Three eighteen-year old girls sat on Xi High School's bleachers, their dark brown eyes trained on the male students doing push-ups in the sun-bathed, green grass. Twenty feet from the push-up-performing male students, the better part of a soccer game was active as a thick-legged boy slammed his foot into a yellow soccer ball as his body was in mid-flip.
But to the three girls, the soccer jocks were as interesting as rock in a white room.
"I hate how today is going so far. So stressful." Cayi Wusong said, who had her chin-length black hair down, as usual. She diverted her focus to the handheld mirror in her lap, grabbed it, brought it nine inches from her face. She ran a finger along a couple of her hair strands. "And I've only been a senior for a month."
Lu Yi fiddled with the white earbud in her right hand. The left earbud was in her left air, emitting an Italian language lesson.
She nodded as a warm gust rippled her long black hair. She said, "All we have to look forward to is more months of boredom. Right, Mei?"
Lu turned her head to Mei, who sat in the girl trio's middle.
Mei had a slim body. B-cup-sized breasts. Her waist-length black hair was pulled into a ponytail. Bangs covered her forehead's middle part. Like her two friends accompanying her, the boys at the school didn't hesitate to stare at her body with zero shame when they had the opportunity.
Mei did not respond. She had her focus on a certain push-up boy.
The boy had his palms in the grass, like the other boys, but performed his push-ups at a more swift speed than the other boys. His muscular body moved closer to the morning sky, moved closer to the ground.
Mei gave a light bite to her finger as her pussy leaked a little.
"Which one are you looking at?" Lu said before turning her head to the boys performing push-ups. She focused on the boy Mei had her eyes trained on, watched as the boy continued moving faster, performing better. "Zhuo Chang?"
"Zhuo. I remember him being in your class when I went to go see you there. He was joking about the time he seen someone at the gym struggling with bench-pressing after his spotter walked off to talk to a girl." Cayi said, having moved her focus to Chang Zhuo. "We're talking about the fast boy, correct?"
"Correct." Mei said after pulling her teeth from her finger. She rubbed her thighs through her pink-and-white plaid skirt.
Lu trained her eyes on Mei's hands as Mei continued rubbing her thighs. She said, "Someone wants Zhuo's cock."
Cayi chuckled before saying, "Don't we all?"
Lu and Cayi laughed.
Mei kept her focus on Chang Zhuo.
Chang stood, flashed a pride-filled grin, as if he was a person who saved elders from a burning bus with his hands tied behind his back.
The eighteen-year old boy's confidence was spotted with the ease of a person spotting a bright red sports car in a black car-dominated parking lot.
"Too bad he has a girlfriend. You two know Sa Sa? She's his girl." Lu said as she watched Chang depart from the push-ups performing boys, resulting in Mei smirking. "Che Cavolo! I'll never know what it'll be like to have him. I doubt he'll ever cheat on his bitch."
Mei smiled, shook her head. She said, "I'll make him. Lu, write me a sign that says out of order. This week is going to be fun."
When Lu wrote "Out of order" on a sheet of paper she pulled from her backpack beside her, Mei grabbed her huge breasts through her clothes, took the paper.
"Thanks, Lu. You know what makes this better?" Mei said, moving her focus to the distant Chang, who was near the slim girl with the alluring face known as Sa Sa. "He's forbidden fruit."
Lu put her arm around Mei's shoulders. She said, "The apple in the cage is always more desirable than the apple you can get with no problem."
"Look at them. That should be me kissing him." Cayi said as she watched Chang exchange kisses with Sa Sa.
The couple kissed with a passion that made the two glasses-donning boys near them walk away as they carried textbooks. "He really does love showing off his trophy."
"Lucky bitch." Lu said before bowing her head. She laid on the bleacher, moved her hands behind her head. In the blue sky, a white cloud shaped like a cock drifted high above her. "Hey, Mei. If you get him, will you tell us all about how it went?"
Mei patted Lu's knee. She said, "Do you have big breasts?"
Lu smiled.
"Lu, there's no if about it. Mei will make whatever she says is going to happen happen." Cayi said. "You remember what she did to that bitch who made fun of you for loving Italy."
"She killed herself because of that." Lu said. Mei nodded, smirked. "Thanks, Mei. You're a great friend."
"What are you going to do with the paper?" Cayi said, directing her question to Mei.
During lunch that day, two people occupied a hallway in the school.
Mei and Chang.
Watching from her position near a corner, Mei kept her eyes trained on Chang as she held a tape roll, scissors, the paper sheet Lu wrote "Out of order" on.
Chang held a plastic container filled with fried chicken. He nodded, smiled, entered the men's restroom.
Mei's heart pounded in her chest as her body filled with warm joy.
It was time to make her plan happen.
She went to the spot near the restroom's door. After cutting a tape section into an one-inch long tape strip, the girl applied the tape strip to the paper sheet and restroom door.
Not long after, the sheet of paper with "Out of order" written on it was taped to the men's restroom door.
The sheet of paper would prevent any unwelcome student from interrupting what Mei intended on doing to Chang inside the restroom.
If a male student or male teacher had diarrhea while intending on using a toilet in the restroom near Mei, they would have to deal with major embarrassment after defecating themselves.
Chang was in the restroom, accompanied by fried chicken. If Mei was fortunate, Chang would choose to eat his food in the restroom, which would give her more time to make each step in her plan happen.
She longed to see the cock Sa Sa might have seen the night before.
Her pussy leaked in anticipation.
Mei opened the restroom door, moved into the room she had no permission to be in, closed the restroom door.
No man or boy was at a sink or urinal in the restroom, which smelt as if a person sprayed cologne a short moment ago.
Chang's back faced Mei.
White earbuds sat in his ears. His head was bowed. His arms were bent, as if he had an object in his hands.
His container filled with fried chicken was on the sink closest to the wall.
Like sex, eating while listening to music is a pleasure people hope never goes extinct.
Chang must have planned on eating his fried chicken while listening to music in the restroom.
He wasn't aware his fellow classmate had a different plan for him.
Mei went to the sink closest to the restroom door, placed the scissors and tape roll on it.
