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One rule does catch my eye though: All students must be in full school uniform between the hours of 8am and 5pm, the only exception is for your chosen sport. Are they serious? We have to do some kind of sport! I have the coordination of a toddler; tripping over my own feet happens at least once a day. I’m no psychic, but these square heeled leather school shoes they expect me to wear are a certain death trap.
I can almost see the sin pouring from his eyes, like tears of a fallen angel. The distance between us doesn’t stop him from staring, his eyes as black as I imagine his soul is.
know when it might come in handy. Walking out into the waiting area, I see Baxter is still slouched in the chair spinning an unlit cigarette between his fingers. “You have been summoned, oh dark and sinful one,” I tell him, bowing low and winking at him when I rise. That earns me a smirk that only a psychopath would give. I love it.
“Don’t you dare! I would kill to restore a car like this. Don’t give up on her. She’ll be patient and wait for you, so long as you don’t let her down.”
“I thought you may enjoy the view,” Elsie says and giggles. “Oh damn, did I ogle out loud?” “With a little dribble.”
“I can’t say it does anything for me, but I can appreciate the view—Oh look! There is Marcia.” “Holy knockers.” “What I wouldn’t give to suck on those.” Now it’s my turn to laugh at her.
The twins seem suspicious, waiting for me to rat them out for what they did to me with the video...but little do they know that where I come from, snitches literally get stitches, or they would be so lucky.
“Relax? I’m about to go into cardiac arrest. The only exercise I do that involves running is chasing the ice cream truck down the street, all because the asshole wants to see my tits bounce.”
Damn him for not being somewhere I can yell; it’s in my blood to be loud and theatrical, just ask my Nonna. She would say it’s my birth right.
“Life isn’t fair, so suck it up, buttercup,”
