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The whole time I was getting ready for school I was thinking about the rumours that were bound to be flying around. I'd almost forgotten the embarrassment of Bianca falling asleep with my hand down her pants; that memory being completely blocked out by the one of Mike and me, in my bed. But I'd decided I wasn't going to let any of it get to me. I was going to completely ignore both of these memories until they came up.

I purposely arrived at school just before the bell went though, and I trudged immediately off to my first class: Chemistry. I was first to class and went and sat at my bench. Phoebe and Dennis arrived shortly after together and came sat by me, a good sign.

"Hey Mike, how did your weekend go?" Phoebe asked very forcefully, before she could even sit down.

"Yeah alright aye, yours?" I returned the question only because of my manners, I knew she'd launch straight into her story.

"Alright, a bit disappointing..." she trailed off, not what I expected.

"Why? What happened?"

"Well, I was kinda hoping to talk to Mike," my stomach flipped over, "But I got really drunk and got with Jake. I've ruined it."

"Ruined what?" Dennis chimed in, he had a crush on every girl in our group and was always appalled when they showed an interest in anyone else.

"Well.. I thought me and Mike were finally getting somewhere, he's so reserved." she complained, I felt horrible. Little did she know that I slept with him just over a day ago.

"It'll sort itself out, anyway, I gotta take this down, I'm so behind in this class." I told them, not wanting to talk about the weekend any further. We went through the rest of the lesson talking only of the work we had to do and I actually felt as though I was finally understanding Chemistry. My grades were picking up quite well considering.

Next up was Geography, Isabelle, Jake and Susannah were in this class. I called Isabelle over to our table, with her there the topic should stay away from anything I didn't want to talk about. We all concentrated on the work at hand, with myself concentrating more on Miss Perrini.

My mind began to wander. I fantasised about being with her, but I had to snap out of it as she came over to our table, it might have been a little too obvious if I started to drool all over her shoes.

"I heard you all had a good weekend?" she asked. Ofcourse, who wouldn't have known there was a huge party was on in this town.

"Yeah it was great!" Susannah said, with great enthusiasm.

"Don't get her started Miss... she won't stop." I said sarcastically. Susannah gave me the finger, but Miss Perrini laughed. I smiled too and gazed at her. She looked back at me, smiled and turned away. Was she embarrassed? 

Just then, the bell went. Everyone filed out, Isabelle and I were last to the door and as I got there Miss Perrini yelled out to me, "See you in maths Xen!".

I would have fainted, but ofcourse, that probably wouldn't impress her, I instead replied with a lame "see you then!" and a wave.

It was lunch time. The part of the day that for once, I was dreading the most. Both Bianca and Mike would be there. In fact, they were both already there, I saw, as I entered the cafeteria. Sitting next to each other, even. Awkward. Even worse, the only space left for me was the one directly across from them.

I took it, and looked across at them. They both looked back, Mike smiled and Bianca blushed. A lot, her face was reminding me of a tomato. She opened her mouth to speak to me, and closed it again, before blushing even more than before. Luckily, noone else was noticing. She looked around at the rest of the group, they were absorbed in their own conversations. She looked back at me and finally spoke.

"Xen, can we go for a walk?" she was smiling, but obviously embarrassed.

"Yeah sure," I replied. We both got up and walked towards the exit. I followed her to the front of the school, near the carpark and we sat down near the road.

"About Saturday night," she began, "I only fell asleep..." she blushed again, "because I was so so drunk and... after you made me cum... I just passed out, I couldn't help it. So don't feel bad, it was my fault, you were doing everything right."

I laughed, "Well, that's a relief. I thought you were pretending to be asleep because I was so bad or something." She laughed too.

"No, no! It was great, and I feel terrible about it. I'll make it up to you sometime." she smiled, and winked. "Actually, how about now?"

"What? Here? Now?" I was shocked, she laughed again.

"No no, not here. But yes, now. Follow me." she got up, and walked back into the school. I followed her, smiling. I couldn't believe it, she was something.

"In here," she said, opening an unlocked classroom. It was my maths room, I checked my watch, there was still thirty minutes of lunch. I followed her in, closing the door behind me. This room was actually quite private, all the windows were covered in maths posters, making it near impossible to see out, or more importantly, in.

She wasted no time, as soon as I closed the door she spun around and pulled my shirt up and over my head. I kissed her, at the same time pulling her shirt off her as well. I pushed her back so that she was sitting on the nearest desk. She held me off for a bit, pulling a condom out of her bra. Wow, she'd really thought this through.

"No time to waste," she breathed.

I agreed with her by nodding and quickly undoing my belt, allowing my pants to fall to my feet. She rolled the condom over my now erect dick. She then kissed me one last time before wrapping her legs around me and put her arms around the back of my neck.

She moaned as I entered her for the first time. Before gripping me harder and forcing me against her, further in to her. Time was escaping us, the whole scenario was bizarre. Here I was, in my maths class, having sex on the teachers desk.

10minutes had passed, 20minutes had passed. We were lost in eachother and our slow, rhythmic love. For such a spontaneous fuck, we were sure drawing it out, letting ourselves appreciate every little bit. I buried my face into her neck as I finished, she ran her fingers through my hair.

"I hope that makes up for Saturday night," she said. Very seriously, kissing me on the forehead.

"It does." I smiled, before kissing her back.

We started to disentangle ourselves as the door opened and Miss Perrini stepped in, clutching her folders which then fell to the floor.