Who will break first...

Standing just down the hall from the extra ‘friendly’ duo, unbeknownst to them, had an unexpected audience. Intrigued, the hot brunette moves forward to examine what exactly she just saw. “And what the hell was that?” Heather Ravers asked after stealthily sneaking up on the lost in thought blonde. Ashley responded with a jump and squeal before narrowing her eyes at the entertained beauty who suddenly entered the scene.

“Shit Heather! Uh... What was what?” Ashley doing her best to act innocent and nonchalant as she turned to walk down the hall. Heather grinned at her even more intently, clearly not going to give up without some teasing. Finally, Ashley gave in but only slightly, “What? Other than your long-lost cousin being an ass…?” she tried to response dryly, leaving it at that.

“More like he was grabbing some ass from my angle.” Heather continued to mock while studies the chipper blonde’s reactions. “It’s nothing! Oh my God!” Ashley nearly starting a scene while internally begging Heather to lay off. “He was just trying to get a rise out of me.”

With a chuckle Heather turned towards the embarrassed girl once again. “A rise huh? And I’m sure you’d love to get a rise out of him.” She said now with a still growing smirk regardless of the intense stare Ashley shoots her way. The frustrated girl now stopping in her tracks and clinching her fists to let Heather know she’s serious.

“We’re just friends Heather.” As she emphasized her name. “You know that it is possible for a guy and a girl to be.”

“Hey, I have plenty of guy friends.” Heather defended “And there’s nothing better than riding on said guy friends’ big dicks.” Heather briefly thinking of a certain Andrew Nordstein. Now sensing that Ashley is about to really explode, she finally lifts her hands signaling that she’ll back off. “I’m just saying if I knew smacking you on the ass was an acceptable parting gesture, I’d have started spanking you years ago.” Heather couldn’t help but reach over before grabbing a healthy handful of the blonde cheerleader’s firm and sculpted ass, giving it a squeeze..., before glancing over at Ashley now with a devious smile. Ashley’s feet nearly coming up off the ground at the unexpected contact. Heather now in a full on fit of laughter, she hip bumps the petite blonde to try and get her to lighten up. Ashley huffs and rolls her eyes once more before finally breaking a slight smile. She then returns the gesture by bumping her beautiful friend back a little bit harder. “Besides,” Heather says once more. “I don’t think I was the only one with a front row ticket just now.” Heather nods her head in the direction of the lockers and Ashley turns to see where she’s pointing.

As both girls turned and locked eyes with the stunned young man who nearly pissing himself when being caught out. ‘Shit” The young man, being Brandon Cole, internalized at seeing his ex, groped on now two occasions. His cheeks turned a crimson red before he all but stuffed his head in the locker. Now grabbing his books quickly and nearly slamming the locker door before hurrying down the hall. Having more than enough teasing and awkward run-ins for a lifetime, Ashley finally turns in the opposite direction quickly made her way to the next classroom. It’s time for Ashley to finally get away from him and on top of someone new, Heather thought. Not that the school is short on options for her. Heather’s still slightly upturned lips laughs at both of their awkward response and slowly sways that beautiful tight ass of hers towards the next class, silently taking note of a few admirers.

Zack found his way to his next class, still a little proud of his teasing towards Ashley. He quickly chose a seat. Zack was one of the first students in the class, so he was curious if he would know anyone else. That curiosity didn’t take long when he first saw Madison Cole walk in. Madison couldn’t hold back her excitement at seeing the handsome young man. With delighted eyes, she gave him a slight wave before taking the seat behind him. Next, he surprisingly saw his cousin Heather Ravers.

They locked eyes for a second, that felt like an hour. Heather chose a seat on the opposite side of the room. It’s strange to get such a familiar feeling when staring at a practical stranger. Soon after Ms. Moreau herself entered the room. Nearly all of the students go silent and give full attention the smoldering teacher. All of the boys anyways. She started her normal rehearsed intro with writing her name and the class subject on the board, before looking up and into the stunning blue eyes of Zack Bishop. Doing her best to keep focus she noticed Maddison and Heather, two of her other favorite advanced English students. Mary was already aware that this would be her most challenging / favorite class. She took a deep breath to collect herself and continued with the class.

“Hey a, Zack?” Madison does her best to whisper while leaning as close as can to his ear. It’s debatable that she added an extra bit of sexiness to her voice while trying to steal his attention away Mary. This is not an easy task. Zack slyly turned back giving Madison a slight smile in return with his gaze battling back in forth between the hot cheerleader and the sexy teacher. “So, what’s this I hear about Alfred’s Later? And how come I didn’t hear about it from you?” Madison added with a slight teasing pout. Before the mischievous teen waited for an answer, Madison smoothly slides off her sandal and leaned her long-sculpted leg forward gently rubbing her toes on the back of Zack’s calf before softly hooking her ankle around his shin, moving it ever so lightly in an up and down pattern. Zack’s eyes light up at the alarming in his head that thankfully only he hears. He does his best to keep a straight face and fails miserably. Damning himself for choosing shorts today and not jeans. It feels electric at the skin-on-skin contact. It was a simple and not overly sexual action on Madison’s part but the clear surprise and with so many people around still caused a stir in the front of his pants that’s only getting stiffer as Madison continues the tease.

Mary catching the bugged out red face of the boy without seeing the source, softly calling out to the suddenly squirming and restless student. “Mr. Bishop? Everything ok back there? Did you need to go the restroom?”

Zack’s eyes bugging out even more, could merely shake his head slowly from side to side before finally **** out a few soft words. “No’o. I’ I’m good. Just a… taking notes. Ma’am” He barely gets out before dropping his eyes down to his paper and awkwardly raising a shaky pen above his head. Now most everyone was staring at the peculiar acting guy, with a few students letting out light giggles. Madison for her part barely containing a wide Cheshire grin and even Heather, without seeing the entire interaction could easily make a guess. Mary herself has to turn back towards the board before letting out a smile at the cute and awkward star pupil.

Soon after Zack had recovered himself (Or as well as he was going to at least). Before long the bell rang, and everyone jumped to their feet ready to get this day over with. “So, I’ll see you tonight?” Madison softly asked Zack with locked eyes. Suddenly less bold than before with a little timid hesitation?

“Yeah. See you tonight Mads.” He responded with his patented bright smile earning one back from the excited girl in return. Madison turned and walked out of the class. How do so many people suddenly know about Alfred’s? Heather still somewhat studying the boy curiously. With focused eyes and a slight shake of her head, ‘They may be some Ravers in him after all.’ She thought curious to find out more. She too made her way to the door.

Zack organized the rest of his stuff and packed up his bag. Being one of the last students to exit, he turns and gives a genuine smile and wave to Ms. Moreau. She grinned and returned the wave. “It’s great to have you back in class again, Zack.”

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Luckily for the frazzled few, there was little excitement left in the first day. The final bell rang, and the hallways erupted with students everywhere darting out the doors. Zack made his way to his car, messing with his iPod for some good driving music. Soon enough Chloe and Paris hopped in the back loudly carrying on about something or another. While all four in the group have close relationships, Zack appreciated how close Chloe and Paris have gotten over the years. Paris bringing Chloe out of her shell more than he has ever been able to. And Chloe keeping the often-unpredictable Paris more grounded and out of some trouble. Each friendship had its own unique benefits that he appreciated greatly. Just then Zack felt a vibration in his pocket. Pulling his phone out, he noticed a text from Ashley. *Hey nerd, I’m heading to the mall with Vicky and Heather to grab a few things. I’ll see you all at Alfred’s. – Ash. P.S. take a shower and make sure to scrub all that smugness off* Zack smiled and put his phone back in his pocket before throwing the car in gear. “Looks like it’s just the three of us. He responded to his back seat drivers who merely nodded and started planning out their evening.