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The head of English - Erik - had called the entire English student body into the theatre for an assembly. The theatre itself was a large room, possibly the largest in the school though the indoor gym may perhaps revival it - you wasn't sure of the exact measurements. The theatre was lined with lots and lots of endless rows of chairs, escalating gently up and up as the level from the floor increased. You were sat with his form a long way up into the seats, almost at the top but not quite. The seats were barely padded and ragged things, red with black stripes that did little to mask the uncomfortable feeling your lower back and arse felt against the seat. Next to you, was one of your friends that you wouldn't consider to be close with, but found what enjoyment you could out of their friendship beneficial as you preferred to surround yourself with people you mildly liked in assembly, instead of having to sit with one of the morons from your form that you despised.
He stood at the head of the theatre in front of this huge black board which had writing on, although you did not read its contents. Your eyes were focused on his, as they stared back at you from all the way down bellow. And still, you did not miss the way he winked at you with a small cocky smile before inevitably turning away.
All you could think about was how he fucked you over the end of his desk, yesterday.
