He scribbles away a few drawings of comic book icons and superheros on the outside of his binder.
"The days had been passing slowly," he thinks. "Now the hours, I can't wait until the next lesson we get to give those bitches....
He glances up at the clock, 11:45. "Damn! I can't wait!" he thinks, finishing off the outline to his drawing. He looks around the room. It's study hour and along with a few other brains, he could tell the club was having trouble with concentrating too. At noon, it would be lunch, then two more classes, then it would time for the lessons again.
"Mr. Tripp is a genius!" he thinks to himself. "What a great idea to teach those girls a lesson on cheating by making them have group sex on camera." He glanced up at the clock again, 11:51pm. "Damn, hurry up! Fuck!" he curses inside his head. He looks around the room again, there she sat, her pretty head looking down at her work. She looked up and glanced at the clock too. "Knowing that lil' cunt, she's probably counting down the minutes to when she gets to get fucked again...."
She catches his glance, and he quickly looks away. His cock twitches with thoughts of burying it in her face and between her legs. He looks up again, and is caught in her gaze. She smiles and winks.
"What a slut!" he thinks.
Buzzzzzzzzz
The bell rings and all the students scramble to pick up their things. She stands up and packs her things into her bag, her long hair tosses around with her movements, she looks like she's frozen in time as she puts her things into her bag.
He stands there, watching her. His friends come up to him, "Wanna go to lunch at Taco Time?" one of them asks.
"Uh-uhh...I have got things to do, see you after school," he says, walking away, never making eye contact with them. He walks towards her, and takes in a deep breath. "Hey, Terri...can I talk to you?"
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"What's up?" she asked as they walked down the hallway of the school.
"You re-take any of your tests yet?" he asks, accidentally bumping into a teacher, he murmurs a "Sorry Ms. Clausdale," and catches up with Terri.
"No, not yet, why?" She readjusts her bag on her shoulder.
"Just wondering....look, we need to talk," he looks around the hallway.
"You know that isn't a good idea to talk outside of the lessons--"
"Come here," he grabbed her arm and pulled her into a room off from the hallway. She didn't have a chance to read the sign outside of the door, but noticed once inside, that it was the AV room. TV's and stereos and VCR's were on shelves and stands. A table in the middle of the room with a dim light above it, a few chairs, and a trash can were the only things in the small room.
"What are we doing in here?" She put her backpack on the floor and sat on the table.
"Look...." he paced the floor in front of her. Then stopped walking. "I can't do this anymore...I just can't."
"What are you talking about?"
"I can't keep seeing you in class and not getting to touch you, you are always on my mind. I can't handle it, I can't concentrate, I can't do my homework," he looked up at her. He put his hands on her face and held her close, his lips pressing hard against hers, a passionate kiss exploding between them. She sat there, motionless but kissing back.
He pulled away and she breathed in deeply, looking down at the ground. "You know we aren't supposed to be doing this.....Mr. Tripp would be angry at you and me--"