The HighSchool Slut

Chapter Two - The New Boy

It was second period. I know it seems odd recess then second period, but at St. jimmy's High that's what happened on Tuesdays, which were our sport days. I didn't like sport days, they confused my body clock and I was always hungry at the wrong times because of Tuesday.

I had maths class and as per usual no one sat next to me, which was how I liked it. Otherwise I would be getting boys who wanted a cheeky handjob under the desk pestering me for the entire lesson. But that was my own fault as I had done that before, until I got busted because I had a guy who was too loud and got us caught right as he came causing his seamen to go literally everywhere because I got startled and let his penis go, so there was no tissues for it to get caught in.

None of my friends were in this class, and that wasn't a bad thing. Even though people were under the impression that I didn't learn anything and knew nothing at all, I always completed my school work even if I had to do it at home because I had been distracted in class. This was how I got away with my bad behaviour and never had to repeat any classes. To me this was the smart thing to do, pass all your exams so you can leave school on time like your peers rather than having to be stuck here and extra year or two and be spectated from your friends.

Mr. Derik walked into the classroom, and the whole class when quiet. "Today we are continuing our text book work from yesterday. Not many of you completed it yesterday, and I doubt you kids attempted to complete it at home, so we are finishing it today."

The whole glass groaned. However I was glad. I had completed all of this work an instead of bringing attention to myself, I grabbed my earphones out of my pocket and proceeded to listen to my music like I did every lesson when I was doing my work. I never got in trouble for this because I always completed my work. I pretended to do some work by drawing in my maths book. As long as it looked like I was doing something Mr.Derik would leave me alone as he was a very lazy teacher who paid no attention to his students. Although it wasn't like the students paid any attention to him, so it was fair.

A few seconds later there was a knock at the door and I turned my gaze towards it. Next to the principal there was a young boy the same age as me, with redish-brown hair the flicked over towards his right eye. He was quite lanky and tall, and he had unnatural turquoise eyes with an unnatural pale skin tone that looked be almost as white as a piece of paper. His black hooded jumper sat undone on him showing his red uniform. His hood was over his head and the string from the hood hang down like vines.

"This is the new student. His name is Alec." The principal said firmly like he always did.
"Ah, hello there Alec," Mr. Derik said, "come in and sit down."
"Um? Sir?" Alec asked. His voice was soft, deep, sexy, passive and calming.
"Yes Alec?"
"Where can I sit?" He asked.
"You can go sit up the back with Katie," Mr. Derik said with a smile, "since it's the only spare seat left."

Alec must have been a very unlucky boy. The first person he had to sit next to was the highschool slut. Lucky him. All the other boys watched with curiosity as he sat down next to me wondering if I would be so kind to offer him a handjob. But I just sat there not saying anything, until he said, "the name is Alec."
"Katie." I replied.
"I see you're pretended to do your work." He said.
"I see you are struggling with the work." I replied rolling my eyes.
"Yeah," he said scratching the back of his neck, "I am a bit."
"Do you need some help?" I asked.
"Nah," he replied, "I got it."

About a minute later he was finished.

"You're finished already?" I asked. I was a little shocked. No one else finished that quickly. Only I did.
"Yes I am," He said smiling, "now tell me a little bit about yourself."
"Trust me, you don't wanna know me."
"Oh but I do." He said.
"Actually, you don't." I replied sternly reinforcing the idea into his head that he didn't want to know who I was.
"Fine," he said, "but your actually really pretty. I'm surprised the boys don't drool over you."
"Oh but they do." I said.
"Then why were you sitting by yourself?"
"Because, they don't wanna know me." I replied. Alec gave me a confused look.

"So..." He started, "what've we got next?"
"English," I sighed, "not one of my best subjects. I hate English."
"Why is that?" He asked.
"Well," I started explaining, "I just hate the teacher."
"Oh." He chuckled.
"Yeah."

We sat in silence for a while until Alec leaned back on his chair and sighed.

"What?" I asked.
"I'm bored." He replied.
"It's maths," I said rolling my eyes, "what did you expect?"
"Nothing spectacular." He replied sighing.
"Yeah," I replied, "that's what I thought."

I noticed Alec had his bag under the desk. I leaned back and whispered in his ear, "you do realize you can't have your bag there?"

All the boys started at me wondering what I was saying to Alec. All of them trying to decipher what I was saying by trying to read my red lips. But they were unsuccessful as they all kept watching until he replied.
"Yes, but nobody told me."
"You'll get in trouble."
"No I won't," he replied, "I'm new."

And then they turned away realising it was nothing special. Some of them also sighed not being able to spread any gossip.