Your expected

Awoken by the sound of people walking down the aisle you realise you've been asleep the whole journey and that you have reached your destination. Looking out the window you can see the dark hue of the night slowly creeping over the descending sunset, gathering yourself you leave the coach and collect your luggage. A fresh breeze hits your face as you look upon the passengers going their separate ways, some meeting family, others rushing towards the taxi rank. It's then that you realise you have no idea what to do next. You begin to feel flustered not knowing what to do when it occurs to you that someone is stood by your side.

"Don't look so worried, i'm here to pick you up, kid". Turning to the voice, a pair of DD breasts crudely hidden away in a grey pinstripe blouse meets your eye line,

"Eyes up here, kid" the woman says, blushing you look up at her and apologise.

"ah-h err i'm sorry" you stammer.

The woman is a few inches over 6ft and has long, dirty blonde hair, her face is flawless and her jaw line looks as sharp as a knife.

"I'm here to take you to St. Herma, you are the new student, correct?".

You nod accordingly, she lights a cigarette blowing the first drag into your face,

"follow me then" she says turning away from you.

Luggage in hand you follow behind this intimidating figure, her legs and backside are thick causing her knee length skirt to stick closely to her figure, just as her dark pantyhose do too. Her 6 inch black heels clatter against the path as the two of you make your way through the crowd, presumedly towards some form of transport. You stare nonchalantly at her ass as it sways from side to side,

"What a babe" you think to yourself, "She's intimidating though, even with them high heels off she would still be taller than me. I'd love to have a go on those tits". A passing child cutting your path off interrupts your analysis,

"what's the hold up? I'm not even walking that fast, come up here with me" the woman says tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear,

"easy for you, your legs are twice the length of mine" you mumble, hurrying towards her.

The crowds have dispersed as the two of you make your way through the carpark, deciding to take some initiative you speak up and ask the still smoking woman her name,

"Poppy Williams, but its Miss Williams to students, got it?" she says exhaling smoke and throwing the butt on the floor,

"nice to meet you, are you a teacher?" you ask. Ms Williams stops at the doors of a silver sedan,

"put your stuff in the trunk. And to answer your question i'm an English teacher, you'll be in my class starting tomorrow. I don't like students messing around in my classes, bad students get detention. Then again some students enjoy detention".

Placing your luggage in the boot you look at her not understanding what she meant by the last sentence, you see a smirk disappearing from her face as her hand which seemed like it was rubbing the inside of her leg through her skirt moved towards the car handle pulling it open.

Closing the trunk, you make your way to the side of the car were your met with a decision.

"Shotgun or backseat?" you think, being the awkward person you are, everyday things like this can take some time for you to decided.

"She seems like she doesn't like me, we've hardly talke-" your cut off by Ms Williams telling you get in the car, "what are you waiting for?" she says with a frown on her face.