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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 10, 2013 16:10:15 GMT -5
I run a hand through my hair as I stride down the hallway, ignoring the looks from people as I walked, the glares from teachers- though no one said anything.. to my face, at least. Ripped spandex skinny jeans.. why not, I'd asked myself this morning. I just hoped that nothing happened so that I'd get aroused, I was showing enough already. I turn to enter my lunch period class, walking across the front of the room before dropping my bag onto the floor and plopping down in my seat, leaning over to dig through my bag and pull out my notebook and a pencil.
outfit: shirt, pants and combat boots (don't feel like getting a pic)
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 10, 2013 16:19:07 GMT -5
I walk into the classroom, keeping my hamburger in hand as I sat down, not noticing that there were already a few students in the room. My eyes rove over the board as I eat a few bites before getting up and writing the assignment on the board until I hear a whistle and quickly look back to see the students fawning over my short dress. I hide my shock and smile at them before writing on the board again and finishing my burger. My arms cross over my chest after I throw away the paper only to make the dress fall slightly and show a bit more of my cleavage. I'm soon walking to the desk and I look at the class, taking attendance. outfit
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 10, 2013 16:27:01 GMT -5
I finish scrubbling my name in the top corner of my paper, looking up as Cailana came in. I raise my eyebrows at her dress, watching as she wrote on the board. I bite the inside of my lip as the neckline lowers a bit more, quickly averting my gaze and writing down the questions that were on the board, though I made no move to answer them- we usually just got the answers once it seemed everyone was finished, anyway. I lean back in my seat, looking down as I fiddle with my shirt, trying to avoid admiring Cailana anymore than I already had.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 10, 2013 16:31:51 GMT -5
I watch the class every now and then to see how work was going though each time it seemed that Jordan was making no attempt to work on it. "Just so you know this will be a grade and you won't get the answers to it this time," I say, shrugging as if it was nothing as I stand and turn down the air which was beside Jordan. My heels click with each step and I begin to make circles around the room to see who was working and who wasn't.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 10, 2013 16:38:14 GMT -5
"Fuck." I huff to myself, sitting up and tapping my pencil against the desk as my light brown eyes read over the questins before I start to scrawl answers to the ones I knew off the bat, skipping the ones I didn't. I sigh as I get to one that I had no clue on, running a hand through my hair thoughtfully, looking up as Cailana went by before quickly looking away again, hating myself. Maybe the spendex pants weren't such a great idea, after all.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 10, 2013 16:42:44 GMT -5
I reach the one kid in front of Jordan who raised his hand and lean over, looking at the paper and explaining to him the question. I stayed there for a while, hoping the kid would get it soon enough until I see him paying more attention to my boobs. I huff and straighten, knocking over his pencil before leaning down to pick it up and placing it on his desk before walking to Jordan. "Need any help?" I whisper as I look at his paper and read what he had so far.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 10, 2013 16:47:39 GMT -5
I watch as Kyle raises his hand and Cailana comes over, my eyes running along her legs for a moment. I mentally slap myself and focus my eyes back on my paper before getting bored, looking away right at the moment as the pencil hit the floor and she bent over to pick it up. I bite my lower lip, shifting in my seat a bit and not looking at her as she turned towards me before she spoke. "I, uh, no." I sutter, though only about three of seven questions were done- I just wanted her to walk away before noticing my certain problem, though it wasn't as bad as it could be. I wish I had a jacket- then I could have something to help cover it or just lay it on my lap.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 10, 2013 16:52:30 GMT -5
I look at Jordan and smirk slightly as he stutters. My hand reaches for his pencil and I write "That's lie." I pull a chair up beside him and look at him before acting like I was going over a question. Most were almost done or copying off of others and I really didn't feel like helping any of them right now since I knew Jordan had a certain..problem. I wasn't going to let on that I knew though. It wouldn't be good for him and I didn't want to embarrass him...yet.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 10, 2013 17:00:48 GMT -5
I watch as she reaches for my pencil, rolling my eyes at what she wrote before wanting to sigh as she pulled up a chair beside my desk. I shift again, wishing that she'd go help someone else. "Can I just have the answers?" I sigh after a moment, looking over at Cailana, trying to keep my eyes on her face and failing. I place my elbow on the desk, cupping my chin in my palm and avoiding her gaze, laying my other arm on my lap in an attempt to hide it from her- it didn't seem that she'd noticed.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 10, 2013 17:06:56 GMT -5
I watch him roll his eyes before I pull the chair beside him. He shifts and I smirk mentally before shrugging and looking around for a second. "Stay after class," I tell him before standing up and looking at the students as I made it to the front of the room. "Okay, turn your papers in and we'll work on this tomorrow," I say, seconds before the bell rang. I erase the board and sit on the desk as I wait for them all to leave, making sure Jordan didn't. I close the door after them and smirk slightly, sitting in the seat in front of him. "Quite a problem you got there," I say, not wanting to motion or anything.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 10, 2013 17:14:47 GMT -5
I almost groan as she tells me to stay after class, glancing over at the clock- only a couple minutes left. I watch as she gets up and twist around to take the papers that the people behind me passed up to pass it over to Bryson, who passed it down to Nicole, who sat in the corner. I stay in my seat as the bell rings, watching the others leave and wishing that I was going with them. Cailana plops down in the seat in front of me and a blush crawls across my face, though I shrug a bit. "Yeah, I'm stupid in this class." I sigh, playing dumb. I was going to make her point it out, maybe ask why she was looking in the first place.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 11, 2013 16:52:28 GMT -5
I look as he stares at the others and wants to leave though I'm soon blocking his view. His blush catches me and I smile for a second before shrugging. "You know that wasn't what I was talking about. Your boner was very distracting," I say, sticking out my tongue. It kind of was; At first I just thought it was something in his lap but was soon shown otherwise. I look up at him with a smile and reaching for his hand and playing with it lightly. Healing process? Possibly.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 11, 2013 17:00:41 GMT -5
My eyes meet her face as she speaks again and my face turns even redder and I look away for a moment. "Why you looking anyway?" I mumble, looking down at my desk so that I didn't have to look at Cailana. Her hand reaches for mine before she begins playing with my fingers. "You know, I'm going to be late to class." I say as if I was actually planning on going to my fourth period. With a boner? No way, I'd probably just go home, but she didn't have to know that.
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Post by Cailana Morrow on Sept 11, 2013 17:07:18 GMT -5
I giggle when he looks away and quickly look around to make sure no one was looking as I lean forward to kiss him. "I thought it was something in your lap at first," I say with a shrug as I pull back. He says he's going to be late to class and I roll my eyes before looking at him. "We both know you wouldn't be going to class," I say, holding his hand for a minute before releasing it and going to my desk. I was tempted to tell Jordan that he could come over later and maybe we could get rid of that boner but I wasn't sure how that would be.
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Post by Jordan Cabilio on Sept 11, 2013 17:15:54 GMT -5
My eyebrows raise as she leans forward to press her lips to mine and I have a second to kiss her back before she's pulling away. I snicker as Cailana says that she'd thought I'd had something in my lap and I shake my head a bit, running a hand through my hair. "Yep, once you allow me to leave, I'm going home." I agree, nodding seriously. "You can come by after school." I add with a wink, though I was mostly kidding- after what had happened yesterday I highly doubted she'd actually do anything with me.
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