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Introductory Information – Not necessary to understand the story but I recommend reading it.
This story is set in Jamaica where there is a different educational system from the United States. Anyone from the UK will probably be familiar with it as Jamaica shares more or less the same system as the UK has. In Jamaica there is no Junior High, High School starts in 7th grade (Called ‘First Form’ in Jamaica.) and carries on through 11th grade (Called ‘Fifth Form’) which is Senior Year. Sixth Form is the name given to both 12th and 13th grade, being Lower Sixth and Upper Sixth respectively. Sixth form is an optional two years of high school which basically serve as a Junior College.
Also, the legal drinking age in Jamaica is 18, so any references to 18 year olds drinking legally in this story are not bullshit. Also I know this first thread is a bit long, but don’t worry, you’ll get to the good stuff soon enough. Hope you enjoy the story :)
The heavy bass of the techno music pounds against your eardrums like a sledgehammer to a concrete wall as you move your hips in rhythm with the sexy little blond in front of you. Her cute little ass rubbing against the sizable bulge in your jeans as you grind against her to the music. You’re not sure how long you’ve been dancing with her, but judging by how soaked with sweat your shirt is it’s been a good while. Then again, the heat of this crowded club (If you can even call it that, more like a crowded basement), could make anyone sweat like a pig in no time at all.
Suddenly she turns around, lifting one of her legs and wrapping it around your waist as she grinds her crotch against yours, leaning forward to kiss you firmly on the lips. It suddenly occurs to you that you have no idea what this girl’s name is, and you hope she hadn’t actually given it to you yet. Oh well, no matter, you’re drunk, so how could she blame you if you’d forgotten it. You pull away from the kiss only to tilt your head down and kiss her neck, biting it softly as you grind slowly and firmly against her. She throws her head back and lets out a soft moan “Mmmm Yes, that feels so good John, bite me harder!!!!” She yells. Well now you feel like a bit of a dick, she knows your name, you should probably know hers too, she might get mad if this goes any further and finds out…
That’s where you train of thought ends, suddenly she begins shaking you, calling out your name over and over “John, John come on, you’re going to be late.” You have no idea what she’s talking about, late for what? Then you realize you’re no longer at the rave, you’re lying in bed with your mother’s hand on your shoulder, she’s shaking you and calling out your name.
“You don’t want to be late for your first day of sixth form do you?” She asks as she throws open the blinds. The light from the outside blinds you and you hide your eyes in the crook of your elbow, she walks over and ruffles your hair gently “Come on, breakfast is downstairs, I made your favorite.” She says before leaving the room. Even the promise of pancakes doesn’t help motivate you to get up at first, and it takes all your willpower to finally haul your ass out of bed and head downstairs for some food.
You take a seat at the table across from your older sister Janice. Janice likes to think she’s so much older and wiser than you are, but in reality she’s barely a year older than you. At 19 she’s starting her second year of sixth form and is pretty upset that you’re going to be joining her in the building this year. She’s a little short standing at 5’2 but she always wears high heeled shoes to stand eye to eye with most of the girls her age, and her height does little to daunt her appearance anyway. She was a wet dream to most of the guys at your school. Piercing green eyes and deeply tanned skin with curves in all the right places, her breasts weren’t huge (Probably a small C cup) but they were firm and perky and she had a cute, firm little ass that just screamed ‘Spank me’ she knew how to use her assets to her advantage too, always wearing tight revealing clothing to show off her body. Today she had gone with a tight blue tank top and a black mini-skirt that hung about halfway down her thighs. You say ‘Good morning’ to her but she doesn’t look up from her cereal, she never was a morning person. Neither are you normally, but today is your first day of sixth form, and it should be one hell of a year.
At some schools sixth form was basically just another two years of high school with no difference from the last five years, but not at your school. At your school the sixth form building (Called ‘The Block’ by the students of the school.) is located on the other side of campus from the main building. The only people allowed in the building are sixth form students and teachers, and the teachers are only there when they have to teach a class. Once they’re done they go back to the main building. Also teachers are much more lenient with sixth form students; they don’t have to wear uniforms unlike the rest of the school and are pretty much above most rules. The only thing that put a damper on it was Mr. Matthews, the sixth form coordinator.
Mr. Matthews was a giant of a man, standing at about 6’6, maybe 6’7. He was also in pretty good shape, he used to play college basketball so the rumors say, was pretty good too until he injured his knee. He’s the only teacher who never leaves The Block and he’s the strictest bastard you’ve ever met in your life. Some people believe that he was put on this earth for the sole purpose of making sure teenagers like yourself have no fun whatsoever. But it didn’t matter, he couldn’t keep watch on the whole Block at once, and he hadn’t stopped years of past students from enjoying their two years there. With little surveillance, lenient teachers and only four classes to worry about, sixth form was a two year long party.
When you finished breakfast you head upstairs to get dressed, pulling on a pair of blue jeans, your favorite t-shirt and your black skate shoes. You rush into the bathroom and wash your face and brush your teeth before grabbing your bag and heading downstairs again. You grab your car keys, say goodbye to your parents and head off. You notice Janice’s car is already gone; she must have gotten an early start. You jump into your car and head off toward school, pulling into the parking lot right in front of The Block and step out of the car, making your way up the exterior stairs and down toward the common room to meet up with your friends and get your class schedule.
You take a deep breath as you stand outside the door to the common room ‘This is it’ you think to yourself ‘I’m finally here.’ You smile as you step inside the room, immediately noticing a few of your friends inside. The common room is heaven for a high school student. There are three big, soft couches as well as two large comfortable looking armchairs, each big enough for two people to squeeze in. On the wall opposite the largest couch was a moderately sized television set (The school wouldn’t pay for a nice one so the students all pitched in.), a counter with a sink, miniature refrigerator and a microwave on it. And beside that were two vending machines, one for drinks and one for snacks.
Once you’ve taken a look around you decide to head over to the couch you saw your friends sitting on, but before you can take a step you are crushed by what is quite possibly the tightest hug you’ve ever received “John it’s so great to see you! I missed you this summer!” It took you less than a second to place the voice, it was Naomi. You and Naomi had been best friends since you were little; you went to the same pre-school, same grade school and the same high school. You had even dated for a while a couple years ago but it hadn’t worked out. You’d somehow managed to stay friends though, and you were glad. Even if you weren’t together she was quite the piece of eye candy. Her tanned skin was only a shade or two lighter than your sister’s but she was a bit taller. She was about the same height as you around 5’9 and she was pretty slim, but not too much so. She was a swimmer so her body was pretty well toned, she had a slight six pack that was being shown off today thanks to her cut off band shirt which hugged her form tightly and accentuated her large breasts, she was supporting Blink 182 today apparently. Her shorts were pretty baggy so you couldn’t see much of her smooth thighs or that nice bubble butt you knew she had, but your imagination filled in the blanks.
“Look what I got!” She yelled excitedly, sticking her tongue out at you, you noticed she had gotten it pierced over the summer and she had a small silver stud in it right now. This was just her latest addition to her collection of piercings; she had both her earlobes and upper ears done, her bottom lip and left eyebrow as well as her nipples and belly button. You’d heard she’d gotten her clit pierced as well, but that would have been after you broke up, so you have no way of knowing.
Before you have a chance to properly say hello to Naomi you hear a deep, booming voice coming from behind you and turn around to see none other than Mr. Matthews. He towers above you and every other student in the room and scans around the room to make sure no one is still talking. “To those of you returning for Upper Sixth welcome back, and for those of you starting Lower Sixth, welcome. As you may know my name is Mr. Matthews, and it’s my job to make sure you are all adequately prepared for your exams at the end of this year. Do your work, stay out of trouble, and you won’t have to deal with me, I will now hand out your class schedules for this term.”
Mr. Matthews began calling out names, going down the line until he got to yours, you stepped forward and he handed it to you, you looked down at it and smiled, you had gotten all your first choices for classes, History, Communication Studies, Economics and Biology. You had always been naturally good at History and Biology and you’ve heard the Communication Studies and Economics teachers are really cool. It should be a pretty easy year, you think.
Suddenly the first bell rings and you look down at your schedule to see what’s first for today.
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