything’s good, dude.
“Mr. Ackles? Y/N is outside,” Michaela tells him, opening his door slightly.
Jensen nods, taking a deep breath, and as she opens his door wider he can see Y/N standing with her arms crossed over her chest, those two buttons on her blouse undone again and her skirt far too short. Fuck, this isn’t what he needs right now. Michaela smiles politely at her, gesturing at the open door way.
“Principal Ackles will see you now.”
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