The Beginning (Pt. 2)

RINNNNNNNNG!

We scattered to our seats. I was towards the back corner, Yoon was by the door, and Chris was plopped in front of the whiteboard. As my classmates waited for our Literature teacher, we pulled out yesterday's assignment, two books, a pencil, and waited some more. Unfortunately Mrs. Winkler, our teacher, held a high history of running behind schedule. Thus we started chatting and asking friends about life. However, since I wasn't just "a step away" from my pals. I decided to eavesdrop; to get a glimpse of how my desk neighbors were holding up...

Definitely not to influence a spread of rumors.

Yet the door flew open. Immediately we were silent. The clacks of high heels echoed, stirring a mixture of confusion. Eventually our mouths dropped while a different figure arrived, my eyes widened in disbelief. We had a sub. A very attractive sub. She had dark orange hair, which was wrapped tightly in a bun. A black dress, red shoes, a bitten green apple, a drooling body and most of all; boobs. They rippled and jiggled with every step, I was mesmerized. She turned around and leaned against the whiteboard once she reached center. Her lips parted, forming a smile.

"Good morning students, my name is Ms.Winkworth. I'll be your sub for today."

I felt my ears burn up with embarrassment. She's Hot, I thought.

One by one we shared our names, age, and a fun fact about ourselves. Simple yet nerve racking. As usual I was last. I exhaled, pushed my seat back, adjusted my shirt, and stood up.

"H-Hello, my name is Alex Parker. I'm seventeen, and a fun fact is that I hold the fastest rock climbing time globally."

Ms. Winkworth raised an eyebrow and said, "I have a question."

I sat down and frowned with discomfort.

"Umm sure, ask away?"

She bit her bottom lip and outlined her hips. I stretched out my shirt avoiding any thought process, things were getting a bit toasty. She switched her weight from one foot to the other, then asked.

"What's your time?"

I leaned over and pressed my arms on top of the other, forming somewhat of a wall. Mainly to avoid eye contact, thus no lower body reaction. Well, you know what I mean.

"Uh, five minutes."

Suddenly, the class blew up with whispers and stares. I felt the burden of anxiety pulse through my chest. I sunk deeper within my arms. Ms. Winkworth tapped her elbows with shock. However both Chris and Yoon clasped their foreheads; trying to calculate a plan. You see...

I lied.