Ding! Ding! Ding!

The electronic bell resonated through the spacious hall, signifying that the break was over and that they were going to have their first class of the day.

Walking past the shift door, Max glanced to see most of the chairs were still empty. And those present who were engaged in conversations gave him a silent glance, quickly turning their gaze away and resumed whatever it was they were discussing.

' That's a relief.' Coolly walking towards his seat, he quietly sat while awaiting the class to start soon.

Eight minutes later…

The whole class had settled down but there was no sign of the teacher.

Taking his time, Max observed the bright blue sky through the window while lost in his own thoughts.

'I wonder how the view would be on the rooftop… Wait, come to think of it. I've never actually been to the rooftop. Hehehe, I wonder how it would it feel to fuck there though…"

Wheeez!

His thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the sound of the door being shuffled to the side, attracting the attention of the class. Some quickly sat upright.

"Great, are we getting another substitute teacher aga…"

It was a low murmur, but under the sudden silence, the whole class heard it. Fortunately the voice seemed to have realized it was wrong and made an abrupt pause.

Indeed,two people had stepped into the class. But it was unlike what they thought.

The person in the lead was a familiar figure. A man in his mid-thirties, Mr Hendrix who they had all been waiting for.

Beside him however, was the source of their attention. An unfamiliar face and figure clad in Elite Metropolitan uniform. A distinction from the rest of the class who were all on tracksuits.

The whole classroom turned silent as they stared with a reinvigorated look of interest at the newcomer.

Max meanwhile was seeing his third fantasy of the day.

It was a girl. Brown skinned,and slightly chubby. A full shape figure. Not only was her chest big, enough to form a visibly tight press against her undershirt, worn beneath her blazer.

Her waist slimmed down a bit, accentuating her rear. The matching skirt hung up more than it should. Up above her knees, a bit of her thick plump thighs could be visibly traced.

She wore short socks with complimenting shoes.

Analysing all these in a single seconds, he then glanced up at her face, resisting the urge to nudge the bridge of his glasses for at least a proper view.

'Wow.'

She had a full grown curly hair, with visible signs that it had just been sprayed.

Then down to her cheeks he saw they were attractively chubby too. Her eyes gleamed through a pair of medicated glasses. Probably real ones rather than the fake he wore.

All in all, she had this intelligent and bright look to her beauty.

'Premium Ebony.' In contrast to the look of surprise and admiration the class gave. Max had one thought as he felt something within him click. Then remembered a certain leak he watched of a chubby ebony girl on glasses receiving facial creampie…

"Hello everyone, please welcome Audrey who is going to be joining us for the term as a Transfer Student." The teacher's voice broke his thoughts while revealing crucial information to the class.

'So she's Audrey, but why did he specify 'for the term'.'Keeping his thoughts to himself though, the rest of the class did not seem to take note of this fact. Instead most of the boys had an apprehensive nervous look as they started searching their side if there was an empty desk. Upon realizing that there was none, they all glanced towards Max to see him calmly glance back at them with no viable expression on his face.

'Well…'

There was brief silence and they all retracted their gazes.

Their little exchange hadn't gone unnoticed by the rest of the class either. The chubby girl glanced towards Max with puzzled look, curiosity glinting past her eyes as the thought of him being bullied despite not looking like one.

"Hi, I am Audrey. I hope my stay here will be fruitful." The girl said, her bright feminine voice spreading through the classroom as he revealed an easy going smile.

"Ok, find a seat." The teacher added in a formal tone, turning his back to swipe the board to a black screen.

At his words the whole class was filled with still silence, exchanging similar glances then to Max who sat unaffected by their glance.

Staring silently at the switched board screen. (Physics) Appearing shortly on it. A pleasing coconut oil fragrance waffled past his nose, making it scrunch instinctively.

Not glancing, he felt a sturdy presence move past him to occupy the empty desk beside him.

(Thermodynamics…)

"Hi, I'm Audrey." About a few moments later, he heard the expected cliché. Coolly drawing away his eyes from the board, he glanced at her in precalculated silence, then responded.

His eyes detached with no sign of interest, his lips parted slightly…

"Max." He muttered one word and turned back to the board.

.

Meanwhile glancing at the introverted youth. Who unconcernedly stared at the board as he wrote down a few lines on his note. Audrey was entrapped in her own train of thoughts about Max's unconcerned reaction to her presence. Because it was nothing to how things had played since she started her teen years.

'Pretending? No, he doesn't look like one of those.' She thought.

And so the class went on in silence, coming to an end 25 minutes later.

Zzzzz! His phone buzzed

Raising his brows at the thought of who it may be, he slipped it out of his bag and swiped up the screen.

Meanwhile, beside him, Audrey was curiously checking him out due to having noticed the way the other student didn't want to approach her.

'Wait, Are they being careful not to get on his bad side…' Her realization went beyond her first impression. At the thought of Max's mysterious identity, her eyes happened to set on something that short-circuited her brain.

Behold…