The next day Amanda sat during fourth block with Karen and Miranda working
on some notes from the text book Harry assigned. Amanda kept clock
watching, it was never going to get to three o'clock as far as she was
concerned. Tapping her pen on the desk as she aimlessly look at the text
book, she sighed and dropped her head on the desk drawing Miranda and
Karen's attention.
"Bored?"asked Miranda smiling.
"I want to shoot myself,"said Amanda,"I am so fucking bored."
"Welcome to the club,"said Karen,"This is bullshit, we shoulda bunked class and been done with it."
"Hey if you girls just wanna jump class and leave right now, I'm down with that. We can go back to my place for a little bump and grind ya know,"said Marty turning around from in front of Amanda.
"Screw you Marty,"said Karen leaned over and kicking his chair.
"That's what I'd like,"smirked Marty.
"Go home and bump and grind your own ass,"said Miranda,"Ya nasty little piece of shit."
"Fine be a buncha bitches,"said Marty turning around.
"Fuck you,"said Amanda kicking his desk.
"Hey what's going on back there?"asked Harry looking up from his desk.
"Marty's trying to get laid but the girls are turning his loser ass down,"said the guy sitting next to Marty, Tyler.
"That's real great,"said Harry sarcastically.
"They just don't know what their turning down,"said Marty.
"And trust me, we don't wanna know,"said Amanda.
"All right you guys, cut it out,"said Harry,"Not everyone in this class wnats to hear you all bicker about who's gonna sleep with who."
"Nobody is sleeping with anyone, especially Marty. We get real men,"said Karen.
"Enough,"sighed Harry,"Can you all just go back to work."
"No man, it's Friday. This is bullshit, I'm not gonna sit here and do this,"said Tyler.
"Fine, don't. Just don't go distrupting other people who want to do their work,"said Harry.
"Who the hell wants to do this?"asked Tyler closing his books. Marty and the girls closed their books as well and threw them in their bags. As they did it, more than half of the class closed their books as well and put them away.
"Why are we even bothering to come to class if we're not going to do anything?"asked Harry getting up.
"It's Friday Mr.Senate, our first week back at school. We don't want to do anything, we wanna go home and party,"explained Miranda.
"And you can all spare ten minutes,"said Harry looking at the clock.
"No,"said Karen as there was a knock at the door. Harry walked over and answered it to find a tall girl with incredible long black hair standing there. The girl had white porcelin skin and big blue eyes as she stared at Harry with a killer smile.
"Can I help you?"asked Harry not reconginzing her as a student.
"Is AJ here?"asked the girl,"This is the dungeon right?"
"Yeah,"said Harry nodding still stunned at this girl, she had one of those looks that enticed you to seduce her but she was that devil look also to her.
"Jessi,"said Amanda looking over at the door.
"Hey girly,"said Jessica walking into the room past Harry.
"Excuse me are you even a student here?"asked Harry following her over to Amanda's desk.
"Hell, no I graduated on time unlike some people,"said Jessica looking over at Amanda.
"Shut up,"said Amanda,"C'mon Mr.Senate, class ends in ten minutes. It's cool if she chills here right?" Harry grumbled it was okay knowing the students were gonna end up taking over and walked away. Jessica sat on Amanda's desk.
"Jessica, this is Karen and Miranda,"said Amanda,"Guys this is Jessica, my girl for life."
"Hey,"said Jessica nodding,"Hey guess who's meeting us at the Sixty Niner."
"Who?"asked Amanda.
"Ryan, Brady and Kelly,"said Jessica.
"That's cool,"said Amanda. The four girls chatted until the bell rang, Amanda grabbed her bag and slowly walked out with Jessica. At the door Jessica stopped and looked Harry over then said loudly to Amanda.
"You were right he is delicious." Both girls laughed as they disappeared into the heavily traffic hallways of Winslow.
***** After grabbing some food and sitting around for a few hours the girls went to Amanda's house so she could change.
"Oh my god you're gonna meet my dad,"said Amanda as they walked over to the house from the car.
"Oh goodie,"said Jessica sarcastically.
"Trust me, having a nail shoved up your ass is better than my dad,"said Amanda.
"Now that would be interesting,"said Jessica as Amanda opened the door. They walked into the dimly lit house and heard classical music softly playing from the back of the house. Quietly they slipped off their shoes and were about to make it up the stairs without being noticed when Scott came walking out of the kitchen catching both girls.
"AJ, I thought you were going out,"said Scott.
"I am, we came home to change,"said Amanda,"We're kinda in a hurry so bye." Amanda went to drag Jessica up the stairs when they were stopped by Scott.
"So who's your friend?"asked Scott.
"Jessica, Jessi, my dad,"said Amanda quickly before pulling her up the stairs and down to her room.
Once in her room Amanda shut and locked the door then turned to Jessica who was smiling madly at her friend's embrassment.
"Wow, nice granny room,"said Jessica looking around.
"Shut up, I haven't been able to unpack my junk,"said Amanda opening the closet.
"Well your Dad's not bad,"said Jessica as she sat on the bed.
"Sure, he's not your dad. God there's nothing fucking worse than your father being the goddamn principal of your school,"said Amanda as she pulled out a a black and white plaid skirt with a large leather belt attached.
"Well it could work out, you're like the forbidden fruit, the principal's daughter. There's a thrill in it,"said Jessica.
"I'm not dating those young losers,"said Amanda,"They're babies to me."
"Oh shut up, you're like what? Six months older than them,"said Jessica,"Anyways I wasn't talking to them."
"What?"asked Amanda.
"Oh come on. I seen the way Mr.Delicious smiled when I made my comment,"said Jessica,"It was shit eating."
"Whatever,"said Amanda as she pulled her jeans off.
An hour later Amanda did her last check in the mirror, she had on the plaid skirt with black tight tank top and knee high boots. Her brown hair was pulled up into a ponytail with small strands hanging down framing her face.
"You look beautiful Cinderella, lets go,"urged Jessica thrusting Amanda' black leather jacket at her.
"Fine lets bounce,"said Amanda taking the jacket and grabbing her purse. The two girls bounded down the stairs pulling on their jackets as they went only to be quickly met at the bottom of the stairs by Scott.
"Are you going out dressed like that?"asked Scott looking at Amanda's outfit,"That skirt is a little short."
"Eighteen, remember, eighteen,"said Amanda stepping past him followed by Jessica.
"I know but AJ,"said Scott.
"Please Daddy,"whinned Amanda pouting. Scott looked at his daughter, yes she was under dressed and looked like she was giving the wrong impression but he couldn't say no to her with her calling him 'Daddy'.
"Where are you going?"asked Scott defeated.
"Sixty Niner,"said Amanda.
"What time will you be home?"asked Scott.
"Dunno, Don't worry I'll be quiet when I come in,"said Amanda before escaping out the door with Jessica before Scott could say anything else. All he could do was watch the girls run over to Jessica's black sunfire and jump in then speed away.
Inside the club Amanda danced with her friend Ryan Jefferson from highschool. They had dated briefly mainly because it was expected, she was the head dancer on the dance squad and Ryan was the basketball captain. Jessica always laughed at them, they were the odd couple, it was suppose to the be the head cheerleader and the football captain, but Amanda seen cheerleaders as big mouthed dancers who sucked and their only talent was to bounce up and down like bobble heads, Ryan's excuse was there was no football team. The two danced as sweat poured off them from the heated and crowded club. The Sixty Niner was an underground place where you paid fifteen bucks to get in and they required no drink limit so they were relaxed on underaged people coming in, all it mainly was were people dancing to the loud, non-stop dee jayed music. The crowd swelled as the progressed but Amanda refused to leave, Ryan switched with Brady to dance with Amanda. Dancing was the one thing Amanda loved, whenever music was on she had to move. Alot people said she could've been a professional dancer and gone on to choregraphing or to go for a professional sport team dancer but they almost always wanted some professional training in dance and her mother refused to let her take lessons because she didn't see any use for dance lessons unless Amanda was going to be a stripper. Finally after Brady left Amanda danced with Jessica a bit before making her way through the tight crowds to where they had a small table.
"Oh my god girl you are soaked,"said Kelly handing her the glass of pop she was drinking.
"I know but I haven't been dancing in a long time,"said Amanda.
"So who's the hottie at school Jess was telling us about you're sooooo in love with?"asked Kelly.
"Who?"asked Amanda playing dumb as she took a sip out of the glass.
"Her loverboy, Mr.Senate,"said Jessica in a teasing voice.
"Screw you,"said Amanda.
"Mandy's got a crush on her teacher,"teased Ryan.
"Well I don't blame her, he is damn fine,"said Jessica.
"Whatever, I'm going back to dance, anyone joining me?"asked Amanda setting down her glass.
"You're on your own sweetie,"said Kelly.
"Fine,"said Amanda before she turned and bounced back on to the dance floor. ** Amanda woke up to the sound of classical music, she rolled over and seen the clock next to her bed and it blinked nine thirty. Amanda moaned as she rolled over with the pillow wrapped around her head. After five minutes of trying to ignore it and go back to sleep Amanda got ou of bed defeated. She stomped down stairs in her pink cat pyjamas, she found Scott in the kitchen making breakfast.
"It's nine thirty in the morning, don't you sleep in?"asked Amanda.
"Good to see you up, how was your night?"asked Scott ignoring her previous question.
"Fine,"grumbled Amanda as she pulled open the fridge and pulled out a carton of orange juice.
"When did you get home? I didn't hear you,"said Scott.
"I told you I'd be quiet,"said Amanda as she poured her juice,"I got in around two."
"That late?"asked Scott. Amanda quickly put the juice back into the fridge and left the kitchen to avoid more questioning.
"Bored?"asked Miranda smiling.
"I want to shoot myself,"said Amanda,"I am so fucking bored."
"Welcome to the club,"said Karen,"This is bullshit, we shoulda bunked class and been done with it."
"Hey if you girls just wanna jump class and leave right now, I'm down with that. We can go back to my place for a little bump and grind ya know,"said Marty turning around from in front of Amanda.
"Screw you Marty,"said Karen leaned over and kicking his chair.
"That's what I'd like,"smirked Marty.
"Go home and bump and grind your own ass,"said Miranda,"Ya nasty little piece of shit."
"Fine be a buncha bitches,"said Marty turning around.
"Fuck you,"said Amanda kicking his desk.
"Hey what's going on back there?"asked Harry looking up from his desk.
"Marty's trying to get laid but the girls are turning his loser ass down,"said the guy sitting next to Marty, Tyler.
"That's real great,"said Harry sarcastically.
"They just don't know what their turning down,"said Marty.
"And trust me, we don't wanna know,"said Amanda.
"All right you guys, cut it out,"said Harry,"Not everyone in this class wnats to hear you all bicker about who's gonna sleep with who."
"Nobody is sleeping with anyone, especially Marty. We get real men,"said Karen.
"Enough,"sighed Harry,"Can you all just go back to work."
"No man, it's Friday. This is bullshit, I'm not gonna sit here and do this,"said Tyler.
"Fine, don't. Just don't go distrupting other people who want to do their work,"said Harry.
"Who the hell wants to do this?"asked Tyler closing his books. Marty and the girls closed their books as well and threw them in their bags. As they did it, more than half of the class closed their books as well and put them away.
"Why are we even bothering to come to class if we're not going to do anything?"asked Harry getting up.
"It's Friday Mr.Senate, our first week back at school. We don't want to do anything, we wanna go home and party,"explained Miranda.
"And you can all spare ten minutes,"said Harry looking at the clock.
"No,"said Karen as there was a knock at the door. Harry walked over and answered it to find a tall girl with incredible long black hair standing there. The girl had white porcelin skin and big blue eyes as she stared at Harry with a killer smile.
"Can I help you?"asked Harry not reconginzing her as a student.
"Is AJ here?"asked the girl,"This is the dungeon right?"
"Yeah,"said Harry nodding still stunned at this girl, she had one of those looks that enticed you to seduce her but she was that devil look also to her.
"Jessi,"said Amanda looking over at the door.
"Hey girly,"said Jessica walking into the room past Harry.
"Excuse me are you even a student here?"asked Harry following her over to Amanda's desk.
"Hell, no I graduated on time unlike some people,"said Jessica looking over at Amanda.
"Shut up,"said Amanda,"C'mon Mr.Senate, class ends in ten minutes. It's cool if she chills here right?" Harry grumbled it was okay knowing the students were gonna end up taking over and walked away. Jessica sat on Amanda's desk.
"Jessica, this is Karen and Miranda,"said Amanda,"Guys this is Jessica, my girl for life."
"Hey,"said Jessica nodding,"Hey guess who's meeting us at the Sixty Niner."
"Who?"asked Amanda.
"Ryan, Brady and Kelly,"said Jessica.
"That's cool,"said Amanda. The four girls chatted until the bell rang, Amanda grabbed her bag and slowly walked out with Jessica. At the door Jessica stopped and looked Harry over then said loudly to Amanda.
"You were right he is delicious." Both girls laughed as they disappeared into the heavily traffic hallways of Winslow.
***** After grabbing some food and sitting around for a few hours the girls went to Amanda's house so she could change.
"Oh my god you're gonna meet my dad,"said Amanda as they walked over to the house from the car.
"Oh goodie,"said Jessica sarcastically.
"Trust me, having a nail shoved up your ass is better than my dad,"said Amanda.
"Now that would be interesting,"said Jessica as Amanda opened the door. They walked into the dimly lit house and heard classical music softly playing from the back of the house. Quietly they slipped off their shoes and were about to make it up the stairs without being noticed when Scott came walking out of the kitchen catching both girls.
"AJ, I thought you were going out,"said Scott.
"I am, we came home to change,"said Amanda,"We're kinda in a hurry so bye." Amanda went to drag Jessica up the stairs when they were stopped by Scott.
"So who's your friend?"asked Scott.
"Jessica, Jessi, my dad,"said Amanda quickly before pulling her up the stairs and down to her room.
Once in her room Amanda shut and locked the door then turned to Jessica who was smiling madly at her friend's embrassment.
"Wow, nice granny room,"said Jessica looking around.
"Shut up, I haven't been able to unpack my junk,"said Amanda opening the closet.
"Well your Dad's not bad,"said Jessica as she sat on the bed.
"Sure, he's not your dad. God there's nothing fucking worse than your father being the goddamn principal of your school,"said Amanda as she pulled out a a black and white plaid skirt with a large leather belt attached.
"Well it could work out, you're like the forbidden fruit, the principal's daughter. There's a thrill in it,"said Jessica.
"I'm not dating those young losers,"said Amanda,"They're babies to me."
"Oh shut up, you're like what? Six months older than them,"said Jessica,"Anyways I wasn't talking to them."
"What?"asked Amanda.
"Oh come on. I seen the way Mr.Delicious smiled when I made my comment,"said Jessica,"It was shit eating."
"Whatever,"said Amanda as she pulled her jeans off.
An hour later Amanda did her last check in the mirror, she had on the plaid skirt with black tight tank top and knee high boots. Her brown hair was pulled up into a ponytail with small strands hanging down framing her face.
"You look beautiful Cinderella, lets go,"urged Jessica thrusting Amanda' black leather jacket at her.
"Fine lets bounce,"said Amanda taking the jacket and grabbing her purse. The two girls bounded down the stairs pulling on their jackets as they went only to be quickly met at the bottom of the stairs by Scott.
"Are you going out dressed like that?"asked Scott looking at Amanda's outfit,"That skirt is a little short."
"Eighteen, remember, eighteen,"said Amanda stepping past him followed by Jessica.
"I know but AJ,"said Scott.
"Please Daddy,"whinned Amanda pouting. Scott looked at his daughter, yes she was under dressed and looked like she was giving the wrong impression but he couldn't say no to her with her calling him 'Daddy'.
"Where are you going?"asked Scott defeated.
"Sixty Niner,"said Amanda.
"What time will you be home?"asked Scott.
"Dunno, Don't worry I'll be quiet when I come in,"said Amanda before escaping out the door with Jessica before Scott could say anything else. All he could do was watch the girls run over to Jessica's black sunfire and jump in then speed away.
Inside the club Amanda danced with her friend Ryan Jefferson from highschool. They had dated briefly mainly because it was expected, she was the head dancer on the dance squad and Ryan was the basketball captain. Jessica always laughed at them, they were the odd couple, it was suppose to the be the head cheerleader and the football captain, but Amanda seen cheerleaders as big mouthed dancers who sucked and their only talent was to bounce up and down like bobble heads, Ryan's excuse was there was no football team. The two danced as sweat poured off them from the heated and crowded club. The Sixty Niner was an underground place where you paid fifteen bucks to get in and they required no drink limit so they were relaxed on underaged people coming in, all it mainly was were people dancing to the loud, non-stop dee jayed music. The crowd swelled as the progressed but Amanda refused to leave, Ryan switched with Brady to dance with Amanda. Dancing was the one thing Amanda loved, whenever music was on she had to move. Alot people said she could've been a professional dancer and gone on to choregraphing or to go for a professional sport team dancer but they almost always wanted some professional training in dance and her mother refused to let her take lessons because she didn't see any use for dance lessons unless Amanda was going to be a stripper. Finally after Brady left Amanda danced with Jessica a bit before making her way through the tight crowds to where they had a small table.
"Oh my god girl you are soaked,"said Kelly handing her the glass of pop she was drinking.
"I know but I haven't been dancing in a long time,"said Amanda.
"So who's the hottie at school Jess was telling us about you're sooooo in love with?"asked Kelly.
"Who?"asked Amanda playing dumb as she took a sip out of the glass.
"Her loverboy, Mr.Senate,"said Jessica in a teasing voice.
"Screw you,"said Amanda.
"Mandy's got a crush on her teacher,"teased Ryan.
"Well I don't blame her, he is damn fine,"said Jessica.
"Whatever, I'm going back to dance, anyone joining me?"asked Amanda setting down her glass.
"You're on your own sweetie,"said Kelly.
"Fine,"said Amanda before she turned and bounced back on to the dance floor. ** Amanda woke up to the sound of classical music, she rolled over and seen the clock next to her bed and it blinked nine thirty. Amanda moaned as she rolled over with the pillow wrapped around her head. After five minutes of trying to ignore it and go back to sleep Amanda got ou of bed defeated. She stomped down stairs in her pink cat pyjamas, she found Scott in the kitchen making breakfast.
"It's nine thirty in the morning, don't you sleep in?"asked Amanda.
"Good to see you up, how was your night?"asked Scott ignoring her previous question.
"Fine,"grumbled Amanda as she pulled open the fridge and pulled out a carton of orange juice.
"When did you get home? I didn't hear you,"said Scott.
"I told you I'd be quiet,"said Amanda as she poured her juice,"I got in around two."
"That late?"asked Scott. Amanda quickly put the juice back into the fridge and left the kitchen to avoid more questioning.