Skylar Evans walked down the corridor to her next class, math. She's always loved math; she loves the fact that math is an everyday priority, so She need to learn as much as she can as soon as possible. As she sat in her chair in a middle row, her so-called-boyfriend, Chris, entered the room. Considering he's a senior, he shouldn't be in there. When he spotted her, a smirk shadowed his lips. He casually walked over to her, taking an empty chair next to her. "So, how's my stunning girlfriend doing?" He asked, placing a wet kiss on her cheek. She's always wondered, why is he so nice to me when people are around, but hurt me when we're alone? "Okay, I guess," she muttered, trying her best to ignore his gaze. She felt his clammy hand being …show more content…
Johnson walk into the room. "Gotta go, love you Sky," he said, quickly getting up, kissing the top of her head, and clumsily sauntering out of the room. She watched him as he left the room, the way his backpack swings all over the place makes her sick. ' How could some inconsiderate fool come in here, about to say something bad to me, then stop when a teacher walks in. I wish I could kick him in the balls, if he wasn't the most popular guy in school,' she thought. "Nice boyfriend you have there," Mrs. Johnson said, catching her off guard. She turned her head to look at her, noticing that the rest of the students have entered the classroom. Her cheeks turned red when she called him her 'boyfriend.' It wasn't out of embarrassment; she was angry. "Yeah," she sighed, wishing it wasn't true, hiding how she really …show more content…
Evans has escaped into a daydream," Mrs. Johnson said, grasping her attention. All the class turned in their seats and stared at her. She slid into her seat out of embarrasment. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after class? But, boy was she wrong. When she exited the classroom, all eyes were on her. Since she goes to a small school of about three-hundred students, word gets around pretty quickly. Every girl was looking at each other, then staring at her, and back again. Even the emo kids were looking at her weirdly. Everyone knows her as Little Miss Perfect. They expect her to have perfect grades, a perfect boyfriend, and a perfect life, when really, everything is eminently hectic. She studies for four hours each night before a test, her boyfriend abuses her, and her father left before she was born. Everything isn't perfect in Little Miss Perfect's life, now is it? She was walking to her locker to put her books away, until she felt two hands wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to his body. She knew who it was; Chris, of course. He spun her around, and surprisingly, pecked her on the lips. "I heard what happened in Mrs. Johnson's class," he smirked, going down to kiss her neck. She wanted so badly to push him off, but she'd be in trouble if she did, yet it felt heavenly to
However, the class environment is much different which causes Charlotte to change the way that she views her extravagant teacher. The new classroom could be described to have an environment that was based upon hostility and disdain. Miss Hancock is the new target of mockery, she is given no respect. Charlotte begins to take part in the antics of her new class. Miss Hancock raises her arms and a boy yells “‘let us pray’”. (5) Laughter exploded within the room and Charlotte joined as she “snickered fiercely” (5) behind her duo tang folder. The pressure of the entire class laughing has an impact on Charlotte that causes her to disrespect Miss Hancock by joining in. The new environment is beginning to cause Charlotte to change the way that she had initially treated Miss Hancock. Furthermore, the new student-created environment causes Charlotte to fear speaking to Miss Hancock publicly. As a result of this, Charlotte arranges to speak to Miss Hancock after class as she “wanted to be sure that [the conversation] would not be witnessed.” (5) The new environment has pressured Charlotte into avoiding contact with Miss Hancock as she likely wants to avoid being also mocked by her classmates. The class has changed Charlotte’s character by indirectly causing her to fear interacting with Miss
He could sense he was about to take the blame for his and Tom’s progressing relationship and sticking his legs straight out in front of him, he folded his arms defensively across his chest. “So?” he muttered, his lower lip pushing into a moody pout. “A few kisses never hurt
"I seen my sister kissing the neighbor girl once. Just wondered what it felt like is all." he tried to explain it all in one breath, his ears burning red in embarrassment.
Her eyes widened for a moment; an expression which she used to her advantage. She looked up at him, the picture of innocence as she took his cock in both hands, warming it gently with soft strokes. She opened her mouth, still keeping her eyes on him, and extended her tongue to lick slowly with from the base to the tip.
Jake leaned over her pale lips, and brushed his lips across her tender flesh. A tear splashed onto her cheek. Delphi moaned and opened her eyes. “You kissed me.”
“JoJo, is something wrong?” You knelt behind him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and submitting to the urge to kiss his cheek. He seemed stiff and uncomfortable.
He sat down, and fidgeted with his shirt sleeve, then turned to her, "Aww, come on, what does one kiss hurt?
“What’s th” she was cut off as Neal lowered his lips to hers and kissed her delicately. Her eyes opened wide in disbelief and then closed as she enjoyed the feel of his soft lips, but not for long. She pushed him away. “What are you doing?!”
I tried hard not to cling to him but the way he kept pulling me, made it hard.
“Yeah…” Dan trailed off, still entranced. He’d kissed plenty of girls before, but this was different. He’d never felt so mesmerized by a kiss before. Honestly, he’d never really initiated a kiss before. Usually his girlfriend would do it. As much as he’d hated to admit it, Dan had never really
"What's going on here?" Tyler look at both Summer and I for answer. "Summer came to officially welcome Sacha into Rougeville High School." One of her light pink hair told Tyler. I just rolled my eyes at her lie. "Oh, yes! Just trying to welcome our new senior her." Summer smiled, confirming the lie. Tyler grinned believing what she said. "That's great Summer," His eyes landed on me. Why does this boy have to be this towards me? Especially when his girlfriend is insane obsessive over him. "I'll catch you later in class, Sacha." And with that he guided her girlfriend to a near by table as her posse stare me down. "Already made enemies with the Queen Bees, I see." I jumped up to see a dark-skinned girl right across my table. "Who are you?' I ask her. Her hair was raven black as it was puffy. Her attire consist of white shoes, pants, and jacket while her crop top was black. Throughout the time Summer and I bumping heads, the random girl had time to get her lunch and sit right next to me. "Thea Jones. The official 'nerd' at Rougeville." She said with pride. "You are a nerd? No way" I exclaimed, not believing her. "What? Do I need some big over-sized glasses to prove it?" She look at
As the class heads down to the cafeteria, I think hard about what happened in Mrs. Price’s classroom. Sylvia Saldivar keeps silently giggling and making faces from the front of the line.I wipe my red eyes and try not to look at her.
She walked into the classroom; eyes sparkling with excitement. The teacher arranged everyone into a single file line to walk down the hall. She could not contain her excitement as the line moved forward, then around a corner, and ended up at her favorite place: the library.
Sitting at her desk waiting for the teacher arrive she steals a glance toward Tom who was being surrounded by groups of girls that were pushing their bust up, getting really close, holding his arms, and saying sweet words they would usually say to get boys. Tom who was very calm at the moment turns cold and shrugs off the hoes that were surrounding him.
He just smiled at her and wrapped his arms around her tightly. he could swear she felt smaller than she did when he left but he just assumed it was his imagination.