AN: Okay, I am doing another single story with another former WWE Diva. In this story, the Diva will be Shelly Martinez, and as with another one of my stories with this same story structure, there will be an OC. I hope that you will enjoy these stories that I write and have fun reading them as I had fun typing this. Enjoy.

CHAPTER ONE

It is well known to almost anyone that you would ask, and this is public knowledge, that school is not for everyone. Don't get what I am stating mixed up. I am not slamming an education. Get it if you can afford it is what I am saying. Some teenagers love getting an education, and look forward to going to school those five days a week. The teens that love going to school are the ones that are usually the brains that are deemed nerds by the other kids at school.

Then there are kids who are just there to get an education, and nothing more. No clubs, no after school activities, or anything like that. They just want to put in their time, and nothing else. Better to get an education now while it is free, you know?

Then there are the kids who would not go to school unless you made them. They don't care about getting an education, and are there because it is something to do. School is like a day care for teens like these.

Sophomore Michael Harris was one of those rare kids that was a mix the first two type of kids. He wasn't a nerd in the least, but he liked school because it was challenging to him, and he knew that he needed an education now so he didn't have to fight to get it in the future. His mom and dad were good normal people, so he didn't have to worry about them being gone in the future. He already had plans for his future, but he didn't tell mom or dad about that. He was the perfect student that all of his teachers loved.

Senior Shelly Martinez was another story. She was the picture of the third group of students that I mentioned. She hated the classes that she had, as if she barely went to school, and when she did, she would cut and hang out anywhere that was not school. Shelly did well enough to be able to go ahead and graduate.

Anyways, their paths are about to cross, right in Algebra II...

I honestly do not get Algebra, or math at all in general.Michael thought, as his Algebra teacher kept going on about the lesson that he was teaching. Sure, he liked school, but Algebra really, how do I put this? He didn't see it as necessary for anything in life. As long as you have basic math skills, you should be alright in life.

Michael sighed, and glanced around at the other students in his class. He had a few friends, and they looked bored as well. Then his eyes fell on the Latin beauty, Shelly Martinez, that sat a few seats in front of him. She was a senior, and a few years older than him. She was a troublemaker at school, and ran with the troublemakers at school. Even after all of that, she had the body of a goddess. Perfect breasts, perfect legs, and an ass that looked like it was carved out of marble.

See, Michael and Shelly talked between each other a few times. They weren't exactly friends, but were far from enemies. They never really hung out, but when they saw each other in the hallways, they would say hi, exchange pleasantries, and go their separate ways.

Was there something else and something more there? Well, that is where time is the best guess on that, right?

Friday. The day that every teenager looked forward to once the final bell rang after the school day. MichaeI was looking forward to heading home, and relaxing by playing some video games until he couldn't anymore, like what some teens would do.

Michael was walking home, and rounded a corner when he saw a familiar teen hanging out in an alley, smoking. He knew from the body frame that it was Shelly. Michael slowly walked up behind her, and tapped her shoulder.

Not surprisingly, she jumped and was about to attack him until she realized who it was.

"Jesus, you scared me. What are you doing here?" Shelly asked him.

"Walking home. What are you doing?" Michael asked her.

"Smoking a joint." Shelly said. She put the joint in her mouth, and lit the end of it. She took a drag of it, and coughed slightly. She took it out of her mouth, and held it out to him.

"Want a hit?" Shelly asked him.

"No. I'm good. My parents are home, and if they smell weed on me, they are going to freak out on me." Michael said.

Shelly shrugged her shoulders in acknowledgment of what he said. She took one last drag of her marijuana cigarette, and put it out. Then she grabbed her book bag, and threw it over her shoulder.

"My house is around the corner from here. Wanna walk me there?" She asked him.

"Sure." Michael said. Why not? He was heading that way anyway, at least he would not be alone heading home.

On the short trip, the two talked about various things, school, friends, and relationship. It was kind of funny, you know. Again, they weren't best friends, or even friends at all, but they were far from enemies.

It wasn't until they stopped in front of Shelly's home, that the mood changed.

"Alright. Thanks for walking with me." Shelly said. "If I don't see you around, I'll see you at school on Monday."

"Okay, thanks." Michael replied. Michael watched Shelly walk into her home, and once he felt that she was safely inside, he went on home himself, his mind wandering a mile a minute the short way there.

Needless to say, Michael was kind of attracted to Shelly. Let's be honest here. Who wouldn't be? She is a babe, and what really got Michael turned on was that she was slightly older than him. She was a senior, and he was a sophomore. It was taboo, and if they got caught together, it would cause trouble. Not as if they were together at the moment...

Speaking of trouble, Michael kind of kept it from Shelly that he knew where she lived. Here's the story. One day, Michael was walking around bored, and before he knew it, he ended up in a walkway by a house, he was out of view of the houses, but he could see inside them if need be. As he was tying his shoe, he glanced up, and saw Shelly. She was wearing a training bra that barely contained her breasts, and she looked as if she was looking around to make sure that no one was around.

He knew then that he shouldn't do what he was about to do, but he did it anyway. Once Michael peered in the window, he saw Shelly masturbating with a vibrator. He was unable to tear his eyes away from what he saw, but he knew that he shouldn't be watching her. He moved away from the window, and managed to accidently knock over a trash can, but before Shelly could look out of the window to see who caused that noise, he was long gone.

Ever since that day, occasionally he would have sexual dreams about Shelly, but he knew that any romantic relationship was impossible, mostly due to the fact that she was a beauty, and he was almost peasant like, and then there was an age difference. Still, dreaming about it wouldn't hurt, right?"

As Shelly laid in her bed at night, she couldn't help but to think about Michael. For someone younger than he was, he was pretty handsome. They were on the level of being acquaintances at least, but in the back of her mind, she wanted to be something more. He was cute, Shelly thought, really cute. She saw him during gym one time, and saw him getting dressed, and saw his shirtless body. She didn't tell him that, and she certainly didn't tell him that whenever she thought about him shirtless, she got wet at that thought.

Shelly wondered what she should do to step things up between the two of them, and right before she fell asleep, she got an idea. A mischievous smile on her face, she closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

Fast forward to the next night, and Michael was sitting in his room, surfing the internet on his laptop. He was just trying to relax his mind in order to fall asleep. Just when he shut off the computer, he heard someone tap on his bedroom window. Shutting his laptop, Michael went to the window, and opened the blinds. There, to his surprise and delight, was Shelly, standing there with her hands on her hips.

"Hey handsome, you gonna let me in?" Shelly asked him.

Almost in a trance, Michael nodded his head, and opened the window. She slid right in, and Michael shut the window behind her.

"Um, what are you doing here?" Michael asked her, confused.

"Nothing, just thought I would come by and see my friend." Shelly said, smirking. Michael looked at her confused, and to make matters more confusing, he sensed something in her voice that caught him off guard.

"Whoa, so this is your room? Nice." Shelly said, glancing around at various looking academic awards, posters, and the tv with a video game console attached to it. After she looked around his room, she looked at Michael, who was blushing, and avoiding eye contact with her.

"What's wrong? Never had a girl in your room before?" Shelly asked him.

"N-No." Michael answered her. He's even cuter when he's shy. She thought. Shelly smiled, and walked over to him.

Michael kind of backed away from her, and with him not watching where he was going, he fell backwards on his bed. Shelly then climbed on top of him, straddling him.

"I saw you." Shelly whispered.

"What?" Michael asked her.

"That time you were outside my bedroom window. I saw you." Shelly said.

Michael remained silent.

"I bet you liked watching me get off, didn't you?" Shelly asked him.

At that point, Michael wondered if he should respond, but of course, his body did the responding for him. Shelly felt his hard on poking her through his shorts, and Shelly looked at the younger teen like a lioness eying her prey.

"I knew you were." Shelly said. Then she began to grind against his hard on, and Michael was trapped. When he tried to move his hands, Shelly pinned them above her head.

"Keep them right there." Shelly said. She continued to grind against him, and soon enough, Michael came right in his shorts. Shelly gave him a seductive look, and slid off of him. Michael sat up, feeling a little dizzy, and looked at her.

"Fun, wasn't it?" Shelly chuckled.

Michael couldn't speak, so he just nodded.

"Well, that is just the beginning." Shelly said, her voice sounding really sexy. "I have plans for you and me. I know that you are going to enjoy it, especially. See you soon."

Shelly was out of the window, and back towards her house. Michael finally stood up, and watched Shelly until she was out of view.

As Michael quickly cleaned himself up, he wondered what she was going to do in the near future. That could mean anything, and that is what excited him.

A smile on his face, he fell asleep, wondering what the future held in store with him.

AN: I know that earlier I said this was only a one shot. As it turns out and the more that I typed this story, I found out that I can make this into a short story. Needless to say, the second chapter is going to be up soon.