章節 85: Highschool - 3

My 10:00–10:50 class was English 9 / World Literature. When Ms Peterson took her first look at me, the early-40's somewhat overweight teacher let me know with a look that she knew my game (sexy manipulative girl, not the part where I still had a penis) and she wasn't going to put up with any of it in her class. I knew setting her straight would be a challenge, one I didn't want to tackle too quickly.

Given her disposition, I knew she would be keeping an eye on me, so I took an available seat instead of taking one from someone else. I ended up mid-way back, but close to the door. That could be a blessing in disguise. For some reason, however, Ms Peterson didn't seem happy with my choice of seats, and I didn't know why. Everyone around me seemed normal ... girls trying to ignore me, boys sneaking peeks at every opportunity.

Soon it appeared the teachers would all be giving us the same class rules, etc. Like it was necessary to hear it a half a dozen times?