I was smoking on the opposite side of the door. I took out my phone and started playing games, until I felt tired. I checked the time and decided that it would be fine if I skipped the next class. I put out my smoke and laid down to sleep.

1 hr later

I woke up slightly to the smell of roses and a pillow under my head. I flipped over seeing as the light was much too bright and faced the dark side. I felt another pillow there so I hugged, but felt that it was quite hard. It felt like stone and not a pillow. I opened my eyes to find that I was laying on someone's lap, I shot back in fear. “Ah! What the fuck?!” I questioned loudly.

“Good morning.” Dani greeted.

“Oh, it’s the asshole. I’m out, see ya.” I decided. I heard her growl, and she pulled me into her lap.

“Ugh, let me up!” I ordered. She gently forced me onto the ground and pulled my skirt down. “Hey, people can see us!” I yelled fearfully.

“It’s class stupid.” she explained. She shoved four fingers inside in response to my anger.

“Ow! No! Stop! Please!” I pleaded. “I-it hurts.”

“That’s the point.” she growled into my ear.

“Ugh, ow.” I tried to say. She moved her hand up my shirt and pushed it up. She licked at my breasts through my bra, “Mn, ah.” I moaned in reaction. I grabbed her neck and leaned to her ear “D-Dani, I’ll do whatever you want, just please stop.” I pleaded.

“Really?!” she asked in surprise, stopping her fingers.

“Mhm, mhm, yeah, yup, yeah.” I agreed, nodding furiously.

“Okay, I’ll stop.” she smiled. She pulled out and lifted me on unsteady legs. “Come to my house after school today, here’s my address.” she ordered, handing me a thin sheet of paper.

End of class…

I took the train to Dani’s house, and knocked on the door. She opened it with a smile, “Hey, come on in.” she invited me in. I walked in nervously, and she immediately swooped me up, taking me to her room. She threw me onto her bed and I stiffened fearfully. She climbed on top of me and rolled onto her side.

“W-what're you doing?” I asked in fear.

“I’m tired, and want to sleep. So be quiet.” she ordered. She pulled me into a hug so that I was not facing her, she gripped my waist tightly and went to sleep.

1.5 hours later

I woke up to find myself alone in Dani’s bed. “President?” I asked.

“Oh, hey you’re up.” she said with a smile, she was sitting on the ground working on something on her computer, “Let’s fuck.”

“Huh? H-hold on, j-jus-” I tried to say, but she cut me off by pushing a tongue in my mouth. I tried to push her off, but she’s a lot stronger than me, she moved her head to my neck, and bit down harshly. “Ah, ow!” I yelled painfully.

“Hey don’t yell, I don’t know who’s home or not.” she explained. I nodded slightly and covered my mouth, wait, why the fuck am I just okay with this. Fuck that! I thought to myself angrily.

“Stop! Enough, stop it!” I screamed.

“I told you not to yell.” she growled into my ear. I shuddered at her voice, she tore off my skirt and underwear, shoving three fingers in.

I covered my mouth to suppress the moans escaping my mouth. “Mgn, mn, hgn.” I moaned quietly. She moved her head to my breasts and licked at them. She pushed two fingers in my mouth while I hugged her head tightly, “Mgn!” I moaned as I came. We did five more rounds, and I was the only one naked by the end.

I flipped over on her bed and turned my head towards the wall, pulling the blanket over my body. I felt her brush hair from my face. “Stay the night.” she offered, “it’s raining and would be bad if you tried going home now.” Thunder boomed as I saw lightning blaze across the sky, I flinched and yelped slightly at the noises. “Are you afraid of the storm?” she asked teasingly. I turned around to face her, my eyes tearing from fear, “Oh shit, hey don’t cry, it’s okay.” she soothed, giving me a sweatshirt to borrow. I slipped it on, before she picked me up and placed me in her lap, facing her. The thunder went off again, and I quickly wrapped my arms around her shoulders and pushed my head into her neck. I felt her hesitate slightly before hugging me back, calming me down. “Why don’t you like thunderstorms?” she questioned, still hugging me.

I paused before explaining, “I- um, my parents, when I was little they would go on lots of business trips together so I was always alone. Thunderstorms are especially scary when you’re alone and I was little, so the fear kinda continued into my high school life, because I was still alone. And normally as you grow older you can be alone, because you’re ya know, a self-sufficient teenager, but my parents are dead now. So I don’t like storms.” I justified my fears.

“Really?” she asked.

“Mhm, they’re scary.” I said once more. Thunder rang throughout the house once more, and I winced, I squeezed Dani even tighter.