Tia goes to the last class of the day

Tia dithered so long that the professor disappeared and she realized she was on the verge of being late for her last class of the day.

Sighing at yet again failing to take action she trotted off across the uneven, weedy lawn of the rundown campus. She smirked as a couple of guys wolf-whistled, and disappeared into the building her class was in.

Dingy and under-maintained it was no surprise to find that the bathroom on the most direct route had once again flooded the corridor, forcing her to take the long way at a brisk pace. Her heels clattered on the tiles as she rushed, her skirt lifting a little higher than normal with each bouncing step, and more than a few appreciative glances followed her, wishing for a sudden breeze to push up the pleated skirt.

Remembering her near-perfect naughty schoolgirl look Tia pulled out a couple of hair bands and made pig tails out of her brown locks, smirking as she thought of how it would bowl over her professor. She was certain that she featured in many a fantasy in her professor's naughty mind, and who knew when she might be able to take advantage of that to bump her grade.

At last she arrived, and pushed open the door, glancing at the clock before hurrying in.