Edward tries to make sense of things

Are they not aware of how they are flashing me their panties? Edward thought, eyes widening. His cock twitched in his pants before he could stop it. He quickly looked away, face burning, but when he glanced back a few seconds later they were still sitting the same way. The moment his eyes met theirs, both girls suddenly looked away, pretending to pay attention to the teacher. Their cheeks looked flushed.

Edward’s heart was pounding now. This couldn’t be normal. None of this felt normal.

He tried again to focus on Mr. Catlan’s voice, scribbling down random notes that didn’t make any sense. The buzzing in his pocket had started again. He ignored it. Sweat was forming on his lower back. Every time he shifted in his seat he could feel Olivia’s eyes on him from the front. He could smell her perfume, something sweet and warm, drifting back toward him. Behind him, he heard one of the girls whisper something too quiet to catch.

“Edward?!”

The sharp sound of his name snapped him out of it. Mr. Catlan was staring directly at him from the front of the class, eyebrows raised in annoyance.

“Edward?! Are you with us? Please answer the question.”

Edward froze. His mouth opened but nothing came out. He hadn’t heard a single word the teacher had said for the last five minutes. The entire class had gone quiet. He could feel every pair of eyes on him now, especially the girls. Olivia had turned fully in her seat, looking at him with open concern mixed with fear. The two blondes to his right were staring too, lips slightly parted.

Heat flooded Edward’s face. He was completely screwed. He had no idea what the question was.

Edward stood up slowly from his chair, heart hammering against his ribs. “Uhhh…” he stammered, the sound hanging awkwardly in the silent classroom. Every eye in the room was on him now. Mr. Catlan stood at the front, arms crossed, waiting with that impatient stare he always gave students who weren’t paying attention. Edward’s mind raced. What the hell was he supposed to say? That he was distracted because two girls to his right had their skirts hiked up and he could see their panties? That Olivia had been staring at him like she wanted to eat him alive? No way. He opened his mouth again but nothing useful came out.

Mr. Catlan raised an eyebrow. “Well? We’re waiting, Edward. The capital of Greece during the Golden Age?”

How the fuck had we even gotten to Greece? Weren’t we discussing mountains? Edward thought to himself.

The pressure made Edward’s face burn. He could feel sweat starting to form on his forehead. Behind him, someone shifted in their seat. Literally everyone was looking at him. He was screwed.

Suddenly a loud plastic clatter broke the tension. Olivia’s water bottle had fallen off her desk and rolled a few feet across the floor. She let out a soft, surprised “Oops,” in that smooth, charming voice she used whenever she wanted something. Every head turned toward her instead.

“Sorry, Mr. Catlan,” she said sweetly as she pushed her chair back and stood up. She turned around slowly, giving the whole class and especially the teacher, a full view of her ass in those skintight white leggings. Then she bent over at the waist to pick up the bottle.

Her ass pushed out toward the front of the room, perfectly round and firm, the thin white fabric stretched so tight it left almost nothing to the imagination. The seam disappeared between her cheeks, outlining everything. Mr. Catlan’s eyes dropped straight to it. He stared for a long second, his lecture completely forgotten, before he caught himself and cleared his throat.

Olivia took her time straightening back up, bottle in hand, and gave the teacher a bright, innocent smile. “Got it.”

Edward’s eyes flicked to Olivia’s desk while the teacher was still distracted. There, scribbled in big, hurried letters across her notebook, right over her actual notes were the words “ITS ATHENS!!” in thick black ink. She had written it fast, clearly for him to see. No care for her own work. Just those two words.

“It’s Athens?” Edward spoke up quickly, his voice steadier than he felt.