IM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG! AND THIS IS SHORTER THAN THE OTHERS *dies* IM SOOO SORRY. I felt like I had to end this chapter like this though, so please don't kill me? Thanks!~ ANNYYWAY! BACK TO SEXUAL TENSION BETWEEN YOU AND DAVE! Enjoy! 3
You found your way to your next class, lucky Mr. Strider didn't approach you again in the hallway. You really didn't know how you were going to make it threw highschool with Strider. He was the most attractive, yet ANNOYING person in the whole entire world. You introduced yourself to the teacher, whose name was Mr. Vantas. He wore a bright red sweater and wouldn't stop talking to you long enough for you to get a seat. So by the time the bell rang, you were still up infront with the teacher.
Something must have clicked because he realized that he was talking to much. He then pointed to an empty seat and you went to go sit, thinking that Jesus must of have mercy on you for Mr. Vantas to stop talking, but you were wrong. Dave Strider was right next to you, again. "Great…" You muttered to yourself as Mr. Vantas started class. You heard a small chuckle from beside you but you decided to keep your mouth shut and try to focus on the teacher. It wasn't working, and you were feeling flustered.
You felt something brush up against your leg, and rest there. You didn't dare to look down, but you had a feeling that you knew what it was. The pressure on your leg traveled higher and higher till it was high on your thigh, and you were trying your best not to blush like crazy. Mother fucking Strider was traveling his hand up your leg. THE NERVE! You would not let him faze you, you would not let him faze you. You would not let him…..you would not….you would…you…you….Your focus was gone. He was rubbing circles with his thumb on your thigh and it was all you could think about. He was just player, he probably just wanted to pop your cherry and then leave you alone. And you were NOT going to let that happen. Mr. Vantas continued to talk about his Triggers during class and his policy, never stopping until the bell rang. You could just picture that, that class was going to be lecture after lecture and no real learning.
You packed your things and got up quickly again, Strider stood up next to you and walked you out of class like the good gentlemen he was. Right, like that was going to fool anyone. You continued to stare at your schedule, it was only third period and lunch was after fifth. You were stuck with him, all fucking day…ALL FUCKING DAY.
Strider wrapped his arm around your shoulders again and led you to your next class, which happened to be gym. Grreeeaaattt gym, where the school assigns what you had to wear. With just happened to be these shorts that looked like bikini bottoms, (maybe they were) and a white tee shirt. A WHITE tea shirt. WHAT GIRL WOULD WEAR A WHITE TEE SHIRT FOR GYM! This school must be run by some fucking perverts or something. You walked into the gym, appreciating how big it was, and noticed the teacher. He had blonde spikey hair, pale skin, and triangle shades. He was wearing no shirt with a bright orange bathing suit. You couldn't help but appreciate that your gym teacher was attractive, and you started to form a slight crush on him, till he said his name. "Dirk Strider, but you can call me Strider-Senpai" He winked over his shades and some of the of the girls swooned. You on the other hand, were quite shocked that this man was related to Dave, and wanted you to call in Senpai. What are the chances.