1. Anushka

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At the meeting when Anushka was given that class, there was an eer feeling in the atmosphere. Some seemed happy for the new teacher but most especially the elderly women had pity written all over their faces.

Though this particular highschool was known to house mostly spoilt brats, the teachers were not to blame as they'd been made so by their affluent parents right from birth. However, this particular class Anushka had been given was certainly not one for a female teacher especially she being in her late twenties and having such a wonderful body.

Anushka at the announcement of her new class seemed very happy. The thought of she fortunately completing her training as a teacher and finally going to have her first experiences excited her, little did she know what awaited her.

Having been her first time, she became a little nervous as the meeting ended and Anushka had to be taken by the principal to be introduced to her students. "Can I have a minute please", she had asked the principal two classes away from hers.

The principal couldn't obviously resist her charm as she asked for permission and knew the students would neither stand a chance. "Okay, okay, right", the principal had permitted. Anushka ran to the ladies and closed the door behind her. Her heart raced in her chest and she tried calming down by controlling he breath. Then she went to stand in front of the mirror. She brushed the wrinkles off her saree skirt then adjusted it a bit at the waist. Her navel was dip and since her saree had been worn below it, it was completely visible.

She watched herself from hair to toe in the mirror and when everything seemed in shape, she took a tissue out of her little bag and wiped the sweat which had formed on her face and cleveage, adjusted her blouse at the band and was ready now.

"Umm, sorry for the delay she pleaded to the principal. I was a bit nervous". The principal had seen such a situation many times and this was certainly no different. "First times always happen that way", he laughed.

When they had entered the class the principal had introduced her and left for his office. Then Anushka was left alone standing in front of the class with everyone staring at her. There was a long silence before she finally found her mouth. "Well, as the principal said, I'm Anushka; I'd not make my surname known cos I don't like being called by it, okay so you start by introducing yourselves - your name and favorite subject".

The students didn't seem intimidating at all like one teacher had warned before Anushka came in. "She probably wasn't good enough to cope with these students", Anushka had thought smiling. The introduction seemed to be going on  fine until somewhere around the backseat where the controversy started. One guy who introduced himself had walked out of his seat. "I'm Raj Patel; my favorite subject is science and not because I like it entirely okay, just the topic on reproduction and I hope you and I would demonstrate it to the class when we get there; you know experimentations help students understand things better", he had said humping naughtily.

Though very sensitive talk, this seemed to be a joke as the whole class burst out in laughter. Well Anushka didn't seem to like the joke very much but had to fake a smile to create a good impression on her first day. "You may smile now but when I'm done with you, you'd be laughing at the wrong side of your mouth", Raj had taunted.

Anushka started feeling  weird but had to stand firm. "Mr. Pat allow the class to continue okay she shot back smiling". The class didn't get the joke until one had realized she had called him Pat as in the short form of Patricia, a girl's name then a percentage of the class burst out in laughter again. Raj though not the class captain was much revered in the class and most of his mates didn't want to step in his toes. Anger was written all over Raj's face. Anushka was certainly in trouble but what could a  student do to her. "Nothing right", she had thought.

"The  snake bites randomly how much more stepping on its tail", Raj bellowed.

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