Phase One: Anna's First Day at Atlantic High "Take good care out there, Anna! Listen to all your teachers! And remember to have fun!" With a gentle smile, Anna Michaels waved goodbye to her mother, who shortly drove away obviously in a rush to get to work. It had been at least two weeks since she and her mom had moved from their old place back home. Truth be told, she loved Minnesota. The sites, the sounds, the smells. She had grown up there and it was her home. But ever since Anna's dad took off last year, things had been tight for Anna and her mom money-wise. So when she had been promoted to the deputy head of a powerful electronics company in Victoria Texas, Anna's mother really couldn't refuse the offer. It had come as a shock to Anna to say the very least; she had never expected to be moved all this way just for a job, but what choice did she have? Her mom worked really hard, so any sacrifices she had to pay was nothing overall to the sacrifices her mother made for her. So, Anna Michaels willingly embraced this change in location. Victoria wasn't exactly a town that was the forefront of modernity, more or less inferior to the big cities, but the environment was pretty cool and it was a little more 'homey' than before. Complete with her book bag tight in her grip, Anna stood before her all new school, the all-girl establishment of Atlantic High. Despite the marvelously original name, this place did look fairly comforting. Not harsh like her old school, more like a half decent high school that girls could feel safe in. Which was what Anna really wanted right now. By nature, Anna wasn't shy; she was a woman of great curiosity and inquisitiveness. However, she was a gentle and caring girl who didn't mix in with great ease. If people in Victoria were friendly, it might just be that much easier to get adjusted. After taking a deep breath of preparation, Anna stepped forward through the metal gates into the courtyard of Atlantic High, her new school. Needless to say, Anna was completely ignorant of all the stare she was getting as she walked inside. Across the courtyard, a group of three girls studied this new young piece of skirt that had stepped through the gates to their school. Two of these three girls were lightly wrapped in private, meaningless conversation between themselves, while the remaining girl eyed Anna over intently. The young girl studying Anna shifted her eyes up and down, eying the new student over. Her name was Holly-Raine Johnson. Holly-Raine or just plain 'Holly' was a cute young thing. She stood (or sat, as she was sitting) at a petite 5'', with short cinnamon brown hair, coming to rest just lightly above the curves of her shoulders. Her mischievous eyes beaming a haunting grip of bright green, her cute lips curved into a gentle smile as she stared at a bouncingly innocent Anna. "Wow..." Holly-Raine said under her breath. "...Who is that girl? She's new..." Fortunately, one of the girls beside her, named Summer, managed to hear her. "Who are you talking about, Holly? Who's new?" Holly-Raine pointed over to Anna, who was walking inside the main building. "That girl over there. The one that just walked inside... who is she?" Summer shrugged her shoulders. "I dunno. But... I do remember Miss Harding saying something about a transfer student from Minnesota. Maybe that's her." Holly-Raine smiled. "She is...? Ooh... a newbie... oh god, and she's so cute. Since Sharon isn't coming back until Friday, I can get to know her better..." "Yeah, I bet." Summer said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "That's girl's probably the only one in this entire school whose tongue hasn't been thrust up your-" The other girl of the three, Jenny, quickly clamped her hand around Summer's mother to keep her from finishing her sentence. "Eh... you just be carefully, Holly." Jenny interjected. "You don't want Sharon to get angry when she comes back, do ya?" Holly-Raine looked back innocently. "What are you talking about? I love Sharon." Once again, Summer tried to speak. "So then why the hell are you hot for-" And once again, Jenny, who once again offered her own two cents, cut off Summer. "Y-You do what you want, Holly. I'm just being a busy body. But, I can tell ya that the new girl is in our History class. Miss Harding said she was an A-grade student, too." "She is?" Holly smiled. "That's great... maybe she can help me with my History homework then, because I'm failing it. And there are other things I need help with." Summer rolled her eyes. "Like one-on-one biology?" "What's that mean?" Holly questioned. "Nothing... nothing at all, Holly…" After throwing Summer a confused glare, Holly-Raine leapt off the bench table she was sitting on outside, pulling her bag along with her. It was only three minutes till lessons started, so she had to get moving quickly. But still, Holly was not concerned with lesson, or about flunking History. All she could think about was the sexy little number that had transferred into Atlantic High. And it made her very unaware of how wet her pure cotton undies were getting. ********** "Greetings, class. How was your weekend?" The class replied to the teaching, Miss Harding, collectively, in that drab, monotone style they usually used. "Fine, Miss." Miss Harding smiled elegantly. In all respects, Miss Harding was a very conservative kind of teacher. She was in her early thirties, at the maturing age of 34, but all the same, Miss Harding was a very attractive woman. Her long locks of raven black hair cascaded down onto her supple shoulders, hair which she occasionally tossed in a display of 'sexiness' every now and again. Her body was all you could expect of a woman and more. Her figure was curvy and bouncing, her large but firm heaving breasts were held tightly against her chest. Miss Harding's long silky legs brandished the brilliant tan she had acquired during her holiday in Spain, two weeks ago. Aside from her smooth legs, the rest of her more suggestive body parts were cut off from sight by a formal grey suit. The only thing feminine about her suit was the short skirt it had. Normally she wore this, but every Friday she wore a much more revealing outfit. Unsurprisingly, attendance shot up every Friday. Though she was a sexy seductress, Miss Harding had an ostensible belief in strict discipline and learning. Hard as it was to believe, she had actually come to this school to teach kids something. And the students did like her. Even though she had a disturbing tendency to fall prey to hard-ass syndrome. The attractive teacher adjusted her glasses a little, then moved over to her desk, and laid her hands down on it, staring into the class. Everyone was here, even Holly-Raine who did have a late-streak recently. Unusually for Holly, she had some real focus today, so she must have been excited about something, whatever it was. Rather than dwell on that, Miss Harding began the class. "I'm glad you all enjoyed your weekend. You'll need to enjoy those breaks because we have a lot of work to catch up on. First of all, you should know that I have spoken to the board, and they have decided the topics for the History Report due in on the 30th of November." One of the students of the class spoke out, though her voice was timid. "What are they, miss?" "I was just getting to that. You have a choice of either a report of 1930-40's Nazi Germany, or the Industrial expansion during the 1800's. Neither one of them are particularly appealing to you, I can imagine." The whole class let out a collective groan. That was an understatement. Both sounded boring as all hell. Which was no comfort, considering how important that this History report was. Just when Miss Harding was about to say something to the class, Holly threw up her hand to call for attention. Miss Harding smiled secretively. To say that Holly-Raine was popular with the majority of the populous in this school was another understatement. "You have a question, Holly?" Holly-Raine put her arm down, and flicked with the pen on her desk. "I was wondering, miss, you said something about a new student last week?" Miss Harding blinked. "My goodness, I forgot." Then she turned to look at the door. Anna was waiting by the outside of the door patiently, waiting for Miss Harding to let her in and introduce her. The teacher smiled nervously and waved for Anna to come in. The new student placed her hand on the doorknob and pulled it, walking into the room. The voluptuous young girl met a new haze of stares from the other of girls, but mostly from Holly-Raine as she walked up to the blackboard, next to Miss Harding. Miss Harding turned to look back at the class. "Okay, class. This is Anna Michaels. She is a new pupil who just came to us from Greenvale, Minnesota. I hope you will make her feel welcome here." The teacher then stared around to find a seat for Anna. "Is there a vacant seat?" Some of the other girls were ready to recommend the seats next to them, but Holly-Raine was far too quick for them. The youthful schoolgirl quickly launched herself onto her feet. "There's a free desk right next to mine, Miss Harding." "Excellent. Anna, why don't you take a seat over there." Anna nodded politely. "Okay." Holly's hungry green eyes followed the keen movements of Anna as she strolled over to her. It was hard to imagine, but Holly-Raine was insanely smitten by this newbie already. They hadn't even met yet and already Holly was conceiving dreamily perfect visions of this girl. But then again, nobody as cute as this girl had ever appeared in Atlantic High. Anna stood at the same height as Holly-Raine, 5'' and her body was exquisitely delectable. She walked with an unintentional seductiveness with long, smooth creamy legs. Her cute breasts were small and firm; her thighs were gently curved and moulded well into the figure of her behind, a behind that most men who had seen Anna described as 'one cute little ass'. Her sweet little angel-like face was inescapably beautiful, marked by her full, slightly rosy cheeks, shining bright sapphire blue eyes, and her bounding mane of golden blonde hair. This all contributed to the brimming vision of perfection known as Anna. And Holly-Raine was not the first to fall prey to it; chances were that she wouldn't be the last. Though it seemed to Holly that Anna was moving in slow motion, Anna came to stop right before the desk next to her own. Anna opened the desk and chucked in her small book bag. After taking a seat, Anna looked over at Holly-Raine and smiled. "Thank you." She whispered, her sweet voice sending shivers down Holly's spine. Before Holly-Raine could respond, Miss Harding began the class again, addressing the group of young girls. "Okay, girls. This is how we will proceed. Each project you submit, whether it is about Germany or Industrialization, will be at least 8,000 words in length. I expect it to be typed out on computer, if you have no access to one at home then use one in the library. The deadline, as I have said, is the 30th of November. I want you all to understand how important this is to your final..." Holly-Raine blocked out the ramblings of Miss Harding. Even though she was sitting forward, her gaze was locked onto Anna from the corner of her eyes. Holly was almost delirious with these thoughts of Anna. Anna herself was paying attention to Miss Harding, as was the rest of the class, but Holly was too caught up with Anna to even care. Suddenly all these feelings then began to spring up in the young girl's mind. Thoughts of Anna, slowly singing to a love song on the radio... in the shower. Thoughts of her revealing that clothed figure on the beach, accentuating those perky little tits in a skimpy pink bikini. Thoughts of Anna clutching bed sheets in ecstasy as her lower sheath was given the best tongue thrashing of its life. Strange as it was, Holly was not controlling herself well around Anna right now. In fact, the more she stared at Anna, the hornier it made her. Soon the pressure just got to be too much. Holly had to release some of it, otherwise she's probably jump Anna's bones right in the middle of the classroom. With a reluctant sigh, Holly released the grip her left hand had on her pen, and slipped it underneath her desk. It was a stupid thing to do, really, but Holly-Raine didn't much care right about now. All she could think of was how much she wanted a piece of this new girl. Holly's desk was at the back row, and in the corner of the room, so there was little chance she could be caught, but it was still risky. With her eyes still locked on Anna, Holly-Raine slid her soft hand against her firm stomach, rubbing it a bit, and then pushed her hand down into her panties. The brown-haired teen released as sigh of hidden contentment, as her little hand pressed against the soft folds of her honey pot. Unsurprisingly, she was wet down there, the only thing surprising about it was how wet she had gotten, in such a short amount of time (which really was short since Holly-Raine had seen Anna only ten minutes ago). Though she tried hard to keep quiet, Holly let out little gasps as her fingers worked in slow motions against her wet snatch. Holly was too far gone to be able to stop herself, but she did have the courage to avoid her clit. Holly-Raine was very sensitive. From the way she was feeling now, flicking at that organ might cause her to scream. Holly shut one of her eyes, and bit her lip to silence herself as she pulled apart her pussy lips with her index and wedding ring fingers, then pushed her middle finger into her sopping folds. All of a sudden, more of Holly-Raine's mischievous thoughts were circulating in her brain. Her eager eyes studied Anna's body once more, picturing what the other girl would look like stripped naked in front of her. Holly pictured Anna's face contorting as a tongue was flicking at her little love spot down below. All these ideas simply fuelled Holly's lust. Luckily for Holly, nobody, not even Anna or Miss Harding, was noticing what was going on under her desk, but to be honest, nobody would have been surprised if they did happen to catch her. Holly had quite a... reputation in this school. Holly squirmed on her seat a bit as she felt her body's response to her finger games. She was prepared to climax, already. As Holly continued to play with herself lustfully, her gaze finally dropped from Anna, and onto her desk, her slow gasps becoming painfully light moans. Then, with one final thrust, Holly's body jerked lightly, as she found her blessed release. In a short few seconds, the absorbing of her fresh gobs of milky teenage cum darkened Holly-Raine's white cotton panties. Hard as it was, she slowly withdrew her hand from her warm pussy and soaked panties, releasing a small sigh. Opening her eye again, Holly-Raine's bright green eyes stared around the classroom, just to see if anyone had caught her. Everything was normal. After breathing another sigh, Holly clamped her legs together before any of her cum slipped down her legs. Since the class was expected to start work on their projects, it meant that History class would end in a few minutes, so that they could do some research in the library. That gave her a chance to clean up. It was then though, that Holly began to wonder who she would be paired up with, which was the point at which Miss Harding's talk began to phase back into her mind. "...And so these are the recommendations I'm making. Anvil and Jacob, their book, My Leader, is a brilliant source of information on Hitler's rise to power and the strength of the Nazi state. As for Industrialisation, you should look up anything by Paul Tomlinson. Good. Now that we have sorted that out, I want you to go up to the library to research your topic. You may choose either, but I want you to submit a plan for your project by the end of the week. The pairings are as follows." Miss Harding picked up her register from on her desk, and began to read out the pairings she had formulated last night in preparation for the class. "Summer and Jenny. You're the first pairing. Jackie and Sarah, you're the next. Holly and Anna, you're the third, Sherri and Amy you're..." Holly blinked. She and Anna were working together? "...Oh yeah..." The brown haired girl said under her breath. "...Anna..." The innocent Anna, who was completely unaware that Holly-Raine had just masturbated from thinking about her, turned to look at her new project-partner, with an unknowing smile. "I'm glad we can work together." Holly smiled back (though her smile was less charming as it was provocative) trying her best to hide her cum-covered hand from sight. "Oh me too!" Holly said cheerfully. "...I'm really looking forward to it..." Miss Harding then finished her declarations for the partner work. "Those are the pairs that you have all been assigned to. You all may now leave to do some research in the library. Aside from Anna. I would like to speak with in private." "Y-Yes miss." Anna nodded, with a hint of worry. She hoped that she really had not done anything wrong already. At least she didn't think that she did. All the same, the class divided themselves into pairs, although not all of them were happy about the pairings. Soon enough, they all filled out of the classroom, walking out into the corridor and over to the stairs that led up to the library. The last one to leave was Holly-Raine, who was walking in an odd way, mostly to prevent her cum from dripping down her legs any more than it had. But before she left to get to the toilets, she gave one last look at Anna. "I'll meet you up at the library, okay?" Anna just nodded, her attention more on what Miss Harding had to say to her. Holly sauntered out of the classroom in a slow pace, which quickened the second she passed through the door. Soon all who were left was Miss Harding and Anna. The older woman walked over to the door and shut it quietly. Anna got the feeling that Miss Harding knew how nervous she was, and was making her stew about it. But quickly enough, Miss Harding was walking up to the younger girl, leaning back on the desk right in front of her. Anna's eyes lowered and she gave off a slight blush as Miss Harding's body reached within a short few centimetres of her own. She wasn't afraid of cleavage or anything, but her new teacher just... didn't seem to mind how she handled her body. It was like Miss Harding lacked feminine poise. Even through the class, when she was sitting at her desk, the teacher's legs were parted slightly, and the hand gestures she made often seemed to linger at her chest. If Miss Harding was aware that she was making Anna uncomfortable, she certainly wasn't showing it from her body language. "How have you been settling in, Anna?" "Huh?" Miss Harding repeated herself. "I said how have you been settling in here?" "Oh... um..." Anna was half-expecting to be scolded for something. "Atlantic High is very nice, nobody has caused me any problems. But it's still early." "I meant how you were settling in Victoria." From that confused glare, the teacher decided to reinforce that with an explanation. "It's just that your mother told me that you enjoyed attending your previous school. Is that right." Anna merely nodded. "I see. Well, I just want you to know that you don't have to worry. The pupils in this school are a very caring bunch, and I'm sure you'll get on well with your other teachers. You've already won me over with your brilliant attention span." "Thank you... Miss Harding." The dark haired teacher stood up from her leaning position, and then bent her legs at the knees slightly, to look at Anna by eyelevel. The older woman gave off a bright, comforting smile, more or less unaware that she was giving Anna a clear view of her healthy, bouncing breasts. "You don't have to thank me, Anna. I want you to enjoy your time at Atlantic High because you see... you're never going to fit in if you're so tense and anxious." The teacher's hand surreptitiously went through her locks of long black hair. "...Because we all like to loosen up every now and again... do you understand?" Anna just nodded. She really didn't understand, but... "Y-Yes miss." "Now why don't you go and join the rest of the class up in the library. I'll be up in fifteen minutes to check up on you all." ********** A good ten minutes later, Miss Harding's History class had made their way up to the library and hand begun work on their projects. Most had chosen to work on the Hitler's Germany topic, because they assumed it would be easier to work around. And so the studying began. Anna was already knee-deep in a couple of books she had found in the History section, and she began to read them, waiting for Holly-Raine to come and find her. By all accounts, her first day had been going rather smoothly. Just as she suspected they would, all of the girls at this school were kind and cheerful. On the way up the stairs, a couple of girls named Summer and Jenny had asked Anna to eat lunch at their table later on in the day. It seemed as if this alteration between her old school and Atlantic High was going to go off without a hitch. The young blonde girl flicked over the page as she finished reading it, and jotted down a few notes on some loose sheets of paper, that were scattered on the table she was sitting at. "Hey!" Anna looked up at whomever it was that called to her. It was Holly-Raine. Anna smiled a bit from seeing her. Holly was quite friendly, maybe a little more than the rest of the class. Though she was a bit weird. Anna heard Holly moaning a bit in class, but respectfully ignored it. She just assumed that Holly had hurt herself somehow. Whatever. The blonde smiled back at Holly-Raine. "Hello." She said sweetly. "I've already gotten started, and made a few notes." Holly-Raine took a seat, just near enough to Anna without being *too* close. After she got out of the class, Holly made her way to the toilets and got herself cleaned up. Still, there was a lust that Holly grooming for Anna. And it was going to show itself very soon, if she didn't do something to control it. She still didn't even know if Anna was into girls, but she could always come around. Holly took a lot through the books on the table. They were all thick, lacked pictures and were probably about as exciting as they looked. "Uh..." Holly started. "Could we find some other books? I really don't feel like trudging through all of that right now. My brain is not in gear." Anna smiled at Holly's joke, and looked up at the bookcase that held some of the newer, easier to understand History books. Rather than trouble Holly, Anna stood up off her chair and walked over to the bookcase. Holly's smile turned into a grin as Anna stood before the bookcase, standing on her tiptoes to reach a suitable book. As she stretched to reach the book, the small blue shirt Anna was wearing rose up a bit, giving a clear view of the small of her back. And, if that was not enough, Anna's current position hiked up her skirt every time she reached for the book. Holly had to lean down a bit to get a better look, but what she did see was enough. Holly-Raine jerked back up into a sitting position when Anna finally reached the book. Ever present with that gentle smile, Anna handed over the slightly thinner History book to a steamy Holly. "Thanks..." Holly said with a pleasant smile. "I hear that you're great at History, Anna." Anna blushed a little. She never really realized that her reputation had followed her to Victoria. "It's nothing worth mentioning. I'm not that great at History. I just love the lesson, so I try really hard to do well at it. I suppose you must think I'm some sort of geek, since I like History so much." "Not at all. I think it's kinda cute." Anna's blush deepened again. This time however, Holly-Raine was able to pick up on it. Anna seemed to be effected by complements. That boded well for Holly. Though Anna did not realized this, Holly had set her hungry, lust filled eyes on the blonde. In time, it was perhaps only a matter of time, till Holly-Raine had Anna at her mercy. So of course, Holly had to devise a plan... "Hey..." Holly began sneakily. "I'm never really good at this sort of thing. History is a class that I'm failing. So, how about we do some extra work outside of school, huh? Maybe at your place?" "I don't see any harm in that. That will be great." Holly smiled again as Anna got back to work. This girl was a student who took her work seriously. There was no way that Holly could get to her while she was so wrapped up in all this. If they were in a more light-hearted environment, Holly-Raine was sure she could get what she wanted. With that same smile of quiet anticipation, Holly flicked open the History book and began to search for her chosen topic. Though she said nothing, the dampening of her cotton white panties gave away her intentions for later on.
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