***should i update this/ make it better?***
SALLYS POV:
My god, June. What the actual fuck is taking her so long to get ready.
I walk into June's room, and she's just sitting there. She isn't getting dressed, or anything. "June. Come on. School starts in an hour." I'm not in the mood to be late today. I was already whacked up. I couldn't stop thinking about this dream I had the nigh before.I was laying on my bed, legs spread. I look over, and see a tall man with brown hair. He is absolutely stunning. His jawline could have cut diamonds. I had a pale pink, Lacey thong on, and a bra. He came over in his boxers, and viciously ripped my thong off. He grabbed it in his teeth, and pulled. He was incredibly strong, so it came off easily. He pulled my bra off next. He breathed on my neck, and started trailing down my stomach. It gave me goosebumps. Whenever he finally got down to my area, I was already groaning. He didn't even do anything yet! He started to suck on my clit. Gently at first, then he got rough. He tongue-fucked me so hard.
Just as I was about to cum, I woke up. I always wake up. It annoys me but I can't do anything about it. I hate how real he seems. I just hate it, but I love it. If that makes any sense. It probably doesn't but whatever.
As soon as June finished getting ready, we left for school. Before we left, I looked at the clock.
7:09
School starts in 10 minutes. If we're late, I'm gonna beat the shit out of June. Not actually. I would never hurt her. She's my best friend and I would honestly die without her.
Anyways. We got to school, 10 minutes late. June and I had all of the same classes, so that was a plus. Our first class was gym, sadly. We slowly trudged to gym, and went into the locker room. It smelled of perfume, and sweat. "I'm gonna light a smoke. Want one?" I heard June say. I hate her smoking, but she does it anyways. Sometimes, we skip class. Whenever we do, she smokes. "Very funny, fuckwad." I said back to her. She smirked, and walked into the restroom. She came out about a minute later, and started getting dressed with me. Her and I share a gym locker, too. I put on some black nike pros, and a red shirt. June just put on sweats and a hoodie. She never sweats, and she's always freezing. I honestly don't understand. I sweat even when I'm cold.
After slaving through gym class, and the rest of the day, we had study hall. The study hall room is like an amphitheater, and June and I sit up in the top row. We are partially hidden from the teacher, so I'm fine with it. Our old teacher retired recently, so we had a new one today.
June and I walked in, and there he was. In all of his glory. I shit you not, he was gorgeous. He kind of reminded me of the man of my dreams, but it wasn't him. I know it wasn't him. He stared right at me, and his eyes almost pierced through me. I could feel them burning into my soul, literally and figuratively. His eyes quickly darted to the other side of the room, where June yelled for me. I quickly made my way over, and took my seat. I just sat there, fidgeting with my bracelets. I felt weird. I couldn't place it, I just felt weird. "Good-" he paused. He took a look at me, then looked at his watch. "-afternoon, class! I'm your new teacher, Mr. Stevenson! I'm sure we're going to have a lot of fun, even though this is a study hall. Today, you all may talk! See me if you have any questions."
He clapped his hands together, and smiled widely. Honestly, I'll never get over that smile. As soon as I thought that, he looked at me. He smirked, and I swear I heard someone say, "don't you forget it, either" but I'm pretty sure I was imagining that.
Study hall was pretty exciting, and I had fun talking to June. She had to go to the restroom, but I had a few questions for Mr. Stevenson. I waited for everyone to leave, and I slowly walked down to him. "Yes, Salamanca." He called me by my real name. My mother though it was a tree, but it was actually sassafras. I know, it's not even close, but I like my name. "Uh- yeah. Um.." "did I startle you? I apologize." He continued to write something down, and talk to me. Whenever I didn't answer, He stopped writing, and looked at me. Holy shit, now I'd like some of that.
"Why thank you, Salamanca"
Did I say that out loud?! I was confused. He stood up, and walked over to me. He gently placed his hand under my chin. "No need to be confused, my love."
He grabbed my back, and pulled me closer to him. Our noses were almost touching. "I'd like to see what you're wearing under that." His eyes flashed to my chest. After he said that, he let go and walked away. He gave me a late slip, and I hurried out of the room.I think I'm in love with him.
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