Alright, my name is Avalyn, Ava for short. I just turned eighteen this past weekend, which I am totally excited about. It's my last year in high school this year at McKinley and I actually love it. I guess I'm kind of a girl-next-door type of chick. I'm quite short, a little under average for a woman - 5'3. I have naturally, super curly dark-brown hair, with faint freckles across my nose and full beige lips. My body is nice, in my opinion at least; I have a c-cup, which I think is a great size, and same goes for my ass. It's not too small, not too big. In other words, I'm curvy with a somewhat flat stomach, and I'd like to thank my mom for that. I'm bi-racial. My mom, Bonnie, is from Guyana, and my dad, Max, is as white as can be.
I'm still a virgin, which is absolutely okay, but it's also hard because I sometimes find myself horny as hell - sometimes at the wrong time too. It's exhausting. I mean, one minute I'm fine and then the next, I'm soaked. I can't help it. My best friend, Alexus, she is not a virgin by the slightest, and she always tells me her experiences with boys she's been with. Sometimes, when she tells me her stories, I pretend I'm her and all of those things are happening to me...
Enough day-dreaming though, I have to get ready school.
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As I'm getting in my car, I get a get a call from the one and only, Alexus.
"Hey Ava, I have a super important question," Alexus asked.
"Yes Alex? What do you need? A ride?" I assume before she can explain.
"That is exactly what I need! Dustin is back at the house, but you know how my mom can be. Gives everything to Dustin," she says sarcastically, "so, I'll be waiting for you!," And she hangs up.
As I pull into Alex's drive, I text her to let her know I'm outside. From the corner of my eye, I see one of the upstairs window curtains move, assuming it was Dustin because he quickly moved when he saw I looked up. He's so childish sometimes.
Opening the front door, walking out casually is Alex. She is by far, one of the most gorgeous girls in our school. She's 18 too, and taller than me, 5'7, with her jet-black hair that goes down her back. Nice tight legs, do to her playing sports, volleyball, and has a flat stomach with breasts that fit her perfectly. Today she's wearing a denim pencil skirt with a black t-shirt, with an intentional "v" shape she cut herself. I don't even think she's wearing a bra today either because her nipples are poking out underneath her shirt.
I bite my bottom lip and watch her get into the car.
"Thank you, thank you Ava for picking me up," Alex quickly exclaims while setting her backpack in between her feet and sliding the seat belt across her chest.
"You already know it's not a big deal Alex. Whenever you need something, I'm here for you," I say back to her. "So, Dustin is back from Europe already," I ask.
Alex, already on her phone texting some athlete jock, no doubt, responds, "Yeah, it's been the full six-months," fully concentrated on her phone, and I nod silently. I haven't even noticed it's been that long since I last saw Dustin. I wonder if he's changed since then.
I pull into my same parking spot since sophomore year, with an empty one right next to mine, do to Alex's car being occupied for God knows how long. As Alex and I get out of the car, she is quickly summoned by Zach, a starter from our basketball team. She asks if I wanted to go with her before she ran off, but I shook my head, and headed to our oversized, half-glass built school.
Today, this school day is flying by thankfully. It's my last period of the day, and then off to my house, because I luckily have senior privilege. It's my Holocaust class and also my favorite because of Mr. Rhian Ladrach.
Mr. Ladrach starts class and tells everyone to pull out our assignments that were due today.
Shit! I forgot my book and paper at home on my dresser. This is the third time.
Just as he's about to start walking through the rows to check off those who did and didn't do the assignment, comes Alex entering class late - Again.
"How nice of you to join us today Alexus. Do you have a pass with you?" Ladrach announces.
"Uhh, no. Sorry Mr. Ladrach. My locker was jammed," she lies casually. I know exactly where she was and it definitely was not stuck at her locker. We exchange looks and she sits down.
Ladrach finally ends up at my desk with a clipboard checking off names prior to me and asks, "Do you have the assignment Ava?"
"Um, no. Not with me. I did finish it, I... I swear, but I accidently left it on my dresser back at home."
Ladrach writes something on his paper and then looks straight at me, "Stay behind after class Ava. I need to have a word with you."
I can literally feel everyone else staring at me after he said that, but the feelings not like how I'm feeling right now. Ladrach staring right into my eyes. Green eyes meeting his hazel. It's so hot and I quickly reply, "Okay," and look away, biting my bottom lip.
For the remainder of the class, we were assigned to take notes on the next chapter. This meant I could look at Ladrach when he wasn't looking, taking him all in.
Ladrach is in his mid-twenties and has only been here since my sophomore year. He has to be like 5'11 or 6' but I'm not one-hundred percent sure. What I am sure about is that he is overly attractive to be a school teacher, and muscular as hell. I guess he played college football. He has short brown hair that is obvious he takes good care of. His lips are full, his bottom more full than the top - great to look at. He has broad shoulders, and his arms are huge, and what makes it even better is that he has a sleeve of tattoos on his right arm. He'll sometimes pull the sleeves up from his button-up shirt to his elbows and expose his tats and I swear all of the girls, and some guys, go crazy. To top it off, for me atleast, is the way his butt pokes in those tight business pants he wears. I love it. He is a big muscular nerd anyway I guess. These white boys will literally be the death of me.