You see in there school if you not timetabled for an upper Sixth class you can do what you want. And they are only scheduled for 12 hours a week, the rest is supposed to be “independent learning”. So they can skip school as neither have been timetabled until 12, and Simon at 1.
They walk hand in hand up the drive of the school. And onto the main road and walk to book finders, a little coffee shop facing the university, that they often go to. Its half back street second hand book shop half café! With a really relaxed atmosphere!
As they enter the shop the smell of fresh coffee hits them, and instantly relaxes them both! They walk through the book shop to the café section and bell the owner leans round the corner and greets them
“Yea I Bell”
“Coffee?”
“Oh yes please” says Simon
“You got it. Bell you must be a mind reader” says Becky
“Now Rebecca, you know that I’m a witch!” Simon and Becky both laughed an uneasy laugh! For Bell had always professed that she was at one with witch craft.
“What are you doing tonight Beck’s” asked Simon hoping that she would invite him to watch dvds or something.
“emmm” she said thinking
“Oh shit I have to go and look at dresses with Mary, why the hell did you invite me to this stupid formal anyway?” he laughed and shook his head
“You bloody well wanted to go!” he said
“Anyway shopping with Mary might be fun, you’ll look amazing in a dress!” he said knowing that she would but that she would hate this compliment.
“oh fuck off. I can’t believe that the school won’t let me wear a tux like you, I wish you had to wear the stupid dress, and I could wear the poxy tux.” She said imagining him in the dress, she felt a buzz of electricity in her body, she shook her head, how was that sexy? She questioned herself. He was saying something.
“huh wha?” she said mentally shaking herself.
“I said careful you might get what you wish for” he said laughing.
“wishes, then. My speciality!” said bell bringing the coffees. The two laughed again and said thank you.
She got up and fetched a book on astrophysics, and got him a glossy magazine, with a agony aunt page in it, he loved these! As she passed it to him he skipped to the agony page and was engrossed. A couple of hours later and a few coffees later they paid Bell and said their farewells.
As the left Bell called Simon back, Becky stood in the street, a student passed by and stared at her checking her up and down, “fuck this uniform its disgusting.” She thought looking to her skirt which had rode up to just below her panty line, she shook her head and shouted after the student
“You’ll end up in jail pervert!” she pulled he skirt down to it normal level
Simon came out all smiles and they set off.
“What she want?” asked Becky
“Oh nothing” Simon replied coyly
“Really you little dweeb, what did she want” she said smiling, and pretending to punch him.
“No she just said, you’re welcome.”
“What?”
“I have no idea.” With that they walked on. When they got to school they separated. Becky went down to the Gym lockers; she got her gym gear out of her locker and walked to the changing room. Thinking a quick swim and a half an hour work out before chemistry.
She pushed herself, really hard, she was on the tread mill and she started to feel week. She stepped off, thinking that her period was due, so it might be that. She changed and got into the shower, and washed herself.
When she walked back into the changing room, Amanda was there, This was the type of girl Becky hated. She was sporty in that she did dancing, if this was the stated she would be head of the Cheer leading Squad. She was Tall, Blonde had amazing tits, and despite Becky’s hatred of Amanda she had been subject one or two of Becky’s masturbation fantasies! Which sickened Becky!
She watched as Amanda rolled up her tights in just her black thong, her breasts rubbed against her leg as she bent over fixing the toe of her tights! Becky felt her crotch tingle with mild excitement! “Oh fuck no” she thought in a real anger with herself! She quickly dressed and rushed out.
In the corridor, her head was swaying, like she stood up too quick. She walked to the reception at the top of the corridor, and sat down her eyes bluring.
Should she go to class or go home?
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