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Leena looked at the schedual she had printed out that morning and then looked at the plain, wooden, university issue door. The numbers matched.
Leena looked down to her right and smiled softly, "i guess this is the place Ti. Remember the rule -no eating anything in classes unless you're told it is food... I don't want to have to explain to the princpal that you ate a student cause they looked like a mouse."
Leena straightened her shoulders and tossed her flaming red hair back off her face. She reached for the doorhandle and slowly opened the entrance tothe math room. As Leena stepped through the portal she could see she was already late. The stuffed-bear-like thing at the teachers spot before the head of the class appeared to be taking roll.
Leena saw the seat she wanted, near the back next to the window, and started to walk toward it. She had to cross the front of the class to do it. Walking tall and swaying her well shaped hips Leena walked past the prof who looked dismayed at her late appearance. Leena's stillettoed heels clicked on the floor as she sauntered through the silent room.
Leena noticed that Tianna was not beside her and stopped. She pivoted on one heel to stand at the head of the far row and placed her hands on her trim waist. With a soft yet comanding voice Leena called Tianna away from the plush teacher, "Tianna."
Leena didn't wait for the cat to return to her side before turning again to walk the aisle to her seat. She passed a few males she had not met at her party last night and assumed they lived off campus. Giving a slight, mysteriously sexy smile, Leena practically saw their eyes buldge out of thier heads and tounges fall onto the floor.
*boys...* Leena thought as she slid her leather jacket off her shoulders to reveal a bare expanse of shoulder and back as well as a good portion of the lowcut front. Leena dropped the jacket onto the back of her seat and slid into possition with her long shaply legs in the aisle, one crossed over the other.
Tianna settled on the floor on the other side of the desk out of the way and started to snore lightly. Math wasn't the feline's favorite subject.
The room stayed silent for a moment or two longer while the same boys turned in their seats to openly stare at Leena's very feminine form. Then suddenly a voice broke the silence.
"And who are you?" asked the teacher.
She smiled, "Leena, who are you?" saying in her voice she didn't want an answer.
once the stuffed teacher returned to his roll call Leena looked at the clock counting the hours before she could get out of this building and ride her motorcycle in the warm sun. Leena needed to touch up her tan. Much more important at this point than math. |
