Pop quiz

I put my phone in my backpack. I get a pencil out and try to remember everything about this lesson. I remember we learned about the heart and how it pumps the blood along with a couple of other duties.

Ms. Hall sets the test down in front of me and I'm relieved to see it is multiple choice.

After thirty minutes, I turn in the pop quiz. I take a deep breath anf think about how I can pass the time until the end of class.

One of my favorite things to do while I'm bored or need to pass the time is daydream. Every male has dreamed of the chance to stop a school shooter, help people if the school was on fire, or even plan in case zombies suddenly came in the classroom.

But of course, the male imagination also caused many hot and heavy daydreams. And those daydreams are my favorite.

I can't even count how many times I've fantasized about teachers or students while masturbating. Putting the bratty popular girls in their place was one of my favorites.

I look around the room and my eyes fall on Ms Hall. She is wearing a black long sleeve, button up shirt that is constricting her breasts. I start daydreaming about what I would do for some... "Extra credit".

I start daydreaming about seeing her after class. Her explaining that I did horrible on the test and was going to get a bad grade. Then she gets a smirk as she unzips my pants. "Let's get some extra credit out of there, shall we?" I'm getting to the good part of the daydream.

Then the bell rings. Class ends and everyone turns in their quizzes. I leave class last under the pretense of packing my backpack. I wait until I'm the last and then leave, hoping that Ms Hall would call out for me to stay behind.

But of course, it doesn't happen. She just drinks the rest of her coffee as I leave. I walk in the halls to my next class when the back of my head gets hit by a blunt object.