"I need to exchange classes."It's been three long days since Marks party and Jaye still hasn't talked to me. Even during football practice he keeps blowing me off. It's strange not having my buddy to talk to, I thought we were closer than this to allow a female to come between us. But here we are not speaking to each other because of a damn girl. What a cluster fuck it is.
Now I'm stuck here in the main office, having to switch classes to meet my curriculum. My aggravation because of this is at a new high level.
"Alrighty which class do you need?" Unfortunately, I have to have to attend a fire wielding class for one semester. If I knew this I would have finished with the class already but no, fate apparently hates me.
I explain my situation to the superintendents secretary. She's a jolly woman, always has a smile plastered across her face.
As she rearranges my schedule for me, I can't help but sit back and think about what happened at the party.
After Jaye drove off in a mad angry rush, blaming me for everything that happened, I returned to party intending to get to bottom of what transpired. Instead I ended up back upstairs with Marley, letting her wet my cock as I previously planned before we were so rudely interrupted. The only problem was the entire time Marley was pleasuring me, I was picturing Promises mouth wrapped around my cock, with her sweet plump lips.
I actually couldn't get hard until her image came to my mind. Marley just thought it was from the stress I was under. When we finished I just left her alone in the bedroom, brooding and getting drunk the rest of night.
Going back to our dorm room around three in the morning, Jaye was asleep but I manage to wake him up from my stumbling around. The instant his eyes landed on me I knew he smelt that I just fornicated earlier. He gave me an evil look and just rolled over away from me and has been ignoring me ever since.
"Alrighty, you're all set up, just sign here and you can start your class today. It will be your second class of the day." I sign the sheet for the stupid class in a flurry. The secretary nods her head to me as I walk out of the main office on the way to this stupid fire wielding class.
Checking the sheet in my hand I read that the professor is Ms. Rock she's a fire fairy, but if I recall she's a sweet professor with a cheery attitude. At least that's one good thing that has happen today.
Entering the class I find it empty. Guess I'm a little bit early, I already missed my first class because it took so long to adjust my schedule. So I find a seat directly situated in the back. I hate sitting up front in any class. As I sit down the professor comes in hurriedly, she's a pretty little fairy but her hair is a tangled mess.
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Tackling Two 🏈
FantasyIn a supernatural world, two all star football players find their mate. They call her a freak, mixed, or unnatural. Most known hybrids have general abilities but not Promise. She is unique, an outcast, a mix between a light witch, sylph, and fey...