5th period

Caleb's next class was Art. Angie had convinced him to take art class when they discovered their mutual interest in Japanese Manga. She was fascinated by the different techniques and drawing styles of the various artists and wanted to become one someday. Caleb didn't consider himself much of an artist. His portraits were terrible in his own opinion, but his landscapes had kept his grade up. Recently he was enjoying the pottery lessons that their teacher, Ms. Hart, had been giving.

It amused Caleb that Angie was bored now that they were no longer learning about drawing and painting. Part of the reason she was able to talk him into the class was because he had already taken all the elective courses that interested him in his previous years. With the shop teacher retiring last year, and the school unable to find a new one, he was stuck with art, or homemaking. He had been leaning toward homemaking because he wanted to learn to cook, but Angie had been quite convincing.

Ms. Hart, an extremely laid back hippie style teacher, was currently puttering around the room inspecting the students work. She was of average height but very thin, almost sickly so. Her body reminded him of Deanna, only Ms. Hart had slightly larger breasts. Today they were doing free form, meaning they could make anything they wanted or work on previous projects. Caleb was finishing the pattern on a flower vase he intended to give to his mom, while Angie was sculpting a video game character.

Caleb felt the hair on the back of his neck rising. He looked around and noticed Kathy, one of the Denizens of the Pit watching him. It looked like she was working on a cup of some kind, only with two handles, almost like a trophy. When she noticed him looking her way she blushed and returned her attention to her work. But the next couple times Caleb looked her way she was staring at him again.

He didn't know why but every time he looked at her he felt a tingle, almost as if he were being compelled to go talk to her. Since he was practically done, he put his vase in the drying cabinet. As he walked over it looked as if she were about to have a panic attack. He couldn't think of why, they spoke nearly every day in the Pit.

"Hey Kat, You mind if I check out your work?" Not waiting for an answer he turned to inspect it. He didn't want to make her more nervous than she already was. He knew she got uncomfortable when people looked at her, especially her enormous breasts. He had to remind himself to keep his eyes above the neckline whenever he was around her. He didn't always succeed.

Looking at the pattern on the cup it appeared to be a five petaled flower like a violet. He said, "Wow this is really good. You can see the subtle veins on the petals if you look closely."

She immediately brightened, "Yeah that was really hard to get right. I've been putting flowers on all my artwork but this is the first time I got it to look right in clay."

The two young adults spent the rest of the class period chatting about their art. Unknown to either of them, Angie sent a text to her friends. It simply read, "Caleb!! made the first move, not Kathy. :) We are go for stage two :P"

Deanna couldn't believe the day she was having. First she had mind blowing sex with her long time crush Caleb. Then she made friends with his sister. She finally felt like she belonged among her cousins friends. And now, she got asked out on a date. She would prefer if it had been Caleb, but Kyle was a nice guy. Before she knew what was happening she had said yes.

And now she was having second thoughts. What if by going out with Kyle she missed her chance with Caleb. But Caleb was a Stretcher King. Would he even want to date her when he could have literally anyone else? And would he even have time to date her. He will be really busy stretching and breeding lots of women. Would a little of Caleb be better than all of Kyle? She suspected the answer was yes, but he hadn't even asked her yet.

These thoughts, or ones like them, would float around her head for the rest of the day.