WINNER! Congrats CuriousClover!
The truck’s steady hum and the rocking of the vehicle from the cobblestone road was softly putting me to sleep. I looked out my window and up at the sky to see nothing but sky as blue as the ocean dotted with low, puffy white clouds. So this is what weather was gonna be like in Florida from now on. Warm, with a gentle breeze, and a quick storm in the afternoon at some point. I could live with that. The truck came to a stop at the front office of the school. My eyes quickly scanned the breezeway at the slew of kids I’d be in classes with this year. So far, not a very promising bunch.
WINNER! Congrats CallieKisses!
Thinking it would be a great way to earn some extra money, I placed an ad in the local newspaper offering English tuition. Having completed a degree in creative writing a few years ago myself I knew that I could help out some younger people struggling at school in my spare time. It wasn’t long before I got a call from a woman who said that her son Jamie was having a tough time getting his grades up in college so we arranged our first session.
Going back to school for me this year couldn’t be more terrifying. Last night was my 18th birthday and my mother bought me socks and headphones. It’s like she doesn’t know that I stopped wanting those things when I was 5. We barely speak. The last time we spoke was about what cereal I wanted, about two days ago. At this point, I’m getting pretty lonely, no one to talk to, no one to confide in. I was completely alone. School just couldn’t get any more terrifying.
I awoke in the morning naked, like I usually do, except this time, when I looked in the mirror, I felt a warm tingle shoot up my clitoris. I always get horniest in the mornings.
Slumped over in my usual seat in the back of class, I pressed my face against the cold desk. The chatter of my classmates was drowned out by my heavy breathing as I watched eraserhead shavings glide along the table, moved by the power of my breath. The lights flickered as I started to drift to sleep, pulling me back for a moment.
It was my second year of college and I was a full time student while working a full time job. I worked retail and they would never let me work around my class schedule so I was never on time to any of my classes. In college most professors could care less if I was late to class or if I didn’t even show up except for one professor.