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dsL0CaTed.BoDy.PaRt: yeah… I know what you mean… I hate cliffhangers as much as you do but I just wanted to finish that chapter. Inspiration struck and I just had to begin a story. Though I'm not sure about what I'm going to write about.
Seth7: Super thanks for the info! Hoped you'll like the whole fic. Hehe…
Chaco and Lily: Thanks! You too!? RO?! I have a forum where all the people almost weren't always around because of that stupid (just kidding!) Ragnarok. Hehe
Farore the Oracle of Secrets: I know… I found that out the moment I reread the fic… Gomen! I overused the word "Hai!" ^^;
Chapter 2
"Hmm… She needs an escort to a party she needs to go to. And I told her that you'll be willing to be her escort since she just came from America and doesn't know a lot of people… yet," Claire explained.
"How old is she?" I asked.
"16"
I began counting. If she becomes my wife now, she'll only be 26 when I'm 32 and 36 when I'm 42.
"When's the party?"
"Tomorrow night."
"Ok. I'll be there," I said with a smile.
"Arigatou, sensei," Claire said as the bell rang.
"Ja ne," I waved a goodbye to the students who were already filing out of the classroom.
Wait till I tell Fuyutsuki-san about my good luck. But should I tell her? She might get jealous. I smiled. Fuyutsuki's a beautiful woman but she isn't 16 like them. She'll get jealous because she likes me a lot and then there'll be scandal in school and then she'll tell me how much she loves me and how she's ready for me. I kept on daydreaming.
"Onizuka-sensei? Are you okay?"
"Huh?" I turned to the person calling me. Ahhh!! Fuyutsuki!! "I'm okay. Why do you ask?"
"You looked like you were about to throw up."
I winced. "I'm fine," I said.
"Well, okay. But you better hurry. Your next class will start soon."
I grinned. "You're so kind, Fuyutsuki-san! You care about me. You must love me a lot!"
Fuyutsuki blushed. "Onizuka-sensei, don't talk nonsense. I was just concerned about you."
"Whatever you say."
I happily walked towards my next class. Time was spent sleeping in all of my classes. I knew that those baka kids can study by themselves. I finally heaved a sigh of relief as I heard the bell indicating that it's time for the students to go home. As I walked in the halls, I kept thinking about Kikuchi and the gang, who by now are studying in college. I snorted. Who needs college? They're just a bunch of people who get money from the students in exchange for a diploma.
I shrugged. I shouldn't care much about them. I'm not a sentimental guy. But then I don't need to worry about them anymore. I winced as I remember those incidents last year. The many suicides of Yoshikawa, the trouble the class caused me. Plus the money I wasted on them. I sighed again. Even though I act like I don't care, it's not as if I can fool them. They know well enough that I don't want them getting into big trouble.
As I reached my room, I removed my shirt and quickly lied down on my sofa.
Ring, Ring…
I quickly got up to the sound of my cellphone ringing.
"Hello?"
"Sensei?" It was Claire.
I quickly sat up. "Yes?"
"My sister's name is Samatha. You're supposed to pick her up 8:00 in the evening."
"Me? Pick her up?" I grimaced. "Demo, I don't have a car."
"Oh! Well, then I'll just tell her to bring our car and just let our driver drive you to the party. Ja!" She hung up.
I glanced at my watch. Only 7:30 and nothing to do the whole evening. I sighed. It was such a shame that the party's tomorrow, not today.
I grabbed the pillows I just slept on and arranged them on the edge of the sofa. I quickly stood up and looked at the pile of new porn videos I rented just yesterday. Hmm…What's better—some kinky actions on the bed or on the bath tub? Or maybe I should just stick with the video with the cover where two girls are masturbating while washing someone's car. It might be interesting.
Decisions, decisions!
