Sex Train
Chapter 1
Louis P.O.V
I stepped into the classroom with Harry, only just getting his stupid little pun, and making my way to the back seat just in the middle of that particular row. I threw my bag onto the floor and slid into the chair before heaving a sigh. First day back to school was just really fucked up. Usually I’d be at the back of the school taking a drag with Harry and friends but not today, not fucking today.
“Hey did you hear? Supposedly there is going to be a new student today, they say it’s a gurrrlll” Harry sniggered already planning to make his move on the girl especially if she was hot. I smirked and tossed my head back and breathed in the scent of school or more like ‘virgin’ girls. Harry has practically slept with every single girl that’s attractive in the school and him just talking about his little ‘experiences’ was a turn on. Only when I thought it was me and not Harry that is.
I leaned backwards on the chair balancing myself cautiously on the back stands of the chair. Harry ruffled his hair and adjusted the black bandana on the tip of his forehead. He glanced to the side and smirked. I returned it and extended my leg to tap the persons chair in front of me. Music boomed in my ears and all I could do was nod to everything that Harry said, even though I don’t even know what he was talking about.
Mrs Bullock our English teacher (and very old I might add) had come into the classroom once the bell had rung and arranged her folders and books on her table. She looked over to me and Harry and frowned. We were barely in any of her classes so showing up now wasn’t exactly a good start to the morning. I gave her a nod, almost like telling her to start the lesson, and she shuffled towards the roll book.
She called out the names getting to mine and Harry’s and stopping. “Lesly? Is Lesly Watson here?” she yelled looking around the classroom.
“Looks like the new girl is in our class” Harry whispered licking his lips and raising an eyebrow. I nodded and swiped a pen, off the person sitting next to me desk and started carving Harry’s intial into the corner of the desk.
“Mr Styles and Mr Tomlinson could you please stop sitting there and take out your books and copy what I am writing down” Mrs Bullocks asked questioning us with her eyes. She is pretty much asking would you like to go to the principal’s office because I have the capability too.
“Know your place woman” I muttered taking the person sitting next to me book and tearing out a few pages for Harry and I.
Harry chuckled and took the page and placed it on his desk. I glared at Mrs Bullock and scoffed. I pulled out my phone as Mrs Bullock started writing on the board. Damn 15 minutes left, we’ve already gone about 25 minutes through class. A loud bang turned the whole class attention to the door, me included.
A girl with long, messy and wet blonde hair, her skirt pulled up high, her non-ironed top half tucked in and her tie loosely hanging, incorrect school shoes and slung Aztec printed backpack on one side of her shoulder definitely didn’t give a good impression to Mrs Bullock. It’s like she was aiming for that standard. Not to mention that there was a slice of toast hanging out of her mouth…and that her clothes were absolutely soaked.
“Ms Watson I presume” Mrs Bullock said leaning against her desk with her arm “On the first day of school especially since it’s the first time you’re here coming late to class isn’t a very good impression”
“Sorry Miss erm my pet rock had a seizure” the girl huffed and reached down to pull her socks up. A pink sock and a yellow sock, she’s definitely colour blind. Her top was rather loose and very see-through and you could see a lacy black bra almost too sexy to be wearing to school.
“Looks like we already have another class clown” Mrs Bullock looked over to me and raised her eyebrow before looking back at the girl “you’ve missed an entire period!”
The girl paused for a minute “are you saying I’m pregnant?” the class started sniggering and laughing, whispering to each other and texting. This girl would definitely be the talk of the day.
Mrs Bullock frowned before flipping off the girl. I watched her stumble through the door leaving a trail of water all the way to the desk at the end of the back row right beside the window. She dropped her bag and flung herself onto the chair and heaved a very loud sigh before putting her feet on the table, leaning back, and squeezing out the water from her hair.
“Whoa, she’s hot” Harry muttered nudging my shoulder and staring directly at the girl’s chest. “Good luck getting into her pants” I snickered and started copying the girl by tossing my feet up onto the table and pretending to squeeze my hair. She looked around the room before her eyes landed on me. Her eyebrow tugged upwards playfully and she grinned.
Her foot started to tap the air. I copied her. She swung her leg through the air onto the floor. I copied her. She knew I was copying her and she was definitely enjoying that. I did too. She looked over towards me and smiled. I looked at her and smiled. She chewed on her toast and finished it before pulling out her book and pencil case and writing down what Mrs Bullock had on the board.
Lol I’m not doing that. Harry seemed to be making a move on the girl by writing on his sheet of paper and turning it to a paper plane. He threw it to her just missing someone’s face and landed on the floor by her desk. She looked at it but left it there ignoring the paper plane and Harry’s growling that you could hear a mile away. She smirked whilst writing, taking glances around the room, and writing more.
Definitely a hard to get girl. Harry knew that and he somewhat wanted this girl, pretty badly. I looked at my phone, we still had at least 5 minutes to go, and I really needed to piss. I raised my hand “Miss I need to go take a piss” I yelled and watched the class stare at me.
“No you can wait Mr Tomlinson if you have copied everything down you can go but otherwise I can see that you have a blank piece of paper on your desk and the answer is no” Mrs Bullock said simply and picked up a new stick of chalk. Teachers are such a pain in the arse. That’s why I didn’t want to come to school.
I groaned and put my hand near my crutch. Just thinking about the toilet makes me really need to piss. I rolled my eyes to the door than back to my phone, 2 minutes left that’s all I got then I can go. I tapped my fingers on the table and traced Harry’s carved name.
“Ms Watson I recommend you leave now to the uniform shop to receive a new school uniform. Wearing the school uniform in that manner is strictly forbidden and rude and you should be wearing your school uniform proudly” Mrs Bullock scoffed pointing to the door and looking at the new student up and down.
“Calm down miss don’t get your panties in a twist” the girl huffed getting up and pushing the chair back with a loud screech. She grabbed her bag and walked towards the teacher and leaned towards her. I think she was whispering something to the teacher. Mrs Bullock’s face went red. She was either embarrassed or angry but it looked like a mixture of both.
I watched the girl run out of the room and slam the door behind her. Once she did the bell rang and everyone grabbed their bags and started whispering to each other. I got up and walked to Harry’s desk.
“What do you think she said?” Harry questioned raising an eyebrow and looking at the still red faced Mrs Bullock.
“Beats me, but I’d like to know what she said” I shrugged walking out the door with Harry and into the corridor. People scurried around everyone, couples making out against lockers, the everyday bully and victim and the huge nerds/gamers and goths. It was just a typical high school really.
“I’m going to go to the uniform room, I don’t want to pass the chance on maybe seeing her half naked” Harry winked threw his bag onto his shoulder and walked off. I nodded and turned the other way. Looks like he will be the first to have a slice of the new girl.
I stepped into the classroom with Harry, only just getting his stupid little pun, and making my way to the back seat just in the middle of that particular row. I threw my bag onto the floor and slid into the chair before heaving a sigh. First day back to school was just really fucked up. Usually I’d be at the back of the school taking a drag with Harry and friends but not today, not fucking today.
“Hey did you hear? Supposedly there is going to be a new student today, they say it’s a gurrrlll” Harry sniggered already planning to make his move on the girl especially if she was hot. I smirked and tossed my head back and breathed in the scent of school or more like ‘virgin’ girls. Harry has practically slept with every single girl that’s attractive in the school and him just talking about his little ‘experiences’ was a turn on. Only when I thought it was me and not Harry that is.
I leaned backwards on the chair balancing myself cautiously on the back stands of the chair. Harry ruffled his hair and adjusted the black bandana on the tip of his forehead. He glanced to the side and smirked. I returned it and extended my leg to tap the persons chair in front of me. Music boomed in my ears and all I could do was nod to everything that Harry said, even though I don’t even know what he was talking about.
Mrs Bullock our English teacher (and very old I might add) had come into the classroom once the bell had rung and arranged her folders and books on her table. She looked over to me and Harry and frowned. We were barely in any of her classes so showing up now wasn’t exactly a good start to the morning. I gave her a nod, almost like telling her to start the lesson, and she shuffled towards the roll book.
She called out the names getting to mine and Harry’s and stopping. “Lesly? Is Lesly Watson here?” she yelled looking around the classroom.
“Looks like the new girl is in our class” Harry whispered licking his lips and raising an eyebrow. I nodded and swiped a pen, off the person sitting next to me desk and started carving Harry’s intial into the corner of the desk.
“Mr Styles and Mr Tomlinson could you please stop sitting there and take out your books and copy what I am writing down” Mrs Bullocks asked questioning us with her eyes. She is pretty much asking would you like to go to the principal’s office because I have the capability too.
“Know your place woman” I muttered taking the person sitting next to me book and tearing out a few pages for Harry and I.
Harry chuckled and took the page and placed it on his desk. I glared at Mrs Bullock and scoffed. I pulled out my phone as Mrs Bullock started writing on the board. Damn 15 minutes left, we’ve already gone about 25 minutes through class. A loud bang turned the whole class attention to the door, me included.
A girl with long, messy and wet blonde hair, her skirt pulled up high, her non-ironed top half tucked in and her tie loosely hanging, incorrect school shoes and slung Aztec printed backpack on one side of her shoulder definitely didn’t give a good impression to Mrs Bullock. It’s like she was aiming for that standard. Not to mention that there was a slice of toast hanging out of her mouth…and that her clothes were absolutely soaked.
“Ms Watson I presume” Mrs Bullock said leaning against her desk with her arm “On the first day of school especially since it’s the first time you’re here coming late to class isn’t a very good impression”
“Sorry Miss erm my pet rock had a seizure” the girl huffed and reached down to pull her socks up. A pink sock and a yellow sock, she’s definitely colour blind. Her top was rather loose and very see-through and you could see a lacy black bra almost too sexy to be wearing to school.
“Looks like we already have another class clown” Mrs Bullock looked over to me and raised her eyebrow before looking back at the girl “you’ve missed an entire period!”
The girl paused for a minute “are you saying I’m pregnant?” the class started sniggering and laughing, whispering to each other and texting. This girl would definitely be the talk of the day.
Mrs Bullock frowned before flipping off the girl. I watched her stumble through the door leaving a trail of water all the way to the desk at the end of the back row right beside the window. She dropped her bag and flung herself onto the chair and heaved a very loud sigh before putting her feet on the table, leaning back, and squeezing out the water from her hair.
“Whoa, she’s hot” Harry muttered nudging my shoulder and staring directly at the girl’s chest. “Good luck getting into her pants” I snickered and started copying the girl by tossing my feet up onto the table and pretending to squeeze my hair. She looked around the room before her eyes landed on me. Her eyebrow tugged upwards playfully and she grinned.
Her foot started to tap the air. I copied her. She swung her leg through the air onto the floor. I copied her. She knew I was copying her and she was definitely enjoying that. I did too. She looked over towards me and smiled. I looked at her and smiled. She chewed on her toast and finished it before pulling out her book and pencil case and writing down what Mrs Bullock had on the board.
Lol I’m not doing that. Harry seemed to be making a move on the girl by writing on his sheet of paper and turning it to a paper plane. He threw it to her just missing someone’s face and landed on the floor by her desk. She looked at it but left it there ignoring the paper plane and Harry’s growling that you could hear a mile away. She smirked whilst writing, taking glances around the room, and writing more.
Definitely a hard to get girl. Harry knew that and he somewhat wanted this girl, pretty badly. I looked at my phone, we still had at least 5 minutes to go, and I really needed to piss. I raised my hand “Miss I need to go take a piss” I yelled and watched the class stare at me.
“No you can wait Mr Tomlinson if you have copied everything down you can go but otherwise I can see that you have a blank piece of paper on your desk and the answer is no” Mrs Bullock said simply and picked up a new stick of chalk. Teachers are such a pain in the arse. That’s why I didn’t want to come to school.
I groaned and put my hand near my crutch. Just thinking about the toilet makes me really need to piss. I rolled my eyes to the door than back to my phone, 2 minutes left that’s all I got then I can go. I tapped my fingers on the table and traced Harry’s carved name.
“Ms Watson I recommend you leave now to the uniform shop to receive a new school uniform. Wearing the school uniform in that manner is strictly forbidden and rude and you should be wearing your school uniform proudly” Mrs Bullock scoffed pointing to the door and looking at the new student up and down.
“Calm down miss don’t get your panties in a twist” the girl huffed getting up and pushing the chair back with a loud screech. She grabbed her bag and walked towards the teacher and leaned towards her. I think she was whispering something to the teacher. Mrs Bullock’s face went red. She was either embarrassed or angry but it looked like a mixture of both.
I watched the girl run out of the room and slam the door behind her. Once she did the bell rang and everyone grabbed their bags and started whispering to each other. I got up and walked to Harry’s desk.
“What do you think she said?” Harry questioned raising an eyebrow and looking at the still red faced Mrs Bullock.
“Beats me, but I’d like to know what she said” I shrugged walking out the door with Harry and into the corridor. People scurried around everyone, couples making out against lockers, the everyday bully and victim and the huge nerds/gamers and goths. It was just a typical high school really.
“I’m going to go to the uniform room, I don’t want to pass the chance on maybe seeing her half naked” Harry winked threw his bag onto his shoulder and walked off. I nodded and turned the other way. Looks like he will be the first to have a slice of the new girl.
Notes
hiiiithis fanfic is either going to be really sexual, so i'll go to the limit sorta thing or i can make it mild sexual. it's up to youse so comment below! c:
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