Lexx: Maroon Lust | By : lexxfan4life Category: G through L > Lexx Views: 1341 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Zoey to Prince: Okay, it’s been two days and you must of saw me. I was the one who fell on my face in front of the entire class. It appeared that you weren’t happy to see me, before I went back to my seat. You have no idea how embarrassed I was and disappointed from your expression. Either that was your normal and everyday face or you figured it was me. Not exactly the grand entrance of introductions.
That night, at the Princes’, everyone had just gone to bed. Alex gets out of bed, downstairs and over beside the couch where his dad keeps his briefcase. Alex looks around before laying the briefcase flat on the coffee table. He sits on the couch, puts in the comination and looks around before opening it. On top of his laptop is a red binder, known as the gradebook. It’s where his dad records the homework and test grades for every student in his classes. Since it’s the first week of school, not very many grades are recorded. He uses an available pencil to change a few grades. This has become a 3rd year routine for Alex. Sneaking into his dad’s briefcase to change grades, for random students, once a week. That’s how many people pass his class. The grades on homework papers are different than the ones “changed” in the gradebook.
Alex Prince does this, cause of the football players and other jocks were complaining how hard his homework is and could be that he’s failing certain people on purpose. The catch is that no one knows that he does this and people just become surprised that they pass instead of failing. He would think his overbearing father would’ve noticed, but hasn’t. A jock with a heart of gold.
That same night, Zoey goes to bed with pleasant thoughts in her mind. But deep sleep becomes a different story from a girl with an active imagination. She happened to end up walking through a football field in the middle of the night. She heard a noise, from a distance, and looks over her shoulder. She sees a figure, but couldn’t tell who it was, because the figure was so far away. The she hears a shout, calling her name. It was a man, but who? The man sounded disturbed. She took off running as soon as she sees him coming toward her. Apparently, he was running after her. As he got closer to her, the image of the man become clear. It was Mr. Prince. Why is he running after her? She ran, with him along side him, with fear in the back of her mind. When he caught up with her, he pushed her to the ground. As she tried to get up, Mr. Prince grabbed her by the leg and forced himself on top of her. She became scared and confused at the same time, at the moment he was lifting up her skirt. She began to fight him off as before he could penetrate her with his shaft. But he was strong to fight off. She screamed the moment she felt him tear inside her, with force.
She had woken up, sweating, with her right hand between her legs. She couldn’t believe that she had a rape dream about Prince. It was then that she realized that she sent an angry email to Prince before going to bed. She would have to bear that his reply won’t be pleasant.
It’s now Thursday, September 10th and the 3rd day of school. It wasn’t until the beginning of 1st period when Mr. Prince checks his email. Not to pleased with the email from Clusterlizzy...or should he now say Zoey Bennett. He’s not too happy about the email and decides to wait until he sees her to respond. Now that she has outed herself to him.
Zoey had begun to fear going to her 4th period class. It was because of her last email to him and the dream she had last night. She took small steps into class before sitting at her desk. She was trying to cover her face, with her hands, after she opened up her homework folder and textbook. During this moment, she could feel goose-bumps on the back of her neck. Her ears feel hot as any early sign of trouble.
Just as he asked for homework to be passed up, he approaches Zoey’s row first to fetch the papers. He looks down at her at the same time she looks up at him with a frightened look on her face. “I wanna see you after class, Ms. Bennett”, he requested in a threatening tone. A few classmates, from the second row, were looking at her as she sank into her seat. After class, she slowly walked up to Mr. Prince’s desk, without tripping this time. He was writing notes on the dry-erase board for his 6th period class. He turned around to notice her standing beside his desk and waiting for him to speak.
He started first. “I could give you detention for this, but this is personal.” Zoey, then, just looked down at the floor before looking back up at Prince. She decided to let him do most of the talking. He continued. “What did you mean that the look of anger was my normal expression? Are you finding a way to piss me off? Answer me, dammit” Prince was impatient and had a short fuse. She nervously answered him. “I didn’t mean to say that. I kind of regretted saying it until after I sent the email. By then, it was too late to take it back.”
He looked her up and down. She’s wearing a jean skirt and a plain tank top. Her footwear were black stilleto boots and had legs for days. He could tell that her boobs weren’t uneven, but perfect. Her lips were full and her red hair lined up with her cheekbones. A couple of the turn-offs about her appearance was that she only stood 4‘11“ and her shoulders were broad, like a teenage boy. It has also been a while for Prince. He hasn’t had sex since Bunny was drunk enough to sleep with him on their wedding night, which was six years ago. This doesn’t mean that he hasn’t gotten himself off a few times. He couldn’t believe that female before him is 17. She had no idea that her teacher was checking her out.
He had to clear his mind of anything that could arouse him. “Didn’t I warn you that if I found you out, that I was gonna give you extra work? Did I also tell you not to perceive me? You know how much trouble you can get in for stalking a teacher?” Her ears still felt hot, but responded back. “I know what you told me, but I didn’t think I could get in trouble. If you may correct you, that if I was stalking you, it was a failed attempt to do so.” She put her foot in her mouth after that correction statement.
He wasn’t happy at that moment. “Couldn’t you say anything that isn’t gonna piss me off more than you already have?” She responded quickly as he stampered closer to her. She backed away, scared, as she responded. “I can’t help it. I have a habit of rambling and saying the wrong things when I’m nervous.” “Well, you’re defiantly not as shy as you described yourself.” Prince retorted back. She wanted the last word and Prince wasn’t gonna get it as he have claimed to in the past. “Me, tripping in front of the whole class was proof of that. Besides, were you ever told to never argue with a woman? You’ll never win an argument that way.”
Prince stood there, trying to come up with a quick response. At this moment, this ridiculous argument was getting him aroused. He never had a women who liked to argue with him. “You’ll never win an argument by copping an attitude with your teachers either.” This was a ridiculous argument and Zoey knew it. She laughed by spatting out, “I can do this all day, but I got a class I am late for.” He went back over to his desk to write a late excuse to get into 5th period class.
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