Vanessa's arrival

The bus stopped right in front of Vanessa's school and she stepped out, she was already late for the second class, she was worried about what the teacher would say or do.

Vanessa didn't notice that her dress that previously reached slightly above her knees now only reached to the midst of her thighs, she walked with haste and entered the building, the bell had rung just a moment ago and students were heading to their classrooms.

Vanessa ran down the corridor and reached the door, she knocked and entered the room, the teacher was at the blackboard, Vanessa didn't wanted to interrupt the class but she had no option.

To make things worse the class that Vanessa was about to enter was history, the class of Mrs. Maxwell, Mrs Maxwell was a 43 years old fat and grumpy lady that had never liked Vanessa one bit,

Vanessa stood up and looked at her, her eyes were cold and mean, then her expression changed into a smile, it was the kind of smile that made Vanessa's skin crawl, it was the smile of a predator.