Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Lyn sighed as she stepped into her math class. She'd been having trouble in the subject her whole life, but up until now she had always managed to pass. Now though, she found that she was having a bit more trouble getting along than ever before. What was worse was that the end of the first semester was drawing near and this was her last chance to bring her grade up or she would surely fail the semester and likely have to retake her senior year.
That idea just didn't sit well with her because though Lyn had never made plans to go to college, not graduating with her class wouldn't sit well with her, because she had plans to leave that town as soon as possible, and she couldn't do that if she was still in school. Not to mention all the ridicule! If she didn't pass, all her friends would never let her live it down.
Luckily though, Lyn had no plans on failing. She had sent a text message to one of the guys in her class that she'd go on a date with him that weekend if he gave her the answers to the test. The guy of course was more than happy to accept. Lyn knew she was an attractive girl, and she often used that to her own advantage. She stood at five foot five, had long violet died hair, and matching eyes thanks to her contacts. She frequently wore fitted blouses to show off her ample bosom, and miniskirts. She really wasn't overly fond of dressing like that, but it allowed her to cash in favors for promises to go on dates with people.
When Lyn sat down at her desk, she waited for the tests to be passed out before pulling a little slip of paper from the sleeve of her blouse, opening it up and peeking at the answers every once in a while when it looked like her teacher was looking away. At three minutes to the bell, Lyn stood up and walked up to her teacher's desk, setting the paper down and walking back to her desk, looking forward for that bell to ring so she could leave and go home for the weekend. After all, she had a date to get ready for.
That idea just didn't sit well with her because though Lyn had never made plans to go to college, not graduating with her class wouldn't sit well with her, because she had plans to leave that town as soon as possible, and she couldn't do that if she was still in school. Not to mention all the ridicule! If she didn't pass, all her friends would never let her live it down.
Luckily though, Lyn had no plans on failing. She had sent a text message to one of the guys in her class that she'd go on a date with him that weekend if he gave her the answers to the test. The guy of course was more than happy to accept. Lyn knew she was an attractive girl, and she often used that to her own advantage. She stood at five foot five, had long violet died hair, and matching eyes thanks to her contacts. She frequently wore fitted blouses to show off her ample bosom, and miniskirts. She really wasn't overly fond of dressing like that, but it allowed her to cash in favors for promises to go on dates with people.
When Lyn sat down at her desk, she waited for the tests to be passed out before pulling a little slip of paper from the sleeve of her blouse, opening it up and peeking at the answers every once in a while when it looked like her teacher was looking away. At three minutes to the bell, Lyn stood up and walked up to her teacher's desk, setting the paper down and walking back to her desk, looking forward for that bell to ring so she could leave and go home for the weekend. After all, she had a date to get ready for.