Shauna-3rd Period

Shauna Caswell is a student who's reputation carries weight not only around her school but the whole town. Shauna, along with her group of friends are heavily disliked for causing incidents wherever they go, whether it be vandalism, smoking on the school grounds or general antisocial behaviour. The term 'delinquent' never really bothered Shauna who had been rebelling for most of her life due to her upbringing from her overly strict parents.

3rd period was actually the first lesson of the day for Shauna. Having slept over at her friends house the night before after a party, she'd overslept and missed her first two lessons. This wasn't a problem, however, as she managed to sneak into her house while her parents were out to get her things and put on a change of clothes. Entering the building, Shauna met up with Kenny during the lesson changeover and, together, headed off to 3rd period art.

"We're sitting over here." Shauna pointed to the right side of the circle of canvases laid out for their upcoming art class."B-by the window?" Kenny mumbled quietly but just loud enough for her to hear.

"Yes, by the fucking window." Shauna said flatly. Kenny didn't respond after that and made his way quietly to one of the cushions. Many people often wondered why someone like Shauna would be friends with a guy like Kenny. He was wimpy with no self-confidence whereas she was the terror of the school. The thing that most people didn't know though was that Shauna had known Kenny since childhood, back when she was still a sweet little girl. Despite her scary demeanour, Shauna was someone who took friendship very seriously, especially if they were loyal. Yeah, it was true that Kenny was practically useless but he was definitely loyal so she kept him around, even if some of her more hostile friends kept whispering in her ear to ditch him already.

"I'm guessing you're gonna ditch out on me at lunch again?" Shauna quizzed Kenny, referencing last Friday's incident when he never showed up behind the bike sheds.

"I told you I was sorry. It's just that... I, well... don't tell the others this but I... I don't really like smoking. And that's all you guys do back there anyway." Kenny got that off his chest with a lot of ****.

"You really think that's a secret? You're pretty obvious man and besides, it's really not as bad as you think it is." Shauna rolled her eyes. "Bet your mom told you it was bad once and you believed it straight away like a good little boy."

"But it IS bad." He insisted. Heh, maybe he was right but that wouldn't stop her. In fact if you told her it was bad she'd probably do it twice as hard.

Before another word could be spoken there was a loud thump, followed by the door swinging open. In stepped an unfamiliar face who looked pretty lost. "Hmmm, guess I'll stay in here for now." The boy started to speak but didn't address anyone in particular. "Hey, you!" The boy, with a much more commanding tone this time, moved over to Grady who was sitting alone on a cushion. To Grady, it was probably an unusual event to be directly spoken to by someone outside of his group of friends. He was one of 'them' after all. Shauna used the term 'fucking creeps' but the rest of the school had a more PG name for them: 'the pervert trio'. Kyle, Grady and Samuel had a pretty shit reputation around the school for the many, MANY things they did which were close to crossing the line. Shauna had only been caught up in their schemes once but made sure to teach them a 'lesson' ensuring they'd never target her again. Safe to say it worked.

"Umm, yes?" Grady looked up at the boy.

"Who's the hottest girl in this class?"

"--Hmm... oh, are you that guy he told me about?" Grady seemed to be deep in thought about something. "But it doesn't look like you have any powers..."

"Er, that's not exactly an answer?" The boy scrunched his brow.

"Oh, uh, yeah, the girl you're looking for is Michelle. Definitely Michelle." Watching Grady swooning at the thought of Michelle left Shauna a little bit nauseous. "But sorry bro, all the seats near her are taken, believe me I've tried and none of the girls over that side of the classroom would even let me near them. But maybe it's only because it was me." Damn, this guy really had no shame blurting all that out to a stranger.

"That's not really a problem for me but thanks for pointing me in the right direction, maybe I'll reward you later." The boy smiled.

"Reward me? And what exactly do you have that I'd want?" Grady looked confused.

"Trust me, you'll know when you get it." And with, that their weird conversation came to an end. Instead of finding a free seat, the boy walked over to the seat where Michelle always sat and looked at Maya, who sat next to her. "You sit next to Michelle right?"

"Yeah...?" The girl looked up at him.

"Well not anymore. I think the janitor's in the store cupboard right now."

"...So?" Maya questioned.

"So... get your butt of that cushion and onto his dick."

"What the hell?" Shauna watched as her classmate got flustered.

"Look, right here." A piece of paper appeared in the boy's hand as if by magic. On it was a timetable with the name Maya Harris on it. It was the same as her usual timetable but for one change. "There, ya see? Monday 3rd period is anal with Mr Miller for you."

"It-it is, isn't it?" Maya looked back up at the boy, almost pleadingly. "But I don't want my first time to be with Mr Miller, he's gotta be almost 50 by now." She whimpered.

"Hey, I think it's weird too that you're the only one in the entire school who has this class but it's not like I can change it." The boy moved himself to sit down once Maya had slowly and nervously risen to her feet. That was the last time Maya would ever be in Monday's art class.

Time passed by and eventually Mrs Baxter started the lesson, welcoming everyone and beginning to talk about continuing the still life art module they were doing until she was interrupted.

"Still life? That's boring as shit." A daring voice cut off Mrs Baxter. "I mean doesn't every school do that kinda thing? This is art! We should be original!"

Unlike her usual self, Mrs Baxter decided to let the interruption go. "Oh, it looks like our new student has something to say. And what would you suggest we do?" Shauna honestly didn't care what they painted it was all the same boring crap to her.

"Well I know something that no school would have tried before. How about nude modelling?" Heh, looks like this kid really did have some balls on him.

"Nude modelling? That's... a wonderful idea! Why, no one would have thought of doing that before in a school classroom!" Mrs Baxter was delighted with the suggestion. In fact, everyone in the room seemed to be. Shaun was even surprised at herself as to how strongly she accepted and liked the sound of this new idea.

"But who's going to do the modelling?" Mrs Baxter raised the question.

"Me and her." Before anyone even had the chance to raise their hands, the boy had already volunteered himself and Michelle who was sitting next to him.

"Excuse you? I'm not doing anything of the sort! These sort of tasks are beneath someone as rich as I am anyway." Michelle's high-pitched voice grated on Shauna's ears. A look of visible irritation flashed across her face as she did her best to tune out the spoiled rich girl's venting.

"Now, now, Michelle. You heard him. Get out of those clothes. It's not fair to hold up the rest of the class." Mrs Baxter scolded her. Of course it's not like she could actually give any meaningful punishment. One word to her 'daddy' and he could probably get away with firing or expelling whoever crossed her. Michelle and her family were definitely the type of people Shauna hated.

Shauna, like the rest of the class, waited silently while Michelle eventually stripped completely naked. Well, not exactly silently. She filled the void by joking around with Kenny, all jokes at Michelle's expense of course. But their chatter had to come to an end when Mrs Baxter began to explain the lesson. "Ok, here's how this is going to work. For the position we're going to draw you in today, I need Michelle, lying on her side, with one elbow on the ground and your hand on the same arm propping your head up."

"But that's, like, super... awesome!" Shauna, expecting another rant, was surprised by Michelle's newfound enthusiasm for the modelling.

"Good. And for our male model, you're name was...?" Mrs Baxter asked the boy.

"Ryan." So that was his name. From first impressions alone, Shauna didn't really care much about this new student. Looked like just another face in the crowd to her.

While she was zoning out, Mrs Baxter continued to give instructions to do with the positioning of her two models. If anything, Shauna enjoyed watching Michelle squirm uncomfortably. In fact she couldn't help but snigger when Ryan slapped her on the ass so hard Michelle almost lost her balance and face planted onto the floor. Ok, maybe this new guy was alright.

Shauna spent the next 20 or so minutes, half-assing her painting. Part of the reason why art wasn't so bad was because if you really think about it, you don't actually have to do any work. It's not like Mrs Baxter could prove that Shauna wasn't trying her best, she could always fall back onto the defence that she just wasn't that good an artist. But as long as Kenny was around she had to do a little bit of work.

"Come on Shauna, you have to really curve your arm as you paint." Kenny chimed in with his oh-so-helpful advice.

"I-I'm trying." Shauna lazily picked her brush back up and pretended to make an effort.

"No... not like that!" Kenny despaired. "Look at the way I painted Michelle's breasts." Shauna looked over at her friends painting. It was clear he was a much better artist than her. Heh, maybe that's what trying in class got you.

"Mine's never gonna be that good." Shauna rolled her eyes.

"It would be if you actually tried." Kenny protested.

"Fine than, I'll give it a go." Shauna looked at Michelle who was squirming about on the floor. She was acting a lot weirder than usual and all the squirming made it kind of hard to focus while painting. What really struck Shauna as odd was the way Michelle was screaming. She kept crying out for help but Shauna couldn't see the problem. Ryan was only doing his job, fucking her on the floor from behind while they all painted it. Normally, Shauna may have reacted in a different way to seeing her naked crying classmate being fucked in the middle of the room but a powerful voice in her head told her just not to worry about it and to keep on painting. However, after a few more attempts to focus all the squirming was getting a little too much.

"Michelle, stop moving around goddammit!" Shauna vented her frustrations at the squirming Michelle. Next she wanted to say something that would piss her off. "How do you expect me to draw your fat cow tits if you keep bouncing them all over the place, huh? Hey, Kenny!" She turned to her friend sharply. "Tell Miss Rich Bitch to hold her cow tits still!" Kenny looked mortified that she had dragged him into this which made her giggle on the inside. She always enjoyed putting him in awkward situations to see his reactions.

"Ye-ye-yes." Kenny mustered the courage to speak. "Um... Mi-Michelle? Erm, could you please keep your... um your... breasts... still, please?"

Deciding to make it more uncomfortable for him, Shauna yelled at Kenny. "That's not what I told you to say ya idiot! God, just listen to what I say, alright?"

"Ughhumm, I-I-I'm sorry, but please! Please don't make me say that!" Kenny spoke in the loudest of whispers.

"Hahaha, fine. I was only teasing you anyway and I guess you could say I'm satisfied."

Suddenly a shout came from the centre of the room. "Hey! loudmouth!" Somehow without looking, Shauna knew the yell was aimed at her. Normally she'd never let anyone speak to her like that, at least not without insulting them back at least ten times harsher but when she saw that the aggressor was Ryan she couldn't find the will to think of any nasty words for him.

"What?" Was the only word she could say.

"What colour panties you wearing?"

God what a perverted question. She'd never answer a question like t-"They're grey." Shauna couldn't stop herself from answering. It's almost like her mouth moved on its own. "Just have a look if you don't believe me." Her mouth continued, independent of her own will. And now her arms disobeyed her body, lifting the front of her skirt all the way up until it was touching her chin. She... was showing off everything like this! On the inside Shauna was terrified. She couldn't control her body! And then her hands let go of the skirt and as her skirt dropped back down to cover up her panties, all her negative and worrisome thoughts dropped out of her mind. Ryan just wanted to see her panties, that's all. He was a good guy. Even Mrs Baxter didn't mind disclosing the colour of her underwear to him so why should she have a problem.

Despite that momentary interruption, Shauna let Kenny teach her how to paint a little better for the rest of the lesson until it was time to pack up.

"Alright slowpoke, we gotta get to english class now. And don't get any stupid ideas, we're sitting at the back of the room, got it?!" Shauna gave Kenny her signature 'delinquent stare'.

"Fine." Kenny resigned himself. "But next time we're sitting where I want to."

"Yeah, yeah. C'mon lets go."