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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.
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.
