GirlxGirl Short Stories

She's Quite the Teaser

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Warnings for: mild sexual content and swearing

I sit in my seat in the back of the classroom. Our seats are facing all different directions because the class before us had a test, so while my desk is facing the front, the one behind me is pressed up to and facing a wall. Since the classroom is pretty small, our seats are pretty close together, hence the strange positioning.

After a few minutes, we realize that the teacher is out. I laugh to myself and mutter to the girl behind me, a friend named Mandy, "Mrs. Cooper wouldn't have taught us anything anyways."

She laughs in response and I can feel her breath on my neck. I get goosebumps instantly and feel a warmth blossom beneath me. I shift uncomfortably in my seat to sit on my leg. Stop it, stupid teenage hormones. Ugh.

A sub, an old lady with thick, wire-rimmed glasses shuffles into the classroom. I can tell she will be strict and I groan under my breath. She sets her things down on Mrs. Cooper's desk and stands to address the class.

"Excuse me, may I have your attention," she croakily announces. "My name is Mrs. Drubbins. Mrs. Cooper had to go home sick, so I will be your substitute. I will say now that I do not tolerate foolishness or horseplay and you will do the assignments Mrs. Cooper left for you. Am I understood?"

A quiet mumble of 'yes ma'am's can be heard through the class. She sits in the desk and gets a kid to pass everything out. I look at the page and I curl my lip. I hate busy work.

Thirty minutes into the class, I've finished everything early and gotten it turned in. I take out a book and start reading. There is the quiet chatter of people talking, some about the worksheets and some about unrelated topics. I put my hand under my chin and lazily flip the page.

I feel something brush my left ear and jump. "Hey," Mandy whispers, lips moving against my ear as she speaks.

I huff and close my eyes. "Yes?" The feeling of her lips is so, so distracting. I feel heat begin to rise in the tips of my ears.

"I don't wanna work on this worksheet anymore, so I'm gonna bother you now," she whispers, putting her chin over my shoulder. I open my eyes and side eye her.

"You could bother someone else, like Adeline or something," I whisper, frustrated. She leans in closer towards my face and puts her hands on my shoulders.

"But Kit, you're so much fun to get all bothered," she purrs. The way she said fun makes my stomach flip. I shift to turn away from her. I don't even have to look at her to know she's smirking.

"Whatever." I say, and go back to my book. She huffs and scoots her desk up until the backs of the chairs are touching. She sticks her head in the crook of my neck, this time on the right side. She sits for a minute and picks her hand up to start tracing shapes into my neck on my left side.

I screw my eyes shut in frustration and grit my teeth. A throbbing heat starts to build again and goosebumps rise from my skin.

"What the hell are you doing, Mandy?" I whisper angrily. I can feel her breath let out in a quiet chuckle on my collarbones. This only adds to my growing irritation.

"What do you mean?" she asks, trying to play innocent. I scowl.

I scoot my desk up until she can't reach me. A few people glance over and go back to their conversations. I sit back in my seat, muscles taut with anger and continue to read my book. I am not in the mood to be treated like some little game, not when she knows I have feelings for her.