(Everyone in this story is written to be a minimum of 20 years old.)
It was time for the most anxiety inducing moment of one's life. The start of a new school year, in a new school.
Julius rested his head on the back of the seat's headrest, his eyes were closed and his knees shook relentlessly and his stomach felt heavy due to his mother's hurried driving. He breathed in and out slowly, attempted to fill his mind with wholesome content and counted to ten every minute. It did not work, it simply elevated his anxiety because it reminded him why he was doing it, and that was for school.
He stopped his breathing for a moment as he realized that the car came to a stop. This is it, he thought.
His mother threw his car door open like a GTA character, the thought amused him and it slightly eased his anxiety.
He stepped out of the warm car, into the chilly weather, his mother fixing his jacket and hair.
"I want you to look your best, okay deary. These are very exciting times."
"I am very excited indeed." He replied. I am shitting my pants, his thoughts said however.
"Good, now go on. Make some friends all right." His mom blew a kiss on his cheek and drove off.
LOTUS BAMBOO. Was written in chunky white letters atop the main building.
He stood before the double door, breathed in and out a few times and entered the building. The building itself was decorated well, modern yet clearly inspired by Victorian London. The chairs were made of wood and the seat and armrest were decorated with green cushions.
The receptionist called him for, for a moment, he was lost admiring the architecture. He responded in a surprise as he laid his eyes on the receptionist's massive cleavage.
"Hi, my name is Julius Ankel. Today is my first day."
The receptionist shot a lustful glance at Julius and bit her pen seductively. She typed his name in the dataset. "Right, Julius. Welcome." She said and added nothing after that.
"Uhm, where do i go?"
"Wherever you want, Lotus Bamboo isn't like your average school. You can attend whatever class you want at whatever time you want." She licked her lips. "You can... do whoever you want."
Confusion struck his face. "I-" His sentence was cut short by a young lady who snuck up behind him.
"Hi!!" She had a petite figure and a wide smile on her face. "My name is Emily."
"My name is Julius." She blew a kiss on her cheek.
"Want to go to the library?"
"Is that where class is?"
Emily chuckled. "Class is everywhere." She turned around and Julius followed. She was a... hopper. She didn't walk like normal people, she hopped and tip-toed. As Julius trailed behind her, he couldn't help himself but stare at her petite and beautifully shaped ass that got exposed by her tiny school skirt with every step she took.
What a dress code this school has. He thought. I love it.
By now, his anxiety has completely faded.
They arrived at the library, a thousand books with custom covers lined up on wooden shelves that were designed to compliment the architecture of the school itself. "Don't even bother looking at those books. They're for show. The books that students can actually read are in the back. Hidden by the beauty of the fake library."
She escorted him to the back, and she was right, the actual library didn't actually look as good as the library that was made for display. He looked at the books and was surprised to see hundreds of copies of the book Elantris thrown on the shelves. There were a few other books, but for some odd reason, the vast majority of the novels were all Elantris.
Emily grabbed his hand and they walked even further. "If you want other books. This isle is for you."
Julius forgot his lenses so he squinted to read the title of the books. While his mind was occupied with finding a book he thought sounded nice, Emily shoved her soft hand in Julius's pants.
He gasped and wanted to remove her hands from his penis but he couldn't bring himself to do such a moronic thing. Her hands felt incredible, soft and luke-warm. Within a few seconds, he had a full blown baguette in his pants. Emily began kissing his neck as she continued to stroke his penis gently and Julius responded by lowering his hand beneath her panties. Her pussy was warm and wet, her vagina pulsed in response.
"Oh my." She whispered. She lowered her skirt and panties and lowered to her feet, legs spread and her other arm in her vagina. "Take your pants off." She demanded.