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Lower the Score, Higher the Punishment (Wave and Garmore)

WaveVelour

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Jun 26, 2016
Time had been running very slowly during these last minutes of the class. Despite the multiple people sitting at their desks, the room was way more silent than usual. Some impatient, and some stressed, everyone was eager to learn their final grades that belonged to this current course, hoping to have a nice relieving closure to the term. Certainly, no one wanted to go holiday with the depressing mindset of repeating the course. While on a tourney, begrudged girls of the cheerleader squad were late to take their final exams compared to the other students, hence the reason behind them being still at the school. They were all willing to hear the words explaining how they passed the test, and join the others.

As the minutes past, some of the group members had already had the honor of learning their grades. So far, the results were promising, although the numbers that declared others’ success or failure were meaningless for the long haired girl sitting in the second row. Although she was busy distributing forced smiles to her group members, nothing held real value compared to her own grade. The list being in alphabetical order, she solicitously awaited the letter ‘J.’ Little polished fingers tapping on the desk reflected Julia’s impatience. Her other hand was still, holding the tip of her dirty blonde hair which was tied back into an orderly pony. Her long legs that embellished the wet dreams of many students were bare under the skirt which was no longer than the one she wore when she practiced the art of cheerleading.

Upon announcement of more grades, well established captain of the cheerleader squad leaned back in her chair, and let her smooth thighs brush each other as she crossed her legs in relaxation. She was quite sure she had passed the test now, only wondering how high her score was. “Good job Iona!” Julia cheered from where she rested her shapely hips. She momentarily turned back to toss a quick wink at her friend, although her green eyes were quick to shift back to teacher’s desk. They squinted in awe as it was now her turn to hear her success.
 
Blair had been dreading this moment to be specific for the health of his eardrums, being a math teacher during exams season was annoying to say the least, but with the cheerleading squad entirely in his class through a strange occurrence meant this was about to be a bit worse. The results reading had been easy enough while the relatively young teacher ran his fingers through his cropped light auburn hair and reached the name he had been dreading.

"Julia, you may have to see me after this." He slipped a small test packet onto the girls desk before quite quickly retreating to his desk, his haste spurred on by the score and letter on the top right corner of the score sheet. "59% D" with the small note "please do the make-up work if you wish to pass." Blair adjusted the tie on his light white dress shirt, framing his athletic figure just a bit, for a teacher he certainly didn't look the part, if he missed up his hair and dressed casually, someone could even mistake the man for a teacher.
 
Good looks of the math teacher had always been a welcomed sight among the students, obvious or secret, some of the girls even having a little crush on this Blair guy. Only if he hadn’t been a lecturer of such a boring subject. All of the cheerleaders were energetic little ladies. It was difficult for those vibrant school girls to sat on their butts to do math problems. Thanks to the captain’s heavy training, they were all fit and quite alluring. Julia being the captain for two years now had great influence over the rest of the group members. Not only her acrobatic skills were amusing, that also didn’t affect her academic life. She had managed to do pretty well this term to. This time however, upon receiving the anticipated score of her last test, her thin brows immediately dropped. She was a bit late to comprehend this displeasing result.

Her eyes still staring at the paper that marked her score, pretty visage of girl with almond eyes appeared over the captain’s shoulder. “Wow. That sucks.” Karen sighed with a hint of a humorous smile. “Turns out we’ll be together for make-ups.”

“Make-up?!” Julia uncrossed her smooth legs and strongly stomped her feet on the floor, the sudden motion briefly exposed the white of her bikini panties, however not so much to reveal the lace detail. She had just recognized that the result of her low grade would also lead her to fail the class. “How can this be? How come I have above average score and fail the course?” Her envious eyes gazed upon the others in the room. “While they pass?” She sank into her seat.

“Maybe he likes to see you around.” Karen added with a chuckle, nudging the captain. “See me after the class Julia, wink.” The humorous brunette continued with a terrible imitation of the teacher’s voice.

“Oh, shut up…” The pretty captain of the cheerleaders sharply raised her hand. “Mr. Blair? I think you’ve marked my test wrong. It says D in here.” She beamed from her desk.
 
For all of the positive qualities Julia had taught and lead the other cheerleaders, being able to speak quietly enough for the teacher not to notice...wasn't really one of them. Blair had a more or less front row seat to listen to the girl's speaking between each other, with the sudden stomp almost making the younger teacher jump a bit, it was a sound he certainly hadn't expected, and from quickly snapping to look at it, eyes getting a minor peek at Julia's panties, before snapping back at eye level.

"Julia, please don't make such unneededly loud noises, it's disruptive to the other students." That was the other reason the cheerleaders might not have enjoyed his class. Blair was a utter stickler for the rules and making sure all of his students behaved 'properly' often discouraging the girls from dressing so lightly, and speaking in class was a constant peeve of the teacher. He spent a few moments resting at his desk after handing out all the tests.

Coffee is what'd need to bring him through this day, especially as the cheer captain had raised her hand, this was going to be a long one, wasn't it. Her question only made it sink in further. Standing back up to walk to the pretty blonde girl. "No, that's all correct, I made sure to grade your test myself, but, you'll have to do make-up work like anyone else, you can see me after classes, you shouldn't miss more then one practice after all." He'd given her a passive smile with his words, hoping to abade the girl's seeming annoyance.

Hearing his students talk about him in such an incident way though, the young math teacher made sure to give Karen a bit of glare from over his thin rimmed glasses. His stern glare speaking enough while he let out a small, very annoyed sigh.
 
Next to being her closest friend, Karen sometimes took the role of the devil whispering into captain’s ears, as if Julia wasn’t enough of a little demon herself. Especially under the influence of situations like this, she was definitely a difficult girl suppress. Her classmates knowing her traits very well, they were used to the girl’s ups and downs. All the regular attention from the boys, and the praise that came from the art of cheerleading she was so good at had formed the haughty blonde’s characteristics accordingly. Albeit acting like a bitch time to time, she also had an undeniable special charm to herself, which made her a sort of an unofficial leader of the girls in class, in addition to being the captain of the team.

“See Julia, he failed you himself, personally.” The banterer behind her smiled sneakily.

“Please be quiet Karen, I’m not in the mood.” Julia shrugged it off. Her confusion had begun to turn into fury, although she wasn’t on the verge of explosion yet. “That makes no sense. Who else could grade my test anyway?” The frowned captain crossed her arms over her chest, under her round assets which defined those already striking orbs more. “I’m not intended to miss any of them…” She kept talking to herself.

A breeze of perfume wound across the room when a posh girl stood up from her seat. Despite sitting in the last row, it was almost impossible to not notice the grandiose young lady. Highlighted by her well-groomed velvet hair, Penelope packed her ornate bag. “What are you mumbling about darling? Just deal with it.” She softly spoke. The redhead carried such a bewitching aura that one would guess she were to blow a kiss after every sentence.

Hearing that feathery voice rolled Julia’s eyes. “I was thinking, that our kindhearted lecturer should reevaluate my score.”
 
Blair had always been known to annoy the student athletes in his classes, he only seemed to give chances to do make up work or speak with him during the times the sports teams would normally be practicing, and was relatively stern on this time, and at that, making up a test could take a while to do, which might just be an issue for the captain of the cheer team, especially if her eligibility for the teams summer training was close to being on the line.

The teacher had just been watching for a few moments as the cheer captain and her friend spoke, before sitting down, mentally kicking his feet up, eyes resting on the two now problem children of his class, and continuing with the normal happenings of a class in finals season, before, with the chime of a bell, he could finally relax for a moment. "You're all dismissed, and because it's finals season, you're done for the day, unless you need to do some extra work, you're free to go home."

Penelope had given him less issues then say, Karen, so Blair had never minded her much, and Julia normally hadn't been much of an issue, though, he could tell from how she had been talking to herself, and talking to the girl who might as well fit as a stereotype for an upper class girl, he might've had someone yelling his ear off for the next few minutes. Yet, he packed his own bag, locking all the cabinets and drawers in his classroom, before moving to the door, finally free for the holiday...
 
Admiring bottom of the redhead swung from side to side as Penelope was the first student to head towards the exit. She wasn’t part of the cheerleader group, and had an entirely different place in the school society. While she pranced across the room, she looked down at the others like she always did. “Keep swinging those pompoms dear, I am certain it will work out in the end.” After her little mockery, the swanky redhead was out.

“We don’t use them anymore…” Julia quietly lowered her brows at her desk. Blair also looked to be keen on getting himself free from his whimsical students. A quick glance around the classroom revealed that everyone in fact was ready to leave the school behind. After all, there wasn’t much left to do after learning their grades. “That’s it?” The blonde captain questioned, darting up to her feet.

A sumptuous brown skin girl stood up next to Julia. With her tight body and envious long legs, she stood higher than the captain. “Come on Julia, I have things to do.” Bianca tried to bring her friend to reason with a half exhausted expression.

“I had plans to! And it doesn’t include adding up numbers.” The vibrant blonde dashed through the rows of desks like an arrow off the bow. At first, it seemed to be she was trying to catch up to Penelope, who knew for what reason. There wasn’t any real quarrel between the two, but it was no secret they didn’t love each other either. However, instead of running out, Julia palmed the door before her teacher and shut it close from inside. Moving this fast, she took a second or two just to catch her breath. Quick heaving of her chest enlivened her protruding breasts. “Is 60 a passing mark? I’m sure you could squeeze an extra point or two from my test.” Julia restively asked.
 
"The retakes are tomorrow, anyone with a grade lower then 60 really should come in, unless you want to be in my class again next year, and trust me, I change the tests each year." Were his lats words to the class as they had filed out. Bag packed, and travel mug in his hand, but, one of his students just had to sprint up in front of him, a soft sigh leaving his mouth while he turned to face his student.

Blair had a soft scowl resting on his brow while he looked at Julia. "Is that top even in school regulations?" He asked half jokingly before shaking his head, running a hand through his short auburn hair. "But trust me, I did all I could, rounded up your half points, but, just like everyone else, you'll need to do the retake tomorrow. And no, I won't squeeze an extra point into your test, fairs fair." Blair was incredibly exasperated by this point, he just wanted to be on his way home.

"Here, I'll make you a deal, you let me go home, and I'll let you take the test earlier." The distant annoyance in the teachers eyes, and the light glare from over the rims of his glasses showed that the cheer captain was the only thing in between him and a long day of netflix. "You'll get it done, and then you can go play with your friends in your little cheer squad, but, I have to follow rules, unlike you." Blair stated with an exhausted tone.
 
Knowing how strict their lecturer could get, and how systematic he was in his job, all students were quite sure that he wouldn’t give that extra point Julia needed so much. Though, she still had taken her chance. And now that she knew a score of sixty was indeed enough to pass her class, the captain was more persistent. She paused a moment to look down at her so called improper shirt. While her classmate Bianca sported such a distracting cleavage, slight display of her own bust getting the blame was not fair, although she had bigger concerns right now.

“Don’t change the subject Mr. Blair.” Julia persuaded further, her attractive form covering the door to prevent anyone from leaving the classroom. “Maybe you miscalculated, huh? I must have done 60% of the test!” The daring captain of the group continued.

“He’s a math teacher Julia.” Unable to exit, Bianca stood near the door. However, his following statement got on the girl’s nerves as well. “Little squad?” Bianca repeated.

“Yeah!” The captain approved. “While promoting the name of the school, it’s fine. When it’s over, they don’t even take you seriously. What a coincidence the captain of the little team fails the class with just a little score. They’ll make me repeat the class, and disband all of us then. To spare the school budget from our trip costs!” Julia spontaneously fabricated a ridiculous plot. Regardless of its believability, it seemed to spark a little something in the students.

“I heard the security the other day complaining about having to work overtime for late sport practices.” Iona, the more anxious member of the group joined the conversation. Her blue eyes worriedly twinkled through her thin glasses as she too positioned herself close to the exit.
 
Blair stood just those few steps in front of his freedom, having to listen to the words of Julia. "For once I agree with your friend. I'm a math teacher, and I made sure to check your score was correct, I want to be in this situation about as much as you do." The way Blair was looking around Julia in an attempt to open the door with her standing in front of it, it could almost appear if if he was checking her out, barring the distant look in his eyes.

The captain's story had his face contort for a second, before chuckling for a short moment. "You're really going to try to sway me with something as patently ridiculous as that, I almost want to congratulate you for coming up with something on the spot like that, have you considered theater instead of cheerleading?"They really were coming out of the woodwork, he hadn't even noticed Iona still in the room, much less, noticed her standing in this small group near the door.

"I'll make myself clear, the score is correct, and you tragically failed by one point, yet, like everyone else you'll need to come in tomorrow and take the redo. Unless you do poorly again. You'll be back practicing in a day or two." Blair's hand reaching up to rub the bridge of his nose for a moment, looking down at Julia. "So please, let's just go home, and deal with this all in the morning."
 
Not to spend another night studying math, Julia was so carried away by her efforts to somehow obtain a passing note, she didn’t take notice if Blair’s glances had a curious meaning to them. No matter what thought the math teacher held in his brilliant mind while starring at the cheerleader like that, it caught the attention of another close to the scene. Bianca raised an eye brow at that. Her quite young handsome teacher checking on another, while her no less attractive features got no attention was a good reason for the girl to get envious. “Why did you want to see her after the class?” Bianca brought the question to her teacher.

“To break my motivation of course.” Being in a completely different mindset than her friend, Julia answered herself. “So I would fail again and everything goes upside down! According to the plan!” The overly excited captain kept making arguments to support her unlikely plot.

“According to plan.” Karen repeated smilingly, two fingers of her each hand drawing little air quotes. Julia lowered her thin brows at her best friend for making fun of her situation. As an uncertain signal, her finger drew a half arc in the air. With that, Karen finally raised her lazy ass from her seat. “Fine, I failed too anyway.” She grumbled.

“I mean, all classes were over, and school would be closed after the class.” Bianca seemingly complained about something who knows what.

“Right!” Julia responded, though she honestly hadn’t listened to any word of Bianca’s. “I believe as a compensation of your disbelief Mr. Blair, you ought to…” While talking, Julia narrowed her eyes to see it better. In the middle of the talkative captain’s peculiar speak, as if practicing an unseen maneuver from the cheer training, Karen abruptly sprang up in the air, managing to jump quite high actually. She hugged Blair from behind. Her pretty legs quickly coiled the young teacher’s waist, while her arms his neck. Julia’s dilated green eyes widened with the obscure occurrence. “What are you doing?!” She exclaimed loudly.

“You told me! Jump on top of him!” Karen shouted back at the captain, one of her hands drawing an arc in the air.

“I just told you to bring my bag!” Julia tried to explain the grave miscommunication, but feeling to be already at a point of no return, she backed up her best friend by reflexively pushing against Blair from the opposite side too.
 
"To avoid exactly this kind of situation, I didn't want your friend here to fail my class, I would dread having to repeat my course with these students." A bit of a sigh leaving him again as Blair turned to Bianca for a moment. Shrugging gently while he seemed to have resigned himself for a moment.

"What's gotten in your head to think I'd be part of some grand plan to break up the cheerleading team." Blair continued to rub the bridge of his nose gently, seemingly having being taken on a wild ride by this group of students, and even Karen was still here? His seemingly annoyed eyes darting from student to student, then resting on Bianca for a moment, more or less trying to figure out what her game was from a distant look.

"Is your friend alright? does she always do this to teachers?" Blair couldn't help but ask with a sigh to the dark skinned girl, he'd heard rumors of Julia being hard to handle here and there, alongside being a bit of an annoyance to other students, even a few lightly spoken teachers calling her a bitch. This was a quite different thing though. "Like I said, you two can do the retake tomorrow, you can hear me right?" The teacher asked in utter disbelief.

Julia finally seemed to be suggesting something semi-reasonable, and the teacher begun to relax for a half second, that is, before the brunette had begun to tackle him from behind, the man dropping his, gladly sealed, travel mug as he extended his arms, attempting to stop himself from toppling forward in the moment. "I echo your friends statement, what are you doing!" The arms around the young teachers neck acting as a quite strong message for him not to immediately try shaking the girl off. "Karen, please get off of me. I will call your parents." He raised his voice, shouting relatively loudly at the girls.

Though, As Julia quickly begun to push against Blair from the other side, he toppled over quite quickly, now having a moment to look over the two girls that had pushed him in this situation, his hands holding himself up roughly, mostly as he didn't want to injure the student who had questionably wrapped around his back. "Now, could you please let me up, and I'll be as kind as not getting you two expelled?"
 
Things had escalated very fast thanks to the little stunt of Karen. For the rest, it was only instinctual of Julia to back up her best friend at school. The two had managed to throw off Blair’s balance, resulting him falling down to floor. Fortunately, flexible hips of Karen acted as a damper to their fall. Like the others, the brunette was used to jumping and falling from their cheering practices, but the fall still ripped a little grunt from the girl.

Despite being a quite strict person, hearing the math teacher raise his voice like that was not a common sight. Hearing that, Iona backed up a little. However, given the situation, Blair still kept himself calm and collected despite all.

Looking down at her teacher and her friend, who still held her arms and legs around the man, Julia didn’t know what to do. The rumors about the infamous blonde were correct. Surely, every teacher who had the honor of meeting the young lady had an unpleasant story to tell. The captain had a wide range of emotions to express herself. She could be lovely when happy, and a total bitch when things didn’t go quite well, as most people would confirm.

“You little troublemaker. All the time!” Bianca scolded her captain. Although it was another member of the team that took the first physical action, she held Julia responsible for this whole situation. Before Julia could defend herself, she was pushed aside by the girl.

“Expelled? Get away from there!” Even if this whole situation looking to be concerning, Bianca partly enjoyed the possible rare opportunities she could take advantage of. Her tight body sunk to join the others down on the floor. She got to her knees, and allowed her busty form rest on top of Blair, though it was questionably how this would help the young teacher. Poor math teacher was now sandwiched between two cheerleaders, not the worst thing in the world to be honest. Bianca’s firm breasts crushed against the man as the girl reached out for Karen lying behind him. She began to yank on Karen’s dark hair. “Get away I said!” Bianca repeated.
 
This was, a series of events Blair hadn't expected in the longest stretch. "Alright I'll make you girls a deal, you get off me now, and I'll not only not have you expelled, but I'll put in a kind word with the school therapist to deal with whatever you're going through." The teachers tone was anything but kind at this point, being a mix of annoyance and sarcasm. Another sigh left him as he had composed himself for a moment again.

He wasn't really in a place where he could easily get the girls off. Blair being a teacher, he couldn't really hurt one of his students lest his career be over in a moment, and well, this situation would be impossible to explain without seeming like a madman. Iona backing up wouldn't help his case, but, at least no one was running out quite yet."One of you two, please put some sense in your friends, I'm not going to be known as the teacher found in a pile of his students." Blair somewhat pleaded with the two cheerleaders who hadn't quite jumped in yet.

As Bianca begun to speak up, a small part of Blair felt relief maybe he would be free from the pair of insane cheerleaders but instead, it was just Julia being pressed away and the dark skinned girl pressing against him. Less, him being freed, and more being placed into a different hell. He couldn't quite tell if she was trying to take the fall for the captain, or just trying to get Karen in even more trouble then she currently was in, but the feeling of two girls chests pressed firmly against him, as their bodies passively rubbed against him.

Well..it did cause his face to flush the lightest bit, though, if someone could figure out he wasn't flush from anger, it would be a surprise to Blair at the least, a grunt leaving his mouth as he stared Bianca in the eyes. "Please, you're supposed to be the reasonable one, get off of me." His eyes then flickered to Julia. "if you wanted to sink your team, this might be the best way, I really don't want to do this yet.." His tone was obviously threatening, and somewhat confused.
 
Just for a moment, Julia thought that this new deal her teacher began to offer would help her pass her math class. However, when she learned the truth, that it was nothing more than sarcasm of calling her mad, she sharply lowered her expressive eyebrows. He indeed was in a difficult situation to say the least. His body lying between the comfort of two girls, he was in a hard position to explain if anyone were to find out. After tousling Karen’s hair for good thanks to all the hair pulling she performed on the girl, Bianca finally came to a stop.

Seemingly taking his teacher’s advice from earlier about joining the drama club, Julia put her wrist on her forehead. “Ooh… Only I hadn’t failed my course. I would still have the respect of my beloved team…” She then wore a more serious demeanor. “Alright girls, break it up.” The captain shouted meekly. Without waiting for a response though, she continued. “See, they don’t listen at all… Besides you need a crane to lift Bianca’s ass.” The captain pointed out the generous ramp the girl had.

“Heey~” Bianca turned her head to look back. Iona too looked at the captain, assumingly since she didn’t know what to do. Karen’s eyes were on the captain as well. Feeling the pressure on her like many times before today, Julia finally decided to take charge.

“Fine! I’ll improvise.” Her little finger pointed at his young math teacher. “But I’ll need your belt.” With that, the captain dropped to her knees next to the people of three. Under the cheerleader on top, her hand slid along the man’s waistline. Karen too followed the lead, approaching the belt buckle from the opposite direction.
 
The ruffling of Karen's hair had quickly raised Blair's suspicion that something might have been up, but, the dramatic placement of Julia's hand against her forehead had sealed the deal, while he sighed out loudly. "You're messing with me aren't you, well, it isn't very funny, if anything it's about as annoying as could be." He did his best to move under the girl on top of him, the teacher indulging himself for a moment, Bianca was a quite attractive girl, but not only was she decently younger then him, yet she also was currently forcing him down against his classroom floor, something that was a great inconvenience.

The tone of the girls was greatly distressing, confusing to the teacher as he looked to Julia as well, hopefully logic would prevail over her but as she mentioned his belt, well, it seemed he was in some form of trouble. "Please be reasonable, just get off of me and we can talk this over, It's not like we can't figure out something can we?" It...may have been a bit too late for blair to attempt to make a deal with the students currently starting to crawl over him, the feeling of two girls hands running along his waistline worrying, especially as they seemed to be working off his belt buckle.

The gravity of the situation begun to fully set in as he felt Karen's hand on his belt as well. "I would greatly suggest you stop doing whatever got in your heads. I'm your teacher not some plaything for your whims." At now he was actually starting to try to struggle from under Bianca, though, she was quiet a bit heavier then he had quiet expected, and with his belt being slowly taken off, well, he couldn't move that quickly.
 
Had been cheering on the same team for four years, Julia and Karen had a great coordination with each other. Syncing their moves, their hands worked on the teacher’ belt as if they belonged to the same person. It required a bit of yanking, but his belt was eventually off. It might have also been the first of many articles of clothing to be removed today. Julia held the poor guy’s belt from its end, and let it dangle down, just like a dead snake of sorts. She also knew where to find a livelier snake very well, if things came down to it.

Considering all the wild events happening in the classroom, the math teacher had been reasonable calm so far. So much in fact, he should have gotten a reward for his trouble. Despite his profession, no one could have calculated or made sense of the behavior of the ambiguous girls in his class. And there were a lot of them. Let alone the whole group, dealing with just one of the cheerleaders was a tiresome task for any instructor.

“Well, I tried to talk to you, but you were busier staring down your empty funny mug than listening to me.” Julia explained as she let go of the man’s belt.

Mention of a plaything sparked an interest in Bianca. She straightened her posture and sat on Blair’s belly, having him between her long legs. Thanks to that, Karen could heave a sigh of relief. Though, being under the weight of his teacher this long had started to tingle her shoulders. Before she would slip off though, there was one more task she could have carried out. “Do you want me to unbutton my teacher’s pants too?” Karen asked. Because of the tone of her voice, it wasn’t very clear if she was joking or not. However, knees of the girl that sat on Blair obscured her access anyway.

“No you can’t do that!” Bianca seemingly protested. She drew herself a little forward over the handsome math teacher. “I’ll do it.” She suggested. Her already busty breast became more defined when she pulled her arms behind her back. Her skillful fingers blindly located the button after a few tries, undoing it pretty fast next.
 
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