School Days
folder
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
4,650
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
4,650
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction that I own. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
School Days
He had always hated his students, every single one of them, but some he liked more than others. It was common for a teacher to develop favorites among their students, and it was no different for Hunter Hardy, known as Mr. Hardy to his students. He taught Calculus at Cheyenne North High School, an average school with mostly average students. It just so happened that his favorite student, a junior named Angel Luxuria, was in his Calculus class for the final period of the day, allowing him and her to converse easily whenever the need came about.
The day started like any other with long and boring lectures on equations. Even though he never could prove it he could always tell when someone was texting or passing notes, it was like a sixth sense for him.
‘Sluts and sons of bitches,’ he thought. ‘Nobody gives a damn about anything they are taught, they just care about when the next party is so that they can get drunk and have sex. Only the students like Angel matter; they are the ones who will succeed those like me.’
The day dragged on, but finally the last class arrived. His classroom ‘angel’ made it all worth it. At every question she would nearly jump from her chair to answer the question correctly while everyone else just looked on with eyes glazed from boredom. The bell finally sounded and everyone left except for Angel.
“Mr. Hardy,” she asked, approaching him, “can you tell me what my grade in this class is?”
“Why would you even bother asking,” Mr. Hardy responded confusedly, seeing as how she was considered by the faculty to be the top of her class.
“I just want to be sure. You see, I’m aiming to get a certain scholarship for college. I’m going to be taking some college classes next year while finishing up high school and it would help if I had some extra money.”
Mr. Hardy quickly pulled up her grades from his computer and sighed deeply, letting his head drop.
“What,” Angel asked worriedly. “Is it bad? It can’t be that bad, I mean, I’ve done all of my assignments and tests. What’s wrong?’
“Nothing, that’s the point,” he answered, laughing. “You have THE best grade out of all of my classes, a ninety-nine percent.”
“You’re a jerk sometimes,” Angel laughed, turning and heading for the door. “Thanks Mr. Hardy, see you tomorrow.”
With that, she rushed out the door, bumping into the frame and dropping a notebook. She didn’t notice what she had dropped and was out the door and down the hallway before Mr. Hardy had a chance to call to her. He sighed and walked to the door to pick up the notebook. Looking it over he noticed that it had no subject written on its cover, nor did it have her name anywhere, which was odd for her since she always put both on all of her books.
Curious, he opened it up and went back to his desk. Inside were numerous websites, accounts, passwords, and usernames. Mr. Hardy set it aside as he prepared to go home, picking it up as he left a few minutes later. Back at home he flipped it open again and sat at his home’s computer. He quickly clicked on the internet icon and typed in the first website.
It looked like any normal forum at first. He quickly signed in using the given password and username that was written down and began to inspect her profile. Nothing out of the ordinary popped out until he opened the inbox. A letter titled “Some Fun?” was the most recent item. Curious as to what Angel might consider fun, seeing as she never seemed to have any kind of fun at school, Mr. Hardy opened the letter and began to read.
‘Yo babe, gotta say you seem like one exciting gal. You up for a fun night?’
Confused, Mr. Hardy exited the letter and pulled up the ‘My Videos’. Once the screen loaded, Mr. Hardy clicked on the most recent video and began to watch as a scantily clad female began a strip tease via webcam. She slowly swayed her hips side to side while sliding her hands up and down her body, occasionally groping her round breasts and rubbing her fingers over her roughly see through panties. At the very end, the female looked directly into the camera and Angel asked, “Are you hard yet?”
The day started like any other with long and boring lectures on equations. Even though he never could prove it he could always tell when someone was texting or passing notes, it was like a sixth sense for him.
‘Sluts and sons of bitches,’ he thought. ‘Nobody gives a damn about anything they are taught, they just care about when the next party is so that they can get drunk and have sex. Only the students like Angel matter; they are the ones who will succeed those like me.’
The day dragged on, but finally the last class arrived. His classroom ‘angel’ made it all worth it. At every question she would nearly jump from her chair to answer the question correctly while everyone else just looked on with eyes glazed from boredom. The bell finally sounded and everyone left except for Angel.
“Mr. Hardy,” she asked, approaching him, “can you tell me what my grade in this class is?”
“Why would you even bother asking,” Mr. Hardy responded confusedly, seeing as how she was considered by the faculty to be the top of her class.
“I just want to be sure. You see, I’m aiming to get a certain scholarship for college. I’m going to be taking some college classes next year while finishing up high school and it would help if I had some extra money.”
Mr. Hardy quickly pulled up her grades from his computer and sighed deeply, letting his head drop.
“What,” Angel asked worriedly. “Is it bad? It can’t be that bad, I mean, I’ve done all of my assignments and tests. What’s wrong?’
“Nothing, that’s the point,” he answered, laughing. “You have THE best grade out of all of my classes, a ninety-nine percent.”
“You’re a jerk sometimes,” Angel laughed, turning and heading for the door. “Thanks Mr. Hardy, see you tomorrow.”
With that, she rushed out the door, bumping into the frame and dropping a notebook. She didn’t notice what she had dropped and was out the door and down the hallway before Mr. Hardy had a chance to call to her. He sighed and walked to the door to pick up the notebook. Looking it over he noticed that it had no subject written on its cover, nor did it have her name anywhere, which was odd for her since she always put both on all of her books.
Curious, he opened it up and went back to his desk. Inside were numerous websites, accounts, passwords, and usernames. Mr. Hardy set it aside as he prepared to go home, picking it up as he left a few minutes later. Back at home he flipped it open again and sat at his home’s computer. He quickly clicked on the internet icon and typed in the first website.
It looked like any normal forum at first. He quickly signed in using the given password and username that was written down and began to inspect her profile. Nothing out of the ordinary popped out until he opened the inbox. A letter titled “Some Fun?” was the most recent item. Curious as to what Angel might consider fun, seeing as she never seemed to have any kind of fun at school, Mr. Hardy opened the letter and began to read.
‘Yo babe, gotta say you seem like one exciting gal. You up for a fun night?’
Confused, Mr. Hardy exited the letter and pulled up the ‘My Videos’. Once the screen loaded, Mr. Hardy clicked on the most recent video and began to watch as a scantily clad female began a strip tease via webcam. She slowly swayed her hips side to side while sliding her hands up and down her body, occasionally groping her round breasts and rubbing her fingers over her roughly see through panties. At the very end, the female looked directly into the camera and Angel asked, “Are you hard yet?”