The rest of the week went by as usual. Going to class and being tickled along the way. The beginning of today was no different, so I will be cutting it a little shorter today.
Mrs. Flarist tried to teach again, and was stopped when the principal asked to see her. I feel bad for her, I really do.
It was still funny to see her walk out and head to his office. While she was away, I began talking to Taylor, wondering when homecoming was. It was apparently two weeks from today, so I was a little excited. Not only that, but I wanted to take Jacob with me, too.
The rest of class was spent talking to Taylor about what we wanted to wear that day. Mrs. Flarist came back by the end of class as well, panting heavily as she walked in. Her shoes looked like they were barely on as well. It must've been a fun time inside the principal's office.
Math class is math class, moving on.
Emily showed up to lunch after being gone all week. Taylor and I were sitting across from each other when she cane up to us. She sat next to Taylor (bad move) and began to apologize to us. "Sorry, Tyler kept taking me to places at lunch all week." She said as she took out a lunchbox. First time I ever saw it, and it looked plain for her. It was bright pink and that was all.
"Don't worry about it." I said to her to try to calm her down. Taylor was just watching her while taping her fingers on the table. At one point, I noticed that she tapped her index finger twice. It took me a sec to know what she meant by that.
When I did figure it out, I couldn't help but smile. Emily must've taken off her shoes and was about to be punished for it. Kinda wanted to punish her for leaving the two of us alone for the week.
Taylor wasted no time tickling her sides. Once she did, Emily immediately began laughing. "Stop stop!" She begged as Taylor tickled her. She seemed to know just where to hit to make her scream in ticklish laughter.
After a couple seconds of enjoying Emily's laughter, I slipped under the table. I noticed that she was wearing pink fluffy socks today and her flats were under the chair far from her feet. Taylor was slipping off her shoes every once in a while, just exposing her heels and a little of her soles.
I kinda wanted to tickle both of them, but decided not yet. Instead, I wrapped one arm around Emily's ankles and began to tickle her feet. I kinda wanted to take off her socks as well, but it wouldn't have mattered.
"NOT MY FEET!" She begged while laughing louder than before. It reminded me of the time that I tickled her into asking Tyler out. It was cute to see her toes curl in the sock, desperately trying to guard herself from the double tickles.
I eventually did take off her socks tickle her bare feet. It was cute to see them squirm in my grasp as they desperately tried to get away. I could hear her begging me to stop as well. It's as if she forgot Taylor was tickling her sides.
After a few more minutes of torturing Emily, I decided to go for Taylor. I let go of Emily's feet and set her socks in her shoes. I snuck over and immediately tickled Taylor's feet while her flats were barely on.
She did submit to it and I couldn't help but take off her shoes and tickle her soles. I remember her saying to be careful when she's tickled there, but I don't know still. All I could hear were her giggles as she let go of Emily. I could easily hear her laughter stop as Taylor's laughter grew.
"No!" She said as she started laughing. It was funny to hear and see her toes wiggle. I knew she would enjoy it.
After a couple seconds, I stopped and got out from under the table. Emily's face was bright red while she was panting in her seat. Taylor was still giggling from when I tickled her. I could see tears from Emily's cheeks.

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Tickle Academy
Science FictionBook cover made by @BarefootPoetAdvocate. The new girl in school is a hard life. Especially when you have to wear a uniform that tickles you when your teachers want it to. Ashley just moved to her new school, and life, at the Tickle Academy. Her big...