Vandals... I'll Find Them

With all my books in my arms, I walked down the school hallway to the locker room where I have my backpack.

"I am hungry"

A delicious smell of food wafts from the cafeteria and I pause for a moment. Even though I ate Debbie's breakfast, now I'm hungry again. Am I in the period of rapid growth?

"It's light, but it would be better if I don't go to class like this"

I smell my armpit, it smells a bit like perspiration. What I have to do now is take a shower, then I'll go get something to eat.

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"It 's cold!"

I did exactly what I said, I put my things in my backpack that I left in the locker room, I couldn't take the backpack to gym class.

"Now is better"

After putting on my normal clothes, I left the locker room, there was no one besides me because they were in class or doing something that is not correct to describe...

"A portion of this please"

I ordered food from the old lady who works as a cook at the school and paid her 10 dollars when I received the food.

"Do you have something to clean my locker with? They wrote words with marker and I want to erase it."

I thanked the old lady with the horn who gave me a rag and a bucket of water, which has cleaning chemicals.

Then I walked to my locker and on my knees I began to clean the black ink that is difficult to erase.

I'm really going to beat up those idiots who speak ill of my father!

"I really am poor, this must change…"

...

I sat at an empty table after finishing cleaning, rather the whole place was empty except for the workers. As I put my only 10 dollars into my shorts pocket and sent it to my [Storage] I thought sadly that I have no money, I thought again about Debbie's friend Diana, I will have to go with her to work in her garden Seriously, I want fast money.

*Doorbell *Doorbell

"Is the time"

After lunch, I handed my tray to the cook and walked over to Miss Bissette's French class. The school bell announced that it was time.

"I finally found you Fabri"

As soon as I opened the door of the classroom to enter, I almost hit my teacher Bissette. That would have been a bad return to class on top of the grades I have.

The French teacher, Bissette, has shoulder-length brown hair of her own. She has green eyes like mine and a small and mature face, all of her expressions are sensual, with juicy lips without lipstick, or she wears a colorless one. Fine and small nose.

Small ear with blue stone-shaped earrings. A couple of little ones.

Long and thin neck. Light brown, almost white skin with bright tones.

She is dressed in a black women's suit and black skirt, which cannot hide the round behind of this 27-year-old woman. All adjusted to make the beautiful curves of her body look better.

She must be 1.75 or 1.76 meters tall with the high heels she is wearing.

Double D cup breasts with a couple of freckles visible through the slightly open neckline shown.

A small watch on her right wrist and dark green nail polish.

In her hands she carries a notebook in which she writes down all her observations or reminders of her.

Sensual legs faintly covered by semi-transparent black stockings and black pointed heels that hide her small feet.

Missette is very enthusiastic about her work and wants her students to appreciate that.

She was worried about me, she could see it in her face and she wanted to help me.

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*Doorbell *Doorbell

The school bell rang, the school day was over. I had two classes today but it's already 3:30 pm.

I sat at my desk with my head resting on the French book. French class just finished. I really didn't understand a lot of topics, apart from the fact that I'm behind with the work I also have to study the current topics.

It is very difficult and frustrating!

"Last announcement, anyone who is interested in private tutoring after school, you can come to my office and talk to me or tomorrow during class. And the best student I will give a special gift

Oh revoir!"

Miss Missette made the announcement about her class while she looked me in the eyes for a moment and bit her lip briefly, I think that's a sign to invite me right? I was going to go anyway since I don't understand anything, plus I need those credits to pass this class. And what better than spending time with a beautiful teacher?

Almost all the students complain and put their books away as if they don't want to see them under their seats or in backpacks anymore.

"Hey Fabri! Welcome! Nice to see you here again"

I turned around and a girl walked past me. She stood with her hands in the pockets of her black jacket with cat ears in front of my desk.

This is Eve, a classmate my age. We get along well but I can't say we're friends because we've never gotten together to do anything, more because of my refusal since she sometimes asks me to do something. Why didn't she agree to have fun with this pretty girl? I don't know, I feel that my mind is different, at least in the way I see people or rather girls. It's a strange feeling but I consider it part of me.

Eve is a girl with black hair originally, but now she has dark blue like pearly eyes and blonde tips that reach below her neck.

Blue eyebrows dyed like her dark blue hair, cute little nose. An equally small mouth with thin pink lips

Thin and thin neck, very fragile, with a black choker.

Eve's breasts are hidden but I imagine they are cup C or D like Mia.

Slim curvy waist that her baggy jacket can't hide ending in a tight round butt.

She has white skin, not sickly white, instead she is smooth and attractive with no visible blemishes. She could be one of the whitest girls I've ever seen.

Eve is a bit tall, taller than me at least, she must be about 1.75 or 1.77 meters tall, her legs are long and skinny with the right proportion of flesh, her thighs are round and fat but not much. Her legs are marked by her tight blue jeans.

Black sports shoes and a belt with embedded studs.

If I take into account her nails painted black I imagine she likes gothic fashion.