English with Venus

You head to English class, your second class of the day. Mrs. Beckinsale has the class studying and reading the Great Gatsby. Fortunately this means you won't have to pay any attention, having already read the book.

You smile as Venus walks in through the door, the definition of female perfection. She sits down next to you, "Hey John, how's class been so far?"

"Not bad, gym class was fun, we just played volleyball," you say.

"Sounds like fun, I want to have some fun," Venus smiles naughtily, teasingly twirling a strand of her hair.