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(school bell rings)

(upbeat pensive music)

- Babe, you up?

Veronica?

Oh good. You're finally up.

- What time is it? - It's time to go to school.

(phone buzzes)

Is that Chris?

- No, that's old news.

Chris is old news. Like we're seniors now.

It's about me and you.

- Yeah. He still be eyeing me in class.

I swear he won't at work.

- (chuckles)

I mean, he might be jealous.

I mean, you'll be jealous too.

- (scoffs) Yeah, whatever.

Just make sure I don't catch you talking to him.

- You're crazy. Come here.

Gimme a kiss.

I only have eyes for you.

You don't have to worry about that.

- Mm-hmm.

(birds chirping) (dog barks)

- Don't forget, I got two parent-teacher conferences

this afternoon.

- Got two of them? How come you so mean to them kids?

- So hard- - Hard on them?

Now this one little boy doesn't know how

to stop touching girls, always in her personal space.

- Well, you know I was on the spectrum a little bit

in high school.

Social boundaries were not easy.

- Greg don't tell nobody that.

- (chuckles) Oh.

- And this other girl in my class, miss Chatty Kathy,

"Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me."

I moved her four times this week.

Who are you back there talking to, Casper?

- Kids have to socialize. Right?

They're stuck at a desk all day.

- Okay. You're not helping.

- Obviously. I'm kidding. Okay?

Why don't you just like, you know, quit your

job or something, you know?

- (scoffs) - Yeah.

Daddy got you.

Your sugar daddy got you!

- Oh, daddy got me, huh? - Yeah.

- Greg, you're my husband not my daddy. Okay?

I didn't marry you for your money.

- How is Marcus going? - No, both can

use some improving actually.

- Oh. Thought I married a gold digger.

Who is this wholesome woman? Who are you?!

(upbeat music)

- I'm not gonna lie, guys.

Some of these grades were extremely disappointing.

I mean, you guys need to start studying

and paying attention in class, okay?

I'm not trying to see you again here next year.

- Dang, Ms. Grady. It's a makeup test we could take?

I can't take this grade back to my mama.

She gonna kick my ass!

- Brittany, watch your mouth, before I call her too.

- My bad, Ms. Grady. You got something for us?

- (sighs) Alright, y'all.

There's gonna be a makeup test next Friday.

You got nine days to study, okay?

So please use your time wisely.

- All right. Thank you, Ms Grady.

- Ain't like you gonna pass anyway.

You might as well drop out.

- Shut up, nigger!

- Miss Brittany. And you too.

- My bad, Ms. Grady.

- Man, Ms. Grady test be harsh. She need to ease up.

- Man, who you telling? I need to get a scholarship, bro.

I gotta get to college, man.

- What you gonna do?

- Shit, get some help. What you think?

- Right. Don't forget y'all, y'all got homework this week

and it's 10% of your overall grade, so please, please do it.

(knock on desk)

- Mrs. Grady? - Yes. Mr. Thomas.

How can I help you?

- I'm not doing too well in your class.

Is there anything I can do?

- Well, are you doing the homework and studying?

Because it's the same problems that I sent home.

- Yeah, I study all the time and I do all the homework.

It's just math isn't, just not my strongest subject.

Is there anything I can do? I need some help.

- Okay. If you're serious, I'll stay

with you after school tomorrow.

- Thanks Ms Grady. I appreciate it.

- And uh...pull up your pants.

- Yes ma'am. - See you tomorrow.

- [Lane] See you tomorrow.

(soft music)

- You mighty quiet tonight, baby. You all right?

- I'm not doing too well in math class.

- I know.

I've been following your grades online.

Question is, what you gonna do about it?

Because I, I can't afford to pay

for your college tuition this year.

- I know.

Mrs. Grady says she would give me math lessons

after school tomorrow.

- That's good 'cause you killing all your other classes.

We just gotta get you over this hump. You can do it.

- Thanks mom.

- Hey, I wasn't that great in math growing up either.

It's probably in your genes. (chuckles)

- I know you don't like talking about him often,

but how was dad in school?

- Your daddy? He was smart.

He was handsome.

All the teachers loved him.

I mean all the teachers and the students loved him.

I don't think I seen anything less than a B

on his report cards, ever.

He had so many options.

- Thanks mom. Forget I mentioned it.

- It's alright. I guess.

Your daddy left us when you was just two years old,

left us by ourselves.

Now you got a whole new family.

Fucken nigger.

(dog barks)

- How was work, Love?

- It was good. I sold that house on Pete Street.

- The two story?

- Yep. - Okay. Congratulations!

- Thank you. Thank you.

So how was work for you?

- Don't get me started.

I broke up two girl fights today.

- Two? Oh, you got some city girls in your class, huh?

- You would think.

I just dunno how to get to the kids anymore.

I mean nothing's working. I've talked to them.

I've called their parents.

- Well I mean it's not your job to raise these kids.

You can only do so much as a teacher. Right?

- I guess it's true but I feel like they just

have so much potential.

- Well your problem is, you love too hard

and that's not always a good thing.

Oftentimes it bites you on the...on the ass, so.

- I love too hard on you.

- By all means, I'm not gonna push that out, do it.

Mmm.

- I thought you'd say that.

- Remember, it's date night tomorrow.

So.

- Oh, what'd you think, I forgot?

- I'm just making sure, I gotta keep you on your toes.

- We only go out once week

but you can keep me out on my back.

- Right now? - After dinner, damn!

- [Greg] Oh alright.

I guess you getting two kinds of meat tonight.

Pepperoni and

whatever you call my shorts.

I gotta use that.

- Okay, I'm full.

- [Greg] Oh yeah?

(Greg howls)

(sensual music)

(sensual music continues)

(school bell rings)

- Hey friend. Whatcha got going on?

- Girl, nothing much.

Enjoying this lunch break for my next class.

- Yeah, me too. I just put a whole lot

of workbook assignments on the board for them

to last all class period.

I am not trying to be bothered.

- I know that's right.

But you didn't feel like walking

around teaching a class today?

- No, I got a sore throat.

I was yelling at my eighth period class

all day long yesterday.

Them kids wouldn't listen for shit.

- Girl, I'm pretty sure they not that bad.

- Now you know them kids are wild.

- (laughs) You right.

- But no, for real. Came here to tell you about something.

- What's up?

So you remember Coach Adams from West Valley High?

- Yeah. What about him?

- Tell me why I heard he was messing around with one

of the girls on the track team.

- Girl, stop! What the hell?

Pervert!

- That's what I'm saying.

Outta all the girls in the world, you choose a student.

- That is crazy. How did he get caught?

- Typical shit.

The girl told her best friend.

Best friend told mom.

And you know how that shit went down.

But it was all over the news.

Surprised you ain't even hear about it.

- That is crazy.

You never know how people are behind closed doors.

You really gotta be careful who you're dealing with.

- But it is what it is now.

They done gave him 20 years in North Georgia.

- What?

- Yep, nigger better not drop the soap. (laughs)

- Girl, well good thing that will never happen here.

- Yeah, hopefully not.

But they about to transition so let me get back.

- Okay. Have a good day, girl.

- You too.

- That's crazy.

(pensive music)

- Mm-hmm.

And you're into one.

- And Jordan to one.

(indistinct chatter)

(laughter)

Thank you for taking the time out for me.

- It's my job.

Besides, I want you to go to college next year

and get that scholarship and do great things.

- That's the plan. - I bet your mama's

proud of you.

And so am I. You just gotta stay focused.

- Long night last night? - (scoffs)

Something like that.

So what do you wanna major in?

- Well, I like history.

So I was thinking about majoring in education.

- So you wanna be a teacher? - Yeah, I do.

What do you think?

- Oh, a young king like you?

Yeah, you could do anything you put your mind to.

- (chuckles) Thank you Mrs. Grady.

- So what made you wanna teach?

- Well I see how you teach...

the way you're always passionate about what you're doing.

The way you're always breaking up fights in the lunchroom.

I wanna make an impact like that.

- Wow. So what? I inspire you?

- Most definitely.

- Well that's not always easy.

- Well, nothing we're doing is easy. Is it?

- Okay, well time is up and you better get going.

You just lemme know if you need anything.

- All right.

Bye Mrs. Grady.

(school bell rings)

- Bye, Lane.

(suspenseful music)

(sharp exhale)

- So my mom is taking me shopping this weekend

for the red and white ball.

Did you hear me?

- What? - Are you still

taking me to the ball next month?

- Man, I ain't thinking about that right now.

- Nigger, you promised!

What's on your mind?

- Nothing's on my mind.

- Something is obviously on your mind.

- I called you when I got out my math tutorials.

Where was you?

- Why didn't you tell me about your math lessons beforehand?

- Nah, I ask the questions. You don't.

Where was you?

- I was at my parents' house.

My brother's birthday is tomorrow

and we were baking a cake.

- You know to pick up every time I call.

- I'm sorry.

- Don't make me pop up at your house.

- Don't do that.

My parents didn't like when you did

that crazy mess last time.

- Then don't make me do it!

Do you understand?

Good girl.

- Hey Ms. Anderson. - Hey Veronica!

Thanks for stopping by on your lunch break to come see me.

- No problem. I ate quickly considering the fact

that you never asked me to come to your classroom.

- Oh girl, you could have ate lunch in here.

- It's okay. I wanted to give you my undivided attention.

- Well thank you Veronica for being so considerate.

- No problem, Ms. Anderson.

- Well I wanted to talk to you about your boyfriend,

Lane Thomas.

- What about Lane? - How does Lane treat you,

Veronica?

- He treats me just fine, Ms. Anderson.

- That's not what I hear when you talk to your friends.

- With all due respect, Ms. Anderson,

you shouldn't be in kids' conversations anyway.

- I can't help but to hear you guys talking about it.

Most of the time y'all act like I'm not even here.

I can't help but to listen to the conversations.

- So what do you wanna know about Lane, Ms. Anderson?

- Well, does Lane still put his hands on you?

- I don't wanna talk about it.

- (sighs) Wait, I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean to upset you.

- I love Lane and Lane loves me.

- How do you know it's love?

- The way he used to talk to me,

the way he used to touch me, the way he cares for me.

- Used to.

So he doesn't treat you like that now?

- Did I tell you how we met?

- No. - He accidentally

purposely bumped into me.

I dropped my books and he was so generous

and picked them up for me and walked me to class.

- Seems like love at first sight.

- It was.

The next day we talked on the phone about everything

from our family to life.

- So when did things change?

Well he was always pretty aggressive,

but I kind of liked it.

It wasn't until after we had sex that he got protective.

- Did he pressure you into doing anything?

You know, you can tell me.

- No. I mean he is handsome, Ms.

Anderson.

So I just wanted to have sex.

- Okay. So when did he start putting his hands on you?

- It started when he realized I had male friends.

He just felt like males and females can't be friends.

- So he's like the jealous and controlling type?

- Yes. He even separated me from my friends and my family.

- Sounds like an abuser.

- What?

- They separate the victim.

They make them feel alone and ashamed of themselves

and makes them feel like no one can love them like they can.

- How do you know that, Ms. Anderson?

- Life.

- So do you have a problem with Lane

that I need to know about?

- Well, Lane is building a bad reputation around the campus

and I just wanna know what we're dealing with.

Okay? But I just have one request.

Please just keep this conversation between you and me.

- I was gonna tell you the same thing, Ms. Anderson,

because Lane can't know about this.

- Well if you need to talk about anything,

please don't hesitate to stop by.

- Yes, Ms. Anderson, I'll remember that.

- Alright, thank you.

(upbeat intriguing music)

- Hey girl! Whatcha doing eating lunch in here?

- Girl, I did not feel like eating with other teachers

to hear them complain about their husbands

and their students.

- Well I'm gonna bother you for a little bit.

- You get on my nerves.

- But you love me though.

So what's up? You seem like you've been in a good mood.

- Nothing much. Just helping these kids.

You know I'm not trying to see them again here next year

or in summer school or even worse,

in my class for another year.

- Girl, you better than me

'cause whatever grade they get, they get.

- You do know if five students fail,

the principal writes you up, right?

- Who? John? He ain't gonna do nothing.

Not if he wants some more of this.

- Miss Thing, he is married.

- Girl, this is chess, not checkers.

His wife should be doing her job.

It's not my fault she's not giving him enough

of her medicine.

- And you giving him medicine?

- Yep. He comes back once a week for his dose.

(laughter)

- I'm not gonna play with you

but I gotta pat myself on the back.

- For what? What you do?

- I helped Lane Thomas this week.

You know he was failing and now he's passing.

- Lane Thomas?

- Yeah. - You better watch

that nigger.

- Alright, what's up? - Oh, he's known for

being aggressive with these girls at school.

- Really?

Yeah, I've never, what does he do?

- Popping up at their homes, putting his hands on them.

- Oh, I don't have no problems with him in my class.

I've never seen any of that.

- Well I never dealt with it either,

but apparently he treats these little girls like shit.

- And who told you that? - His current girlfriend

Veronica's in my class

and I overheard her and her friends talking about it.

(school bell rings)

(intriguing music)

- Hi. - Hi Lane.

How are you?

- I'm all right. I just wanted to come and check in on you.

- Oh, that's very kind of you,

but you need to get on before you miss your bus.

- (chuckles) My mom got me a Honda Accord last semester.

So no need for a bus.

- She must really care about you.

- Yeah, she does.

But she can show me some tough love too sometimes.

- Is that why you give your girlfriends tough love?

- What you mean by that, Mrs. Grady?

- I heard you was popping up at their houses unannounced

and roughing them up.

- (laughs) It's not like that.

I respect females.

We may have some disagreements sometime,

but it'll never lead to disrespect.

Ever treated you unfairly, Mrs. Grady?

- Boy, you know better. - See,

you got me all wrong.

- I do. - You do.

So what's your first name?

- And why do you wanna know that?

- I'm just curious. You're fascinating.

I want to know everything about you.

- Tenise.

- Tenise. Now that's a beautiful name.

But have ice cream with me.

- Now that isn't appropriate.

- It's not like that.

You're my inspiration and you helped me out with math class.

I just wanna show a little bit of gratitude.

- Fine. Just this one time.

- All right, there we go. It's a date, Tenise.

(school bell rings) - Boy, do not play with me.

- Sorry, Mrs. Grady.

(intriguing music)

- What are we watching?

- "The Foreign Exchange Student."

- What's this about?

- It's about like a crazy, psycho, serial killer student.

- [Tenise] Are you trying to give me nightmares?

- No, I was just hoping to get some cuddles. (chuckles)

So how was your day?

- (sighs) I don't wanna talk about it.

I finished grading papers.

I took a parent-teacher conference

meeting during my lunch period.

- Mm-hmm. - I just wanna

let my hair down and lay down and relax.

It's the weekend, so.

- That's good to hear.

Also, we have a lunch date with Sam and Brenda tomorrow.

- I have plans. - What?

I thought you just said you had your weekend open.

- You know Ms. Anderson is new

and needed help with some school related stuff, so.

- Oh my god. And that can't wait till Monday?

- No, because you know

she's on her probation year period, so.

- Well hopefully Sam and Brenda don't label me

as their third wheel tomorrow.

- I'm sure they won't. Send my love.

- Will do.

(school bell rings)

♪ In the back of the class room was a whisper ♪

♪ A love so forbidden but it feels so right ♪

♪ Caught in a web of a dangerous game ♪

♪ Can't resist both of them aren't to blame ♪

♪ They don't know they playing with fire ♪

♪ Your body lost in desire ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to hide it, blame it on the ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to fight it ♪

♪ Blame it on the ♪

♪ Whispers turn to secrets ♪

♪ Secrets turn to lies ♪

♪ As they try to hide they love from prying eyes ♪

♪ Blinded by it, three you love it ♪

♪ She can see the trap ♪

♪ Was more than she bargained for ♪

♪ Caught in a web of a dangerous game ♪

♪ Can't resist both of them are to blame ♪

♪ They don't know they playing with fire ♪

♪ Fueled by lust and desire ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to hide it ♪

♪ Blame it on the teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to fight it ♪

♪ Blame it on the ♪

♪ Caught in a web of a dangerous game ♪

♪ Can't resist, both of them are to blame ♪

♪ They don't know they playing with fire ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to hide it ♪

♪ Blame it on the teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to fight it ♪

♪ Blame it on the teacher's pet ♪

(school bell rings)

- [Tenise] (laughs) That was a good movie.

- Yeah. "Behind Closed Doors 2."

You seen the first one?

- No I haven't. - Man,

you gotta see it.

It's on Tubi right now.

- Okay, I'll check it out over the weekend.

- Good.

But thank you for coming out with me tonight.

You didn't have to do that and I really appreciate it.

- No problem.

You can pay me back and graduate in May

and go to college in the fall.

- Will do.

- Okay. I better take you back.

I'm sure your mom's starting to worry about you.

- It's okay. She knows I'm a big boy.

Do you know I'm a big boy?

Right?

- I can't. I'm your teacher, okay?

You're my student and I'm married.

Okay?

- Oh, it's okay. This is just between me and you.

It's okay to be selfish sometimes.

Right?

- Lemme take you home before I do something I regret.

- You won't.

- Play prince.

(school bell rings)

(Lane pants)

(intriguing music)

(shower sprays)

(somber music)

(upbeat pensive music)

- Good morning. - Morning.

- I made you some, some coffee.

- Thanks.

You and Ms. Anderson must have had

a hell of a day yesterday.

You didn't get back until 1:00 AM?

- Yeah, like after I was done helping her,

I could tell something was bothering her

so I just let her vent.

- Oh, what was her issue?

- Um, family drama, really.

She doesn't have one

so she's just a bit depressed and I think jealous.

- I understand.

You're normally good at communicating with me

and I don't know, lately you haven't been.

So I just, I kind of wanna talk about it.

- You're right. And I'll do better, I promise.

- Okay. All right. (exhales sharply)

Well, is there anything you wanna do today since you know

Ms. Anderson kidnapped you all day yesterday?

- Um...Bowling.

- Bowling? (laughs)

- I feel like we haven't done that in a while.

- Alright. Yeah. Alright, cool.

Alright, well sounds good to me.

I mean say like noon? Can you be ready?

- Well I better hurry up then.

- Oh yeah, Chamal!

- Love you. - Love you too.

Want your coffee?

- It's fine. - All right.

Last time I do anything nice for you!

(phone dings)

- You ready to go? - Yeah.

(tense music)

(uptempo dramatic music)

- I had so much fun today baby. I needed that.

- Good. It's no problem.

Glad you got to enjoy yourself today.

- So what are we doing next weekend?

- Definitely isn't gonna be shopping,

I can tell you that much.

My wallet needs to be revived! It's hurting.

- Mm-hmm, no, no. My bracelet needs a friend, a necklace.

- Absolutely not. Your bracelet can die alone!

You're not getting a necklace, choking me.

- Okay. It can wait. - Good.

(phone buzzes)

- [Tenise] But you know what can't wait?

(phone buzzes) - What?

Oh! All right!

Okay. Get, get you that necklace.

No dig for it! (laughter)

Dig, dig for it!

(upbeat dramatic music)

- You all have problems one through 10 for homework tonight.

- Hey Ms. Grady, do we have to show our work?

- Duh nigger, what type of question is that?

- Brittany.

- My bad, Ms. Grady.

- And to answer your question, Robert,

yes of course, you know the rules.

- Yes ma'am.

- And Brittany, another outburst?

I'm gonna have to see you in detention.

- [Brittany] Yes ma'am.

(phone rings)

- Mrs. Grady. - Good morning, Lane.

Did you get any of my calls, text messages?

- Yeah, I did.

Lane, I made a mistake.

Okay, I shouldn't have done that with you.

That was inappropriate.

- It's okay. I'm 18.

We we can be together.

- Lane, I'm a 30-year-old woman with a husband.

All right? You got a beautiful girlfriend.

You can meet other girls in college too next year.

You never know.

- I don't want them girls!

I want a woman! I want you.

- Okay.

I'm flattered, Lane. I really am.

But both know that this isn't gonna work.

- No you don't. You don't know that!

- Yes. - We could try.

- I do know that.

Okay? And you need to move on.

I'm gonna move on and I have a class coming in next period.

So is there anything else I can help you with?

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah. Lane was just leaving.

Yes, Lane was just leaving. Thank you.

- Are you fucken crazy?

I'm sorry. Okay, it was mistake.

- Giving a kid the wrong letter grade on a report card

is a mistake.

I don't know what this is!

- Shelby, I've seen the way you looked at

the football players in the homecoming games too.

- Don't turn this on me. I didn't take them to the car

and suck them off.

- You're right. Okay? I regret it.

It was a mistake.

Sorry.

- I told you he was a troubled kid.

I told you he has issues on how he treats females.

- Yes you did. And I should have listened to you, okay?

- Are you and Greg having problems at home?

- No. We were great.

- Then why would you risk your marriage and your job?

- There's no good reason. Okay? I don't know.

I was attracted to him

and I just should have never put myself

in the position to be left alone with him.

- So what are you gonna do now, Tenise?

- I told him that it was over

and I regret it and it was a mistake.

- Do you think he's gonna listen and respect your decision?

- Yeah, I think so.

Babe?

- [Greg] Hey gorgeous. I have a surprise for you.

- Oh yeah? - Yep.

- What's that? - Yeah, your student

Lane is here.

You forgot to tutor him today.

- (sighs) Must have slipped my mind.

- [Greg] (chuckles) Alright, well,

have to show a client a house

so I'll be gone for a couple hours, all right?

- Okay, honey. - It was nice

meeting you, Lane.

I hope school goes well and you

get the college you want, all right?

- Thank you. - Love you.

- I'll be around. - Sounds good.

- What the hell you doing at my house?!

- I just wanna see you again outside of school.

- So you come to my house, talk to my fucken husband?

Are you insane?!

- Why do my girlfriends always ask me that?

- You need to leave and you need to go seek help. Okay?

- You know what? It would be a shame when the superintendent

and the principal saw what you've been up to around here.

- Well, are you threatening me?

- Seems like you don't know who the fuck is in charge!

Listen to me: You gonna do what the fuck I say,

when I say it.

Do you understand?

No. I wanna hear you say it.

Say, "I understand, Daddy."

- I understand daddy.

- Good girl.

(school bell rings)

♪ In the back of a classroom with a whisper ♪

♪ Sit tight ♪

♪ A love so big and body feels so right ♪

♪ Caught in a web of a dangerous game ♪

♪ Can't resist both of them aren't to blame ♪

♪ They don't know they playing with fire ♪

♪ Fueled by lust and desire ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ The passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to hide it ♪

♪ Blame it on the teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to fight it blame it on the ♪

♪ Whispers turn to secrets ♪

♪ Secrets turn to lies ♪

♪ As they try to hide their love from prying eyes ♪

♪ One they buy it, three you love it ♪

♪ She can see that it was ♪

♪ More than she bargained for ♪

♪ Caught in a web of a dangerous game ♪

♪ Can't resist both of them aren't to blame ♪

♪ They don't know they playing with fire ♪

♪ Lured by lust and desire ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ The passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to hide it ♪

♪ Blame it on the teacher's pet ♪

- We have to stop this kid. He's basically blackmailing you!

- I don't know what to do.

- I'll talk to him.

- Wait, no. He might react and tell somebody.

- No he's not.

Because that would mean the game is over

and then he'll have to find a new female to control.

- What are you gonna tell him that I haven't already tried?

- I don't know. I'll figure it out.

(intriguing music)

Lane!

- Hey Mrs. Anderson.

How you doing today?

- Cut the shit.

Mrs. Grady told me all the things you've been doing to her.

That shit ends today!

- Whoa. Watch your language.

You don't want the students and faculty to hear you.

- You sure like telling females what to do, huh?

- I mean, somebody's gotta tell 'em where their place is.

- Where's your daddy? Where's his place?

- What did you just say to me? - You don't

know what a daddy is?

Well, let me tell you.

It's a man that fucks your mama,

teaches you right from wrong,

and teaches you not to lead with emotions,

but to lead with logic.

You're weak, Lane, pathetic.

Everybody else might be scared of you, but I'm not.

Look, you live with your mom, right?

It's just you and her, right?

You fuck with Mrs. Grady again,

let's just say accidents happen all the time.

You would be ashamed if something's

happened to your mother.

He's not gonna bother you again.

(sighs)

- Now who you in here thinking about Miss Ma'am?

- (sighs) Not today, Ashley. I'm not in the mood.

- Okay. What's going on, friend?

- Look, I don't wanna talk about it

and I just wanna be left alone, okay?

- Well, clearly whatever it is got you pissed off.

So I think you should talk about it.

Come on, let sit down.

- Do you know who Lane Thomas is?

- Yeah. The tall, light skinned skinny kid?

- Yeah. What do you know about him?

- Nothing. I just see him around school.

- Well, he's a real asshole.

I just got done fussing him out about his behavior.

- Girl, these kids wanna flunk, let 'em.

They can make it up in summer school.

- (exhales sharply) No, no, it's, it's not about that.

- So what's up?

- (sighs) I don't wanna talk about it.

- You gotta vent.

Get it off your chest so you can feel better.

- (sighs) Lane is having a relationship

with one of the teachers.

- What? Here at this school?

- (sighs) I can't say.

- So what you wanna do?

- Well, the teacher broke it off

and now Mr. Thomas is harassing her.

- The student is harassing the teacher?

Girl, this shit is fucken crazy.

Y'all need to go to the police.

- Girl, didn't you just hear me say

that a teacher is having an inappropriate

relationship with a student?

She could go to fucken jail.

Look, me and you never had this conversation

and you know nothing about it, okay?

- Okay. But what is the teacher going to do?

Just let the child control her whole life?

- (sighs) She's gonna figure it out and I'm gonna help her.

- So you're gonna put yourself in the middle

of it, is what you're telling me?

- Hell no.

But if a friend needs my help, I'm gonna help them.

- I feel that. So what did you do to help her out?

- I talked to him. - Okay.

Conversation can go a long way.

- Yeah. I may have threatened him and his mom

of some bodily harm if he didn't leave the teacher alone.

But we'll see.

- Listen- - I know.

I thought I was making it better.

- Yeah, but threats can only make things worse.

So do you think it worked?

- I guess we'll see.

- Well just let me know if you need anything.

- (sighs) I don't think so.

I'm just trying to help wrap this crazy situation up.

We just don't need any more people involved in this.

- I definitely understand that.

So when this is all over, tell your teacher friend,

she need to find a new job.

- Girl, she not even that type of person.

- And yet we're in here right now talking about this?

- Just keep this between me and you, okay?

- I will. Feel better.

- Thank you. (sighs)

(upbeat music)

- I'm tripping. I must be hearing things.

(punch)

- Nah, you wasn't tripping.

- Lane, stop!

You don't have to do this. You dunno what you're doing!

- Don't try to reason with me now!

All I saw that shit you was talking!

- Lane, please!

- Don't worry about it.

Just look me in the eyes.

(gun fires five times)

(Lane pants)

(knock at door)

(somber music)

(traffic din)

- Greg, just say something, please.

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!

- Man, how could you?

How could you do this to me?

- It was a mistake. Okay? I promise.

I promise I'll never do it again.

Please just forgive me.

- He seems dangerous.

He seems, I think he's a stalker.

I think you have to call the police.

(door opens)

You have- (door squeaks)

- Who is that?

Did you lock the door?

- I thought I did. Maybe I didn't.

Right. Just.

I'll go check, all right? Just stay here.

(school bell rings)

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ In a back of a classroom was the whispers, sit tight ♪

♪ A love so forbidden but it feels so right ♪

♪ Caught in a web of a dangerous game ♪

♪ Can't resist both of them aren't to blame ♪

♪ They don't know they playing with fire ♪

♪ Fueled by lust and desire ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ The passion so strong if they try to hide it ♪

♪ Blame it on the teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to fight it blame it on the ♪

♪ Whispers turn to secrets ♪

♪ Secrets turn to lies ♪

♪ As they trying to hide they love ♪

♪ From prying eyes ♪

♪ Blinded by the three you love it ♪

♪ Feel you love it ♪

♪ She can see trap in store was more ♪

♪ Than she bargained for ♪

♪ Caught in a web of a dangerous game ♪

♪ Can't resist both of them aren't to blame ♪

♪ They don't know they playing with fire ♪

♪ Fueled by lust and desire ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to hide it ♪

♪ Blame it on the teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to fight it ♪

♪ Blame it on the ♪

(strikes Greg)

♪ A dangerous game ♪

♪ Can't resist all of them are to blame ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to hide it blame it on the ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to hide it blame it on the ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪ (school bell rings)

(suspenseful music)

- Damn, where's you at?

- You looking for me?

- Yeah, I was looking for you.

- How could you do that? I loved him!

- I'm your love.

- You are fucking insane!

- No, it's a shame Mrs. Anderson had to die.

I started to like her.

Until she started talking all this shit.

- No, your debby daddy?

(gun fires)

(Lane groans and coughs)

- No. Please don't shoot!

I wanna live!

I wanna go to college!

- No, nigger, you already flunked out.

(gun fires)

♪ Teacher's pet ♪ (school bell rings)

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ In the back of the classroom were the whispers sit tight ♪

♪ A love so forbidden but it feels so right ♪

♪ Caught in a web of a dangerous game ♪

♪ Can't resist both of them are to blame ♪

♪ They don't know they playing with fire ♪

♪ Fueled by lust and desire ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ The passion's ignited strong if they try to hide it ♪

♪ Blame it on the teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to fight it blame it on the ♪

♪ Whispers turn to secrets ♪

♪ Secrets turn to lies ♪

♪ As they trying to hide they love ♪

♪ From prying eyes ♪

♪ Blinded by the three you love it ♪

♪ Feel you love it ♪

♪ She can see trap in store was more ♪

♪ Than she bargained for ♪

♪ Caught in a web of a dangerous game ♪

♪ Can't resist both of them aren't to blame ♪

♪ They don't know they playing with fire ♪

♪ Fueled by lust and desire ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to hide it ♪

♪ Blame it on the teacher's pet ♪

♪ With a passion ignited so strong ♪

♪ If they try to fight it ♪

♪ Blame it on the ♪

♪ Caught in a web of a dangerous game ♪

♪ Can't resist both of them aren't to blame ♪

♪ Teacher's pet ♪

♪ The passion ignited so strong if they try to hide it ♪

♪ Blame it on the teacher's pet ♪

♪ The passion ignited so strong if they try to fight it ♪

♪ Blame it on the teacher's pet ♪

(school bell rings)

(upbeat dramatic music)