Chapter 15 by Bollo

How does her fourth class go?

Her fourth class of the day: ?

Loraine fled into her Arts classroom, and bumped into her teacher.

"Whoa, someone is eager for my class!" Joked the raven-haired woman, trying to find her balance.

"Sorry, little trouble in the hallway. It-its nothing." Stammered Loraine.

"It's alright, please take a seat."

As the classroom slowly filled with disinterested students, the teacher cleared her throat and spoke, "Alright everyone, today I want everyone to pair up and sketch one another."

"Pair me with Dupont!" Shouted almost everyone!

"I expected something like this might happen, so I'll pick the pairs through a lottery." She reached under her desk and grabbed a hat with names in it. "The first pair is...Dupont, with... Stinton."

"Great, that pervert again?" Loraine spoke softly, holding the bridge of her nose.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure to capture your beauty on my canvas. I'm quite the artist." He said slimily.

The pair sat in front of one another, and began sketching.Or at least, Loraine did. Stinton just kept staring at her naked body.

"Hey, are you gonna draw something, or are you just going to stare?"

"I need to get your details."

"I think you got them already."