_ChapterO3

`Shane POV_

English was next and it reminded me of the episode when I first came here almost a week ago and snorted.

So what exactly do I do during english?

Nothing.

It’s just that my eyes would wonder down, or up depending on which way she was turned and I think she knew because she looked at me a few times but I ignored it.

I can’t help that I’m a teenager with raging hormones.

But in the mean time I was still in history and was ready to fall asleep when the bell finally rang and I almost jumped.

Alex shook her head beside me, that girl was really something.

If you could depend on her for one thing, then it would be to stay loyal.

“Come on, we got english, you can do your staring then”

Amanda strutted up to me, top dangerously low at her chest and skirt up high I could almost see what colour panties she was wearing.

Or was that a thong?

She bit her lip and sat next to me, facing me with those sea green eyes.

“So...I was having some trouble with history” she began.

Her hand was placed on my knee,

“And I was wandering if you could maybe…tutor me tonight” the hand slid up to my thigh where she gave a squeeze and I smirked.

I got off my seat and kneeled down between her slightly open legs, pushing them apart and let my arms rest on her upper thigh, hand dangling down where I could see her black thong.

“It would be my pleasure” I grinned before slowly standing up.

The redhead gasped,

“You are such a tease” she said.

“Oh you love it” I walked out the room where Alex was waiting for me.

She put a hand up when I opened my mouth,

“I saw, good luck”

Good luck?

“What do you mean good luck?” I asked.

“You’ll have Ryan on your ass for the rest of the year that’s what” she said as we walked into english class.

“Well, he doesn’t have to know does he?” I reasoned with my friend.

“Doesn’t mean he won’t find out genius” Alex said, knowing smile in place.

I scowled, taking my seat at the back with the asian girl when Carmen came in, sliding the door shut.

The 23 year old looked tired when she came in and placed her book on the desk lightly.

“Ok class, I want you to read from chapter 10 to 13 and then answer the question on the board. I’m expecting one whole page of writing so get to work”

When the brunette finished writing the question on the board, she sat herself down in her seat, and rested her head on her hand.

She was about ready to fall asleep.

I grinned, taking out my sketchbook and began filling the page with a dark outline of her figure. Alex rolled her eyes but grinned as she continued reading and I chuckled.

My eyes flicked over to Carmen and then back to my book for majority of the lesson, trying to catch every single detail she allowed to show on her face.

My mouth curved upwards when I drew her upper body, pencil sketching the swell of her breasts, desk covering her legs though I could still see her in heels, slightly kicking them back and forth.

As I stared at the finished product, I couldn’t help but think it wasn’t quite completed yet when an idea popped into my head.

I drew three small circles starting a little away from her thick curly hair, slighter bigger than each other and then an oval over the top.

And in the bubble, I wrote in messy handwriting:

‘That troublemaker is wearing me out’

I wouldn’t doubt her in understanding my words.

The bell rang and echoed loudly in my ears, and so did her voice.

“Ok guys, hand in what you’ve got” the latina announced from her desk.

I ripped the paper from my sketchbook and Alex took it from me, shaking her head, placing it underneath hers and then handing it to Carmen.

I smirked when we walked past her on our way out, I felt her eyes on me for a split second before packing her things from the table slowly.

The rest of the day went by in a flash and the next thing I knew, I was standing at the gates waiting for Amanda.

She walked out, hips swaying, eyes staring sexily at me and I grinned, following behind her. As soon as she was in her house, I had pushed her up against the closest wall, lips crashing onto hers. Amanda’s legs wrapped around my waist in appreciation when our tongues were in a duel, fighting for dominance.

“So,” I pulled back for air,

“Did you want me to tutor you in your room or here?” I asked huskily.

She thrust her hips forward into mine as a reply and I grinned.