She gets kicked off.

Jordan took more steps up the bus.

"AEY. Stop. Bus is full sweetcheeks. Sorry you can't come on." The bus driver yelled, halting Jordan in her path.

"Oh come on, theres gotta be room, I'll be late for school...I have a project due in my--Oh my god, sorry, yes I will leave." Jordan scurried off the bus. Unaware of the flip of her skirt that happened when she turned around. Briefly flashing the bus driver her tight ass.

How could she be so stupid she thought to herself, she has a project due in her first period. She had to go back home and figure something out. She stood there on the sidewalk brainstorming what to do. She could try and rely on Tyler, or maybe pretend to be sick to get another day to turn it in.

Jordan shot back home. She avoided her mom on reentry, she couldn't deal with the agony that is her upset mother. She weaseled into her room. She had to think quick. She paced back and forth wondering what to do. Her skirt bobbing up and down revealing her smooth pale bare thighs with each movement.

Eurika! She has it. She pulled out her laptop from her desk. She would send a message to her teacher, posing as her mom, saying Jordan came under the weather, and that she can't come in. So she'll get the extra day to do the project.

After some fiddling, her plan was put into motion. She just had to wait for the professors response.

*Ding!*

There is was,

"Hello Mrs. Smith

I'm sorry to hear about Jordans sudden illness, but I was clear in my syllabus. Grades have to be in by tonight, she will get a zero. That is unless I can get it by the end of the day. Any chance you can drop it off?

Thank you,
-Professor McEsse"

Jordan whined. Shit, her day of doing it just got limited to 4 hours. But alas she had to try.

Jordan sent the confirmation email back, stood up, and started thinking again what could she come up with quick enough?