Cassie

"I think I'm gonna try out Cassie," Kevin told Brad with a smirk. He intended to give the blonde-streaked brunette a considerably more casual try than what Brad had suggested, less asking her out and more fucking her brains out.

"Good luck keeping up with her," Brad said with a chuckle.

"I can think of a few ways to put all that energy of hers to good use," Kevin responded, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

"Dude," Brad replied, raising his fist.

"Dude," Kevin echoed, bumping his former enemy's fist. Leaning back, he spent the rest of the period enjoying the movie.

Despite the newly relaxed attendance policy, Kevin decided to go to his second period class; he'd always enjoyed biology as a subject, and was interested to see what an AP course would look like in his newly mellowed school. He was quickly struck by several changes to the class.

First, and most jarring, it was no longer an AP class. For that matter, there were no longer any AP classes at Eastlake High at all. The school had long ago deemed them too stressful for both the students and the teachers. Kevin had worried about college for a brief moment, before remembering that he could wish himself into any university he desired or skip college altogether.

Second, Kevin found that Mrs. Cooper was much more understanding than he remembered. He had known she would be, but seeing it first hand was something else entirely. She’d always been somewhat permissive with him because he was such a good student, but was generally known for being fairly strict. Now, she gave all of her students more leeway than she'd ever given him. He almost felt slighted, and considered turning things back to the way they had been, before quickly shaking off the ridiculous notion.

After all, if he had changed things back, it would have undone the third, and most fortuitous, change. Namely, that Cassie and Lauren were now in his class. Spying the two petite bundles of fun chatting in the corner, he walked over and cleared his throat. The two immediately looked up at him, Cassie's eyes taking a brief detour to glance at his crotch.

"Hey, ladies, mind if I join you?" Kevin asked, still feeling more confident than ever.

Cassie looked at him quizzically. "You mean, like you always do?" she asked perkily.

"Just trying to be polite to a couple of lovely young women," Kevin responded, trying to cover his slip. Of course he always hung out with the popular kids. "I wouldn't want to interrupt anything important."

"Aw, that's so sweet," Lauren said, blushing.

"Yeah!" Cassie agreed with a little more energy than her friend. "Come on, sit down. We weren't doing anything important, just talking about new cheers and stuff."

Kevin took a seat at the desk next to Cassie's. "Anything I might find interesting?" he asked suggestively, raising his eyebrows.

"No," Cassie replied, smiling rather suggestively back at him, "but I'm sure we can come up with something you and Brad would be interested in. We might not be able to do it for the rest of the school at the games though."

Lauren slapped her friend on the arm and giggled. "Cass, you're so bad."

Cassie shrugged and shot Kevin a sideways glance. "We've got to get their attention somehow. If it's taken them this long to settle down, we may have to take drastic measures."

"Maybe we've just been waiting for the right time," Kevin replied smoothly.

"Well," Lauren said, stretching out the word, "Valentine's Day is right around the corner, and it is the lovers' holiday."

Kevin smirked. "Well, I don't know about Brad, but I have always considered myself more of a lover—" he casually slipped his hand under Cassie's desk and onto her thigh "—than a fighter."

Kevin enjoyed the sight of the brunette jumping slightly in surprise, then quickly darting her eyes to her friend, to see if she'd noticed anything.

If Lauren noticed anything, she didn't show it. Rolling her eyes, she griped, "Brad can be kind of a meathead sometimes."

"Um, yeah," Cassie agreed, laughing shakily as Kevin start to move his hand up and down her thigh. The brunette was wearing a skirt today, and she seemed to be enjoying the skin-to-skin contact as much as Kevin was.

Lauren looked at her friend with concern. "You okay, Cass? You look a little flushed."

"Oh, um, yeah. Yeah, fine," Cassie managed, as Kevin continued to work his way up her thigh and under her skirt, gently caressing her silky skin.

"If you say so," Lauren said skeptically. Turning to Kevin she asked, "So, seriously, are you going to ask someone out before Valentine's Day or what?"

Kevin grinned cryptically, and said, "Let's just say that when I'm interested in a girl, she'll know it."

The freckle-faced girl shook her head, and said, "Well, I guess that rules us out, huh, Cass."

Cassie's response was delayed, as Kevin's hand reached the innermost part of her thigh and he began to trace small circles with his fingers. Clearly struggling to concentrate, the short-haired girl let out a nervous laugh, and said, "Yeah, he's definitely not interested in us." She coughed to cover up a moan as Kevin moved his fingers to the front of her pantries.

Kevin could feel the warmth radiating through the damp cotton covering Cassie's most intimate spot. He carefully stroked the material, paying special attention to the outline of the cheerleader's pussy that he could now clearly make out with his fingers. Vigorously rubbing his hand over the spot, he felt a sudden twitch, and Cassie's thighs clamped down on his hand.

Cassie clutched at the sides of her desk as she made a valiant effort to stay upright. She squeezed her eyes shut and pursed her lips, but a strangled moan still managed to fight its way out as she lurched forward, bent over her desk.

Lauren's eyes went wide and she put a hand on her friend's shoulder, shaking her gently. "Oh my God. Cass, are you okay? Come on, I'm taking you to the nurse."

Cassie sat up most of the way and tried to wave off her friend. In a shaky voice, she argued, "I'm f-fine Lauren. It's just a little nausea. I'll be alright in just a minute."

Lauren shook her head. "No way, you are definitely going to see the nurse."

Kevin reached out with the hand that wasn't sandwiched between Cassie's still clenched thighs and put it on Lauren's arm before the auburn-haired girl could stand. "Why don't I take her? No offense, but you could probably use the biology lesson more than me."

Lauren cutely bit her lip in hesitation for a moment, then shook her head. "No, you're right. Just make sure to take care of her, alright?"

Kevin carefully slipped his now slightly sore hand from between Cassie's relaxing thighs. Trying to keep any innuendo out of his voice, he replied, "Trust me, I'll take good care of her."

Standing, he slid an arm under Cassie and helped her to her feet. Despite being well aware of her size, it was still a surprise how easy it was to lift the petite cheerleader up and help her out of the classroom.

"Headed for the nurse?" Mrs. Cooper asked casually, when they were halfway out the door.

Stopping, Kevin turned to reply, "Um, yeah."

"Alright, have fun," the teacher said, with a wave and what Kevin was pretty sure was a conspiratorial wink.

Kevin turned and continued out the door, almost tripping as he processed what had just happened. His teacher may have just seen him get a girl off, and was wishing him well as he left with her and lied about why. The wish to relax the teachers had definitely worked.