LESSONS PT.1

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Warning: virgin smut, knife play, little bit of blood play

Disclaimer: if you don't like the mention of blood or knife play DO NOT READ THIS. Also there will be a lot of POV switching

Delilahs pov

I sat there in class with my legs crossed, chewing on a piece of gum. I played with a loose thread on my plaid uniform skirt, waiting for class to start.

I fucking hated boarding school. My parents only sent me here so I could get out of the house instead of being a hermit, locked in my room all day.

The kids here are snobby, stuck up pieces of shit. They all think that they have power over everyone just because they have money.

I boredly bounce my leg waiting for class to start. Soon the bell rings and all the rest of the class comes flooding in, going to their seats. Class then started and about 10 minutes in the door opened and in walked Billie.

I knew who she was but we just never spoke. I'm not even going to lie, she kind of scares me. She's got a very attractive yet intimidating look and the fact that she's much taller than me is no help.

"Billie, you better have a good excuse as to why you're late yet again?" The teacher looks at her sternly over her reading glasses waiting for her to respond. "I was...busy." That's all she says as she spots the seat next to me.

She comes over and sits down next to me and the first thing I notice is how low and red her eyes are. She's high. She pulls her phone out sending someone a text before looking up at me. "Is it ok if I copy your notes?" I just nod sliding my note book over to her.

As she starts writing I take a second to look at her outfit choice. A simple pair of big baggy shorts and a white button up. Our uniforms were very simple, we were only aloud to wear the colors red, white, black, navy blue and white.

If it was a skirt it had to be plaid print for some strange reason. I look at all the chains and rings she heavily wore every day. You could hear her coming from a mile away with all the chains she wore.

"Aye girl, you good?" I come back to reality to the sound of Billie snapping her fingers at me. "O-oh yea I'm ok I just... spaced out."

"Mmm yea sure you did." She looks at me with a smirk as I nervously play with the ring on my finger. "Ok so for today you will be working with the person next to you. You will study a reproductive system and give me some facts about it and a bunch of other stuff you want to throw in."

Without saying anything I take out an extra note book and start writing down facts about the female reproductive system from what I know off the top of my head.

Most of the shit that they teach us about the vagina and female pleasure is all bullshit. I've learned more about it on my own then I do in school.

Billies pov

I sat and watched the girl next to me write down in her note book, blowing bubbles from her pink bubble gum she softly chewed on.

I don't really know her. I've only spoken to her a few times and she always seems so nervous around me, but I kind of get why. I can come off as a bit scary to some people.

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