Snow|Fate Untitled

"Heeey....cheating is bad..."

"Shhhh...keep quiet or the teacher will see us..."

"Stop....if we get caught it'll be bad for my rep in student council..."

"Stop whining I'm almost done...."

Angelique sighed heavily a deep blush of embarrassment upon her pale cheeks as the male sitting beside her just decided to copy her english test.

"She's gonna know you copied..."

The redhead whined softly.

"Shh..."

she sighed and folded her arms over her chest. Why couldn't he just go for tutoring? She purposely began putting down the wrong answers. "Well at least maybe I won't get in trouble..." she thought. Sadly, she wasn't the type to crawl up under a teacher's ass and become teacher's pet. So most likely she would be stuck with the bad grade. She spoke her mind, and told it how it was. If she didn't like something or someone, everyone would know.

As soon as the bell rang she let out a relieve sigh. She had finished the test quickly, having put the wrong answers and all, and was staring at the clock above the teacher's desk plastered onto the wall.

"You should really come to tutoring some time Jake..."

She said before leaving the class. Yes...gym class. The only class where she didn't have to worry about someone cheating off her in. The only thing that stressed her about the class was the outfits... Those tight little gym shorts and that ridiculously tight shirt... She wished her teacher was a man... Seeing her teacher in their same uniform always got her so worked up during and after class.... So worked up that she would have to ditch study hall just to cool down.

"Hey Angel...up for some studying after this?"

"Sure why not..." Hopefully knowing that she had to help someone would calm her nerves during class.

"Alright class, let's start with some stretches..."

As always Angelique's cheeks were tinted a light pink, her emerald eyes glued on her curvaceous teach. She should have been a model.

Angelique wasn't the only one admiring the gym teacher. True, Lyndsey, Lyn to her friends, didn't have quite the same problems. The icy blonde goth had once more handed in a doctor's notice, claiming that she couldn't actually do gym because of a "long term illness." The teachers just accepted it, so long as Lyn didn't actually do anything to bother anyone.

The girl did looked like a trouble maker. Baggy jeans nearly slid off her lean frame, held mostly by hope and the occasional tug. Beneath them was a body that some guys would probably call "smoking hot." Most guys wouldn't get anywhere near the blonde. Her lip piercings, silver glinting upon black lipstick, looked almost like snake's fangs. Her eyes had the hard glint of stone, making the blue almost reflective. That she had hair the color of platinum, a side effect of dying, mattered little. nor did her breasts, which certainly showed enough cleavage. Said cleavage was generally held in a fishnet top, and the girl had a dog collar too. You didn't mess with this one.

But she messed with you. And now her eyes went to the goodie two-shoes Angelique. The cute redhead had so been cheating on her English test. Lyn had tried to get a shot of it on her cell, but she couldn't be sure how clear it was. Not to mention that she'd nearly lost said device when a teacher noticed it out. Only some smooth talking and promises had kept it. Still, shouldn't be too hard to blackmail little miss Angel into doing exactly what Lyn wanted.

"English ought to be a breeze this year," she joked, laughing. She let her eyes continue to roam her classmen as they stretched. Sheep, all of 'em. Cute ones though, like the guy over there, or maybe Angelique herself, come to think of it...

Her eyes continued to roam the woman's body in admiration, and a small bit of lust brewing deep down inside that she would never admit. Her body wasn't so great really. She was slender and petite, pretty short for her age. She almost resembled a little girl in appearance. However, the way she carried herself in what she did everyone knew she was more mature than her body let off, and well wanted her because of the contrast.

Angelique had zoned out while doing her exercises. As always when she did so, it appeared she was either having a hard time or just being lazy.

"Miss Dâ??Amour....having trouble again?"

And as always, Ms. Roberre always thought she needed some assistance. "Oh god no...." the redhead thought as she froze completely in place, her eyes watching as the teacher drew close to her.

"Oh, no no no no~ I'm fine...Just a little tired is all...."

Angelique insisted with a nod of her head.

"Well then doll. It's time to get excited. This is gym class, time to be awake and up, up, up!"

Ms. Roberre insisted cheerfully as she made her way over to Angelique.

"Come on now... You've got to loosen up...."

the blonde insisted as she stood behind Angel grabbing her left hip with her hand, and taking her other to press flatly against the teen's back pushing her downward. And down Angelique went, her hole body feeling as if it were on fire as she reached forward to touch her toes. The heat from the other seeped right through the tight uniform that fit tightly accenting her perky breast, and petite butt. The heat rushing through her was intense it felt as if they were completely naked while stretching, the mere thought sending shivers through her slender frame.

For about thirty agonizing minutes the woman instructed the class all the while "helping" Angelique do her stretches properly. "See now, it wasn't all that hard...." Angelique smiled, slightly nodding."If she only knew...it was seriously hard keeping her body in check while being pressed up against a super model for a teacher. There was about fifteen minutes left in class. And she managed to plea the teacher into letting her shower early. Those five minutes alone would allow her to cool down just in time for her next class.

The redhead rushed off toward the showers. Once inside she quickly stripped tossing her clothes off to the side grabbing one of the more private shower sections all the way toward the back. Pulling the curtain shut around her, she turned on the cold water, forcing herself under the cold spray. She assumed it would calm her heated body but it honestly didn't. She was horny as shit after that encounter with the busty blonde and she desperately needed to release....and fast. She toyed with her clit for a few moments before it enlarged into a seven inch cock.

Her five minutes were up, and the others began pouring in and still she hadn't gotten rid of her stark erection. "Fuck....go away..." she murmured to herself, cursing herself for not being a regular girl as she pumped away trying to make herself climax. Soon the class was over and everyone was clearing out except Angelique who was still, chest pressed up against the tiled wall, hips sticking up a bit into the air as she stroked her throbbing cock under the cold spray of water back facing the curtain.

Like most of the people in her 'crowd" Lyn giggled when she saw Angelique getting "personal attention." Unlike most of them, the goth girl watched with some curiosity as the lithe redhead looked almost terrified at being touched. She looked... stiff, as if she were fighting off something. Weird. Was she just someone who didn't like to be touched or something? Would fit her personality pretty well. Another thing that Lyn could use against her in a few moments.

The girl wound up watching with an amused smile as the rest of class unfolded. Far and away the most interesting thing was Angelique and her reactions to being touched and personally helped. Otherwise, class was as boring as ever. However, when the nerdy girl asked to be dismissed early, Lyn decided it was as good a time as ever for her little scheme. She begged off as well, claiming that she needed to use the restroom. Naturally she headed straight for the locker room.

She got there as soon a few moments into Angelique's shower. The sound of running water filled most of the locker room. Should be really easy to intimidate the other girl when she was naked. People generally got more defensive and scared without their clothing armor on. So Lyn hummed to herself as she moved along, ironically Katy Perry's "I Kissed a Girl."

The girl finally reached the shower, moving right up to the only one running. Grinning, she grabbed the curtain and yanked it aside, fully intending to being her teasing. Instead, she stared at the unusual seeing, momentarily speechless.