Don't own LWD.

The next morning I woke up with a feeling of dread. I would have to come in contact with Derek that day. Not a very appealing thought.

When I got down stairs fully dressed, I noticed I was the last to arrive. Marti was pretending to be a cat under the table. Lizzie sat at the table chatting animatedly with Edwin and my mom was talking to her husband by the door. Derek was eating a bowl of cereal rather messily.

"Pig." I muttered as I walked past him.

"Prude." He shot back and tiny spit covered specks of food flew out.

"Come on you guys," George said to us. "It's only seven-thirty. No fighting eh?"

I briefly saw Derek roll his eyes before going back to his breakfast.

By the time I arrived to school, a bad mood had settled over me. Derek hadn't held the bus for me so I missed it. While I was walking to school, I tripped over my own feet and twisted my ankle. When I got to school I found out there was an English test that day and I hadn't studied. That was not going to be a good day.

I walked into the classroom fourth period totally freaking out.

"Casey calm down." My friend Emily said to me. "You know Mr. Robinson always has make-up tests for the kids that fail."

"Yeah but Emily…I don't fail! Ever!"

"There's a first time for everything." She said and shrugged before taking her seat toward the front.

I growled and sat down a few rows behind her. Mr. Robinson passed out the test and everyone set to work. The whole period I was just staring at my paper. Not one answer came to mind. I read all the questions at least twenty times. Still nothing. I felt Mr. Robinson looking at me the entire time. Disappointment probably.

After the test was finished and everyone was filing up to hand in their papers Mr. Robinson pulled me aside.

"Now Casey." He said and placed his hand on my shoulder. "I know you're smarter than this." I looked down. "I'm going to give you another chance to earn those points back. Meet me here after school." He gave my shoulder a squeeze. I was a little unnerved by the gesture but paid no mind and headed out with the rest of the class.

Emily and I had first lunch so directly after English we went to the cafeteria.

"Are you sure you failed it?" Emily asked me as we waited in the lunch line.

"Yeah…I'm pretty damn sure. I didn't answer one question." I grabbed a salad and a cookie from the shelf.

"Oh…uh…you're screwed." We paid for our lunches and sat down in the far corner.

"Thanks Emily. You really are a lot of help." I said my voice dripping with sarcasm. I speared the salad with my fork and took a bite. Just as I was going to take another bite, a hand reached in front of me and grabbed my cookie.

"Derek, drop it." I said viciously.

"No."

I turned just in time to see him take a bite out of my cookie. "Derek, you are such an ass."

"I am not an ass." He said with his head held high. "And if I was I'd be the best tightest most spectacular ass in the world."

I rolled my eyes and he walked away, cookie in hand.

Eighth period came and went. I headed down to the English room where my teacher was already waiting for me.

"Ms. McDonald, take a seat." He gestured to a desk in the front row. I sat down and Mr. Robinson closed the door. Maybe it was just my imagination but I could have sworn I heard a lock click.

"I'm very disappointed about your lack of effort on the previous exam. You're one of my best students and I expect you to prove to me that you are worthy of that title." He sat down on his desk, which was directly in front of me. His hands were holding a binder that covered his lap.

"I'm sorry sir. I totally forgot there was a test this week. It was negligence on my part."

He stood and towered over me. "There is something you can do to make up for that test."

I was expecting his to tell me about the make-up test he gave but instead he placed the binder down and pulled me to my feet. For a brief moment, he glanced at the door before slowly opening the front cover. There was an almost blank sheet of paper with the small title 'Students' on the top.

Confusion filled me soon followed by fear. Mr. Robinson gently placed his hand on my waist from behind. Using his other hand, he turned the page and I saw a picture of a naked girl. Though she looked to be only fifteen at the time, I recognized her as a senior in my Metals and Jewelry class.

Mr. Robinson's hand slipped up my shirt and across my stomach. I was already stiff in fear. He turned the page again and there was yet another picture of a naked girl. This time didn't know who she was.

"This is how you will make up your points." He slipped his hand up my shirt and touched my breasts.

"Mr. Robinson please don't." I begged weakly. He didn't pay attention to me and started taking my shirt off, I finally found the strength to struggle. Mr. Robinson was stronger. He pushed me over to the counter along the side of the classroom and pinned me to it.

I bared my teeth and placed my hands on his shoulders trying to push him off. Before I could though, he grabbed my wrists and held them above my head pinned to the cool counter-top below me. I became increasingly aware of his erection pressing into my leg.

My muscles were getting sore and I opened my mouth to scream. Only a slight 'eep' sound escaped my lips because Mr. Robinson crashed his lips down on mine. He bit my lip and pulled back. I squirmed beneath him and his hand came down heavily on my face.

He unbuttoned his pants and pushed my skirt up my leg. At this, I struggled even harder and called out.

"Hel-," I tried to yell but Mr. Robinson punched my stomach. A fit of coughs consumed me. I heard something rip and continued to struggle but he pushed his full weight on me.

Minutes later, I walked out of the classroom battered and bruised. My shirt had ripped during the whole thing and I was pitifully holding it up. A sick feeling enveloped my stomach and I felt like I was going to puke. His sweat still covered my body and his seed was still inside of me.

I was forced to walk home like that. Holding up my shirt, blood dripping down my leg. As soon as I walked in the door, I saw Derek lounging on the couch flipping through the channels.

"What took you so long? Too busy being teachers pet?" he called out and shoved some chips in his mouth.

A sob made its way up my throat but I fought it down and mounted the steps.

I needed a shower. Desperately I washed myself. Every single inch of my body. I scrubbed until my skin was red and raw.

When I got out of the shower, I stood staring at my wet naked body in the mirror for a few minutes. A brief thought came to mind: my eyes were hollow and dead. Once vibrant blue now only a reflection of their former glory.

Suddenly I fell to my knees and threw up in the toilet. It was as though my whole body was trying to get rid of any trace of him. Afterward, I felt exhausted and slowly slipped into unconsciousness.

Review please.

2nd chapter. Lots more to go.

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