;..;
They understood perfectly that she was new.
They understood perfectly that she was just getting used to the hormonal teenagers that went in and out of her class.
She was trying to get to know them.
Know them as best as she could.
They understood perfectly that she was new.
They understood perfectly that she was trying to be like them, get their acceptance.
It wouldn't work.
The music didn't have to be so loud.
Did it have to be?
They understood perfectly that she was new.
They understood perfectly that she was trying to gain their trust.
They understood because she was new.
But did the music have to be so loud?
They understood perfectly, in the end, because she was new.
;..;
Elena was beside herself.
She had came at least four times in the past hour.
She thought about going to bathroom and removing the underwear, but where was she going to hide it. What if she came back with it and someone saw? What if someone noticed that she was carrying her own underwear in her own hands?
What would they think?
Elena blew those thoughts from her mind as quickly as they had came.
Wasn't that so funny?
She just had to be distracted by her Greek God, Damon Salvatore. She should have kicked him out of the class.
She should have looked for her remote and ignored him.
She should have kept kissing his oh so sexy lips.
Elena held back her shiver and smiled at all the students that walked in the class.
One more class after this and she could go home.
She would have looked around for her remote but she was afraid that she wouldn't find it. That someone had found it and took it, leaving her like this.
Vulnerable and exposed. Shamed and humiliated.
Elena gulped and walked towards the radio that she borrowed from the music room. The teacher didn't mind. They hadn't used the radio in awhile and she let her use it. Elena was glad. If she didn't have some loud music blasting in the classroom then they would have noticed. They would hear the loud vibrating sound. That kept turning up at every break, when the bell ranged.
Elena knew what she feared. That someone had found the remote, knew what it was and was fucking with her or didn't know what it was and was just fucking with it. Not knowing what it was doing to her.
The pain….the pleasure.
Elena closed her eyes slightly as she stood there waiting for the students to sit down. She almost moaned once again as the vibration increased but sighed when it went back down.
Good.
She turned the volume down of the radio and faced her class.
Before she left her class, right when the lunch bell ranged, she went to the library to discuss with the librarian, Mrs. Stevens, that she was going to be having her students pick out books for her class. Mrs. Stevens agreed and smiled at her.
That was before the Damon underwear thing.
She know wished she never left that thing out of her sight.
"Sorry about the music, I'm trying to calm my mind. Well my name is Elena Gilbert. Call me Elena or Ms. Gilbert it is oh so fine with me. I will send you off to the library and you will choose a book, any book, doesn't matter. And after you read it, pick two characters from the story and write a sort of Fanfic about them. You can head off now."
Elena turned around to go to the chalk board to write on the board, when the vibration in her underwear turned up louder.
She starting humming really loud as all the students left, leaving her by herself.
As soon as the last student left out the class, she let out a moan. A moan so loud that would have shook the windows.
She calmed down her moaning as she came again in her underwear.
Damn it.
She didn't have to sneak a feel to noticed that her underwear was drenched with her juices.
Note to self; don't bring vibrating underwear to class.
Elena nodded her head and then turned around.
The students were piling back in.
How many minutes passed by before they left and then came back?
Elena didn't care at the moment.
All she wanted to know was where that damn remote was, it was on the desk before Damon came in and then went missing after he left.
Maybe you knocked it down when he kissed you,
Yeah maybe…
Elena didn't believe it.
;..;
Five Minutes before the bell ranged...
Damon laughed as he secretly watched Elena twitch against the vibrations he was causing for her as he played with the remote. He knew it was wrong, but what guy would pass something like this us? Plus he would have gave it back to her but he assumed it was funny how she had to turn up the music and she would dance if it was her song. So no one could hear the loud vibrations.
Damon died down his laughter as the bell ranged, letting him know that he had to see Elena next. He didn't mind at all. Just think of all the fun he could have with her in the class. This day was perfect.
He stepped back and peered his nose into the book he was carrying earlier, as all the students walked out of the class, talking. He caught most of their conversations.
"...she's cool. I can't believe shes going to let us write anything that we want..."
"...man she's so bad ass..."
"...she's fucking hot...Jeremy was right..."
"...Did you see how she kept twitching, fucking weirdo...they shouldn't let psycho bitches teach in school..."
Damon felt himself growl at the girl's words.
Elena was not a weirdo. She was a beautiful woman that liked to wear vibrating underwear.
Damon almost giggled to himself as all the students left the class. He lowered the book from his face and casually walked into class. He whistled as he walked in.
He wanted to let her know that he was there.
She turned to face him, instead of seeing a scowl on her face he saw a look of pleasure. A look that he couldn't wait too see again.
It quickly vanished from her face as her face scrunched up into a scowl. Her hands on her hips, her chest was pushed out. His eyes went to her breast before he looked back up at her face.
He had the oddest urge to throw her onto the desk and suck on her breast. But he calmed himself and his growing erection.
Why did she have too look so dog gone sexy?
"What's with the ugly scowl on your beautiful face?"
Elena shrugged her shoulders and then stepped closer to his face.
"I'm wondering when you kissed me, did you see a remote on the ground when you left?"
"So bold you are. Mostly people try and forget about what happened." he paused and made his way to his seat that he was sitting way earlier. "I like you." He waggled his eyebrows at her as she crossed her arms, making her breast push tight together.
"Look, I'm already passed humiliated, let's just not mention this to anyone. Let's keep this between you and me, okay?"
Damon leaned forward. His blue eyes holding her, as he raised her eyebrow. "The only thing between us is clothes."
He didn't know why he said it. It just felt right and natural to say it to her. Hell they already got passed first base.
Elena opened her mouth to say something but students started walking in.
He knew that she'd ask him about what he meant later.
And he'd be prepared for it.
After all he had a remote to keep himself entertained while class was going on.
He was going to use this remote till she couldn't control herself anymore.
And he did.
;..;
Elena just couldn't stop moving. She was into the class for nearly twenty minutes and it kicked up again. She quickly ran towards the radio, turned it up, happy that her song was playing. It was loud and upbeat and most of the girl's were singing along to it.
That was then, this was now.
She had sent them all to the library except for Damon. She asked him to look for the remote, the volume of vibration died down when the students left. Either someone was stepping on it and not noticing or someone had it.
She hoped that no one had it.
So embarrassing.
Yeah like embarrassing for letting some eighteen year kiss you. I wonder if he's got a big asset in there.
Elena quieted her thoughts and continued to look for the remote. When they didn't find it, she told Damon that he could go to the library if he wanted. He told her that he already bought a book. She said okay and went back to her desk, to sit down, crossing her legs. The next song on the radio started playing, she bobbed her head.
It was a good song.
Then minutes later, the class came back in and that's when it kicked up again.
Oh shit, someone has the remote. I'm so balls-fucked.
Elena smiled and danced her way through the class and she told them all about what to do. They looked at her weird and at the moment she didn't care. All she cared about was finding out who had the remote and getting it back.
If she could ever get it back.
"Hey, why do we gotta listen to music while we read? I find it a bit distracting."
Elena turned to the voice and looked. She had short black pixie style hair. She had on red glasses, a sweater and a vest on and a long skirt like Elena, pale skin though that looked flawless.
"Sorry, I enjoy music while I read. It helps me think about the characters and what can I do with them. You have to think about it as simple things, the author wrote the characters specially for one reason. I want you to write a story using any two characters or more and write a reason." Elena smiled.
She continued to dance her way through class, twirling around and bouncing about as if she had too much coffee.
But that was a lie, she was trying to not feel the vibration, as much, as she moved.
It was working until The Remote Thief sent the volume of the vibration higher and she kicked out her leg to do the can-can.
Girls raised their hands, they wanted to do the can-can too.
So she let them join. Even the most of the guys wanted to do it too.
One grabbed her ass.
She couldn't tell who did it.
So she let them all sit down as soon as the volume went down.
She was surprised she could just come like this from vibration alone.
Damn remote thief.
;..;
two minutes before the bell ranged...
Damon didn't know how she did it.
She got through the entire class without even breaking a sweat. He saw her slip up once when she cut the music off from a complaint of a teacher and sat at her desk. It was so quiet that he just had to do it.
She twitched in her seat and made the most beautiful face in the world.
He hoped that she was cumming, because if that was her 'poker face', he didn't know why he let himself listen to his cousin's things, he would have loved to see her other faces too.
"Okay, class. Tomorrow, I want like you to bring a newspaper article with you that deals with anything. Doesn't matter. Then in class I want you to write a poem about it. You can do this at home but who likes home work, because...I...don't..."
He just had to do it as she sat in her chair, looking at them and smiling.
Her smile was just gorgeous as her.
The bell ranged, pulling him from his thoughts and he sat back as he watched everyone leave.
Only him and Elena sat in the room.
"What time is it?"
Damon raised his eyebrow as if she were serious.
"It's two thirty, why?"
"My car is getting fixed at the shop and my sister is supposed to be coming by to pick me up." Elena paused realizing that he was there. "What are you still doing here?"
Damon grabbed his book off the desk and walked towards her with it. Her vibration remote in his pocket, he set it on low, low enough to were she wouldn't even feel it.
"Oh, if you want I can give you a ride. I don't mind." He grinned at her and then waggled his eyebrows.
She rolled her eyes and then bit her lip as she knew what type of ride he was talking about.
"I actually meant a ride. I have a Harley Davidson if your interested."
He saw her eyes peak up with interest. She looked up and down his body and then waved her hand.
"Sure, let me tell my sister. I'll have to tell her nevermind."
As soon as Elena turned her back, he sunk the remote out of his pocket and placed it under a book that was on her desk.
He then casually stood there as he waited for Elena to finish her phone call.
"...yes, I have a ride. I'm fine. Look, just tell Ben that I said hello and I'll talk to you as soon as I get home. Yes I liked the present you gave me. Well yeah...bye."
Elena locked her blackberry and almost place it into her bag before he told her that he needed to use it.
"Why? Doesn't everyone have a phone?"
Damon shrugged his shoulders. "I let my best friend borrow it and I want to call him to let him know that I'll meet him at my house to give it to me."
Elena looked at him for a second before handing it to him.
He typed in his number and pressed the call number.
His phone vibrated in his pocket but he didn't move as he did.
He was going to act like he was calling his friend.
After his voice mail beeped, he cleared his throat and said;
"Hello, buddy. I'll meet you at my house to give me the phone...alright...yeah...no video games today. I got a pretty lady's homework to do...bye."
Damon ended the call and then handed back Elena her phone, her bag in her hands. He noticed how she was blushing, he smiled.
"Alright let's go." Elena walked out in front of him after grabbing her book and her remote. She jumped up and down before she realized that Damon was sort of behind her and could see her ass bounce up and down as she did.
She shook her head and walked out of the class, locking the door behind him as he walked out too.
They were walking down the hallways to outside, passing by the janitors who were cleaning.
"You think we could drop me by my house and not anywhere else?" She looked at him.
He was slightly taller than her.
"Sure, whatever the lady wants, she gets."
She rolled her eyes and walked outside with him. When they finally walked towards his motorcycle, her mouth almost dropped.
It did. She had to close it back with her hand.
It was sort of an old model that was green, a pretty green that covered over it like a sheet of silk.
She almost squealed at how exciting it was.
She loved the color green.
It was a lucky color after all, horny too but that was besides the point.
Elena walked up to the bike and raised her skit up alittle. She knew it was tight so she wouldn't be able to get on it.
Stupid skirt.
"I didn't know you were that much of a freak...interesting."
He started the motorcycle. A laughter in his voice.
She slapped his chest, laughing her head off.
It was sarcastically of course.
"Drive your bike, please."
"As you wish, my lady."
He started the bike and then grabbed his helmet and handed it to her. He didn't need it.
She took it without a backwards glance or asking why didn't he wear it.
She put it on and held her back and leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his waist as he drove away.
They didn't realize someone noticed the whole thing.
Wonder who noticed that time? Oh yeahhhh