It was the exchange student Ashley.

He wound up running into the foreign exchange student from England. Her name was Ashley. She had dark red hair that fell well past her shoulders, nearly d-cups, an hourglass figure and a round ass that would make your mouth water. Her face turned almost as red as her hair when James bumped into her and she quickly moved out of the classroom into the hall.
James had noticed her steal glances from time to time across the room in class, and he had to admit to himself that she was definately desirable, from her body to the outrageously hot accent she brought from her homeland. He tried to stall time by checking his backpack to see if he had forgotten anything.
By the time he exited, Ashley barred his way. She stared up into his eyes. He stood 6’ 1” and she a mere 5’ 4”. She looked down and shot him a knowing look, followed by a dirty one. She stepped close, so close, in fact, that James could smell her perfume. Lavender. She stuffed a quickly written note down his pants, careful to brush his swollen manhood.
“Here ya go, James,” she said, knowingly driving him wild with her accent. She licked her lips and left for second period.
James moved on, too. He didn’t have second or third period with her, but he did have fourth, where he sat right next to her. He could have some fun later on.
Second period was Shakespeare studies. He would lose the wood there. Hamlet wasn’t exactly his slice of pie when it came to his idea of eroticism.
He sat down in his seat in the middle of the classroom, which was covered in posters of Shakespeare, maps of England, and many other teacherish things.
He opened the note that Ashley gave him. It asked him to meet her in the third floor bathrooms during second period. The third floor bathrooms were pretty much never used because the were so far from most classrooms.
“Hey, Mr. Turner, I may I go to the bathroom? I’ll be a while, though.”
“Sure, James. Go ahead and take the rest of the class off since you’ve already done the essay and the homework.”
Sweet! A whole class period with an English girl! What luck! He took his stuff with him because he knew that he wouldn’t be back here. After what felt like an eternity, he finally made it to the bathrooms on the third floor, but he couldn’t see anyone there…