You stepped into art class on a fine monday morning. So Far the day had been normal and school had been boring as always, but little did you know, that art class was going to be much different.
You took your seat next to these two real cute girls and just sat back. You were, as was the rest of the class, waiting for the teacher to arrive, however, right as one nerdy kid comes running in you begin to feel weird. One of the girls by you smiled seductively and for some reason, you noticed her smile gorw larger and larger, and it as at this moment that your teacher walked in.
Your at teacher was a nice lady, she was just mean to you anmd you never really understood why you guys needed a teacher for art, its not like your going to learn trigonomtry or usa history, it was just art.
Although you never understood the point of a teacher for art, you did know that you were feeling very odd as class began. You stepped out of your seat and asked the tacher if you could go to the restroom, however....
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