Teacher's Pet (A Michael Jackson Fanfiction)

Teacher's Pet..44..

My eyes flutter open the next morning, because the sun is shining on my face.

I yawn and stretch then gasp when rose pedals start falling on my face.

"What the--" I look around and oh my--the bed is ridden with rose pedals. "This wasn't here last night?"

More rose pedals rain down over my face and I look to my left to see Michael causing the pedal rain.

"What are you doing?" I smile as I sit up and look around the rose pedal ridden side of the bed I'm on.

"Waking a Queen up properly." Michael smiles back before raining more soft rose pedals down on me. "Stay right there."

"O-Okay." I smile as he disappears from the room. "How did he do this?" I look around again, and notice that the rose pedals are only on my side of the bed. "What is this man doing?"

"Breakfast is served." Michael announces, walking back into his bedroom with a tray of food.

"Ahh," I coo as he sits it across my lap. "Michael, you didn't have to do this." I sniff the white rose in the mini bud vase on the tray. "This is lovely, but you didn't have to do this. I could have just grabbed something on the way to school."

"I know, but I wanted to do this for you, Jenna." He says low, staring at me somberly. "It's your first morning as my girlfriend and I just wanted you to remember it."

Aww.

I caress his cheek and smile. "You shouldn't spoil me right out the box, Michael."

"I'm gonna spoil you for as long as I can, sweetheart." He kisses my temple as I fork up some eggs.

Gosh, I'm hungry. It feels like the first time I've eaten since I started college.

"Mmmm," I moan, marveling the cheesy eggs. "these are delicious, baby. Did you make them?"

"Only for you, darling." He smiles as he walks to the other side of the room. "Do you like them?"

"Ahh," I sigh, forking up more eggs before eating a slice of bacon. "I love them."

Michael walks back over to me with his hands behind his back and kisses my cheek.

"And I love you."

"I love you too." I grumble with a mouth full of food.

His smile broadens as he presents, from behind his back, a box present wrapped in silver wrapping paper with a big pink bow.

"What's this?" I ask as he moves my breakfast to the side.

"Open it."

I stare at the box then pick it up and shake it.

"Open it." Michael laughs.

I tear through the wrapping paper and laugh when I open the box and see what it is.

"Really?" I laugh, holding up black furry handcuffs. "You bought me handcuffs?"

"Keep going." Michael smiles and I look further inside the box.

"What's this?"I ask again, pulling out a book.

A rather large book with lots of pages.

"'50 Shades of Jackson'." He smiles and I giggle staring at the book cover.

How did he get this made?

All of the pages seem to be blank, so I'm guessing all he had made was the cover.

A cover similar to the '50 Shades of Grey' cover, but instead of a grey tie, the tie is black, and of course the title is '50 Shades of Jackson'.

"And look," Michael continues as he opens the book to the first page. "it's only been checked out to you."