First Day Butterflies

The next morning came quicker than many would have wished. Especially for Mason who woke up with a splitting headache. He was able to crack one eye open as he peeked around the room which was way too bright for his liking. He then heard the annoying alarm that had likely been going off for some time now. Drew was finishing a set of push-ups that was a part of his morning routine. A morning routine that Mason was normally the instigator of, but this day was proving to be a bit different. Drew heard a couple of mumbles and moans from the bed across the room and laughed as he finished his set and looked over at his gloomy roommate.

“It’s about time you wake up. Carrying your ass back to the room last night was bad enough. I don’t intend on pulling a ‘Weekend at Bernie’s’ with you on the first day of class. What the hell got into you last night anyways man?”

“Vodka, mostly…” Mason grumbled back as he stretched and let out a loud yawn. His evading response seemed to humor Drew a bit but didn’t exactly answer his question.

“Fuck man… the first day hasn’t even happened yet and you of all people are getting hammered. I could likely count on one hand how many times you even got tipsy all of last year. Do I have any reasons to be concerned?” Drew gave the sleepy guy a serious look as he prepared to leave the room and head for the showers.

“I just couldn’t contain my joy for a whole nother year of 7 A.M. high school drama.” Mason deflected once more but the look on Drew’s face showed that he wasn’t accepting it this time. “Look man, it was some home shit. I don’t want it to mess with senior year, Scotty would never let this go. Apparently, it’s over now though so we’re good. Plus, the fact that it feels like there’s a railroad spike in my head, kind of eliminates any further desire to drink for a while.”

“That’s probably for the best. Now get the hell up and get ready. We have to grab Alex and Scotty who probably aren’t doing much better than you, and head to class in 20 minutes. Oh, and I put the bottle of Tylenol on your nightstand there. Don’t say I haven’t ever done anything for you.” Drew left the room and Mason struggled but finally got himself out of bed.

The two boys rushed a bit to get ready and headed to the dorm room that is attached to their own to grab the other two partiers. Before Drew could even knock, the door swung open, and a rather chipper Scotty stood directly in front of him. Scotty looked pretty fresh while Alex was still shaking the cobwebs out of his head a little. He then gave a smile and grabbed his backpack to get the day started.

“How the hell are you two so fresh after last night?” Mason questioned as his hand looked permanently glued to his throbbing forehead.

“Practice my friend. Lots and lots of practice.” Scotty shot back as he slapped his hungover friend on the shoulder.

“This is it boys! First day of our senior year. Here’s to the best one yet.” Alex exclaimed.

“…You sound way too enthusiastic for someone with a C+ average…” Scotty added which did little to affect the guy’s positive attitude.

The four guys made their way out of the dorm. They saw some familiar faces in the dorm hallways but just about everyone was in the same amount of rush to get to the assembly hall on time. Being late on day one is basically putting a target on your back for the rest of the year. They figured it would make more sense to catch up with their classmates at a later time.

All of the students packed into the auditorium. The excitement could be felt around the room as some students attempted to be reunited while others took in the sights for the first time while being hurried to their seats. The electricity from both the guys and girls could be felt to be sharing the same school grounds for the first time in many of their young lives. The giggles, smiles, and whispers all foreshadowed the immense trouble the staff was going to have this year. The teachers finally got the bunch seated and silenced for the dean of the school, Jack Wilkerson, took the stage. Jack was a tall and broad man who had a very serious demeanor. He had little tolerance for horseplay and his dim hardly decorated office, was one room at the academy that most students prayed they never had to visit. He directed the school with a strict and militaristic nature. His results have actually been quite impressive in the few years that he’d been placed in the position. This year did present new obstacles for the man as many feared his hard nature could be a bit off-putting for many of the new female students. The greatest challenge may be for Janelle Schmidt who was placed as the assistant Dean solely for this reason. Janelle was both loved and adored as a teacher at Sacred Sisters and was a top candidate to help bring a bit of compassion and heart to Jack’s stern productivity.

One thing was clear pretty quickly, Jack was not known for his speaking skills. The stoic man looked a bit flustered as he tried his best to keep to his notecards. He continued to fumble through his speech as glanced a couple of times over at Ms. Schmidt who gave him a sweet smile and thumbs up for encouragement. He continued once again.

Drew gave Mason a slight nudge as his head started to drop. It was enough to jostle him back to life and gained a giggle from the cute blonde next to him, that the tired guy had so far failed to acknowledge.

“Sorry, the um nerves and all… have me a little out of it.” Mason made a poor attempt to cover the real reason as he whispered to the cute girl who couldn’t help but be entertained by him during this pretty dreadful opening event. Mason rubbed his temples as he shook his head a bit to try and wake himself up and finally look back up at the stage.

“Looks like you had some um... really inspired dreams, at least…” Destiny whispered with a side-eyed glance towards Mason’s crouch. Mason nearly fainted as he looked down and saw that the sexy cheerleader was only fucking with him.

“Got ya, Anderson! That’s what you get for trying to lie by the way! 'I’m sure it would be impressive of course'…” Destiny gave a seductive look to show the guy that she didn't mean any harm by her teasing. “You act like I of all people can’t recognize a hangover when I see one.” Mason instantly sat up a bit as the nerves set in from anyone else being able to recognize his condition. “Relax Mason. Secret’s safe with me. Though this does seem quite surprising given how rarely I’ve seen you at any parties in the past. If I had, we might know each other a bit better by now.” The gorgeous Destiny Holland said with the last bit mostly under her breath. Mason caught part of it, which was enough to cause him to quickly look over and actually see the girl next to him who met his gaze with a sexy smile. Destiny was not just one of the hottest cheerleaders at school, but had an amazing body with large firm breasts that most girls would have had to pay for. Perfect enough that most others wondered what was in the water of her hometown out west. Outside of having one of the best racks on campus, she had a fit and toned body with a round, bubbled ass from years of cheerleading. Put all of that together with her outgoing personality and killer smile, it was easy to see why she was a very popular girl. She was only half of the “Triple B’s” with the other member being Nellie Moore. Nellie was a little more petite but with tits just as large as Destinies. The girls were almost always together, and this morning was no different. Nellie was to the right of Destiny scouting all the new guys that the school had to offer while tugging on her snug school sweater to better accent her best assets. The two girls were somehow able to even make the bland school outfit look incredibly sexy.

“Don’t worry, I won’t be making a habit of this.” Mason attempted to defend himself.

“That’s a shame. If you do decide to keep sleeping and slacking at school, you could always hire me as a tutor. I am like a math genius after all and quite talented in other subjects as well… Trust me, I’m worth it.”

“I don’t doubt that.” Mason quietly added, which gained a smirk from the flirty girl.

Drew was trying his best to focus on this trainwreck of a speech before the chatter beside him stole his focus. He was almost scared for Mason when he first saw one of the triple-B’s (Busty Blonde Bombshells) targeting him. He figured it could be worse… At least it wasn’t Nellie.

Speaking of Nellie, she also got a glance of the teasing happening right next to her and it went against her entire being to not find out what was going on. Nellie launched her body into Destiny’s which happened to push the busty girl’s large breast into the side of Mason. Both of the clashing teens stared intently at each other once put in the awkward situation, but it was clear that Destiny had no issues with the close contact at all. Before either of the blushing teens could act further, Nellie finally decided to make her presence known.

“Hmm, I wonder if I misbehave enough, if Mr. Wilkerson will have to spank me…? That’s only if Drew doesn’t want to, of course.” Nellie loudly whispered with a cackle. All three teens turned their attention to the highly sexual girl. Drew did his best to prepare a response before a sharp and aggressive voice behind the four, spoke up first.

“Can we make it through at least one seminar without one of you skanks getting pregnant?!?” The disgusted accusation came from none other than Jocelyn Tipton. Jocelyn was a gorgeous, raven-haired academic girl whose serious and aggressive personality often exceeded her model looks. Jocelyn darted her sexy hazel eyes to each of the four teens in an attempt to intimidate the bunch but failed greatly… With the girls at least.

“Oh, Hun…” The deep-southern Nellie said while exaggerating her country accent. “My folks were at least smart enough to put me on the pill years ago! So that means I can take all of the creampies that my little heart desires.” The sexy blonde added while intently winking at Drew. Both boys’ jaws dropped, while Jocelyn looked like she was going to be sick. Destiny barely contained herself while she shrugged and decided to fuck with the three even more.

“I mean if I were to be a bird, I’d clearly be a swallow…” The equally hot blonde added with a giggle. She made sure to lean her heavy cleavage even harder into Mason’s arm, that at this point he swore he'd never wash again. Nellie had to hold back a laugh as they both looked directly at Joselyn who almost looked ill. Drew and Mason found themselves in the middle of a battle that they hadn’t chosen but found themselves very turned on nonetheless.

“Jocelyn, you seem tense... I bet either of these two fine gentlemen here would happily offer their large cocks to help you out…” Nellie said in a very faux-sweet tone. She held a sharp stare at the fuming and uptight girl until a loud clearing of a throat came across the microphone. All of the teens instantly snapped their attention back to the stage, where the previously stuttering Dean was staring at them all. It was at this moment that the more collected (and better-spoken) Ms. Schmidt gracefully stole the mic.

She quickly stole the event and almost silenced the snickering from the students who had witnessed the previous feud.

It was clear that this year was going to be like none other…