Chapter 1: The start of a new school year as a transfer student.....

"hngg…..ahh not there, we are in a classroom anybody can walk in", "shhh, you don't want anyone hearing, here feel this, this is how hard you got me".

I reached out my hand to touch his dick and boy I was stunned by the hard monstrous thing in front of me.

"hnngg...ahh you are big!!! I gulped.

"Haha," he chuckled melodiously in my right ear, and at that point, I can feel wetness leaking in my underwear 'oh shit'…

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'Wow, what a day to start a new school year' sighed Silvia. It was my first day starting a new school after the pandemic that lasted for 2 whole years.

The pandemic was a deadly virus called 'V-Viv', going from country to country and killing more than a billion people from each country.

It was truly a dread time for citizens but it was more like living hell on earth for me and my fellow high school comrades who had to attend online classes everyday and not being able to go out and meet up with friends. But looking back I really didn't mind, because it saves me from days like these.

And by days like these, I mean today- my very first day going back to school is a very glum day, the 14th of February. Yes, you heard me, it's fucking Valentine's Day.

This is a day where you find yourself without anybody but anywhere and everywhere you will see a Cupid arrow passing over your head to someone else's heart -…-, couples having this sweet atmosphere where you can even smell the love in the air, marriage proposal with people screaming 'yes, yes', even the sun turns to a heart with a Cupid arrow through but you are the only one standing to the side being blinded by the love in the air and a third wheel to everyone else. -…-

If it wasn't so hard for me to get accepted as a transfer into this school, I would really just scream 'fuck this shit', jump in a taxi, and go straight home to cuddle with my valentines, which of course is my bed ...…

Anyways enough with the bullshit thinking and back to the present .

"So which school are you coming from" asked my suppose new class teacher. "Huh?, pardon me miss?" Lost in thought I didn't even hear what the teacher said.

"I'm Ms.Ranch your 5th year form teacher of class S and I'm asking which school you came from and what grade?" Said Ms. Ranch,

"Oh right, I'm from Saint Thilda a girl's school, and from grade 11" I answered but she didn't respond. It was really like speaking to a brick wall.

After that little Q & A session, we both walked to my supposed new classroom in silence. Walking for a while I came to realize that the school's atmosphere is really good but noisy as fuck when walking pass a few class in which I assumed to be grades 10 & 11.

This school is not like other schools with casual attires, a school uniform is a requirement for attending this school.

From grades 7-9, they wear full uniforms(where the skirt is attached to a V top, the V-top is from the navel to the shoulders) which are really hard to differentiate while grades 10 & 11 wear burgundy and cream plaid skirts and beige blouse, to differentiate grade 11 wears ties with the school's emblems while grade 10 doesn't.

But some students were wearing white shirts/blouses which I didn't know what it represented and my curiosity peaked.

Looking up at Ms. Ranch I saw she didn't' want to be bothered so I swallowed my curiosity. Lost in my thoughts I didn't even notice I had already arrived at the classroom door.

"Hey, I heard there was a new student coming to our class?" asked student A, "Oh is it a cute and sexy girl that I can date?" asked student B.

"Maybe it's my Mr. Right, who is handsome and cool." replied student C.

Before anyone else could answer, Ms. Ranch already walked in and I followed behind. I wasn't a shy person, to say the least, but when I looked down at my new classmates, and all eyes were now on me, all that courage I mustered up, flew out the door and the words got stuck in my throat, I didn't even hear Ms. ranch calling me. The world went silent at that point.

'Fuck', I thought.