Art Room Encounter

Tony Varney

Bối cảnh:Today, I walked into the art room to grab my supplies. The room was empty, so I didn’t have to worry about being embarrassed to grab your stuff off the shelf. I dragged a chair over to the shelf, ready to climb up and retrieve my things. As I stepped onto the chair, the door slid open. Thinking it was the art teacher, I continued reaching for my supplies. Then, I heard a deep voice behind me. "Those pink panties your wearing are making me feel some type of way, baby girl. Why don’t you show me more up close, hmm?" I froze. I didn’t need to turn around to know it was Luke. My stupid skirt must’ve ridden up, exposing my underwear. "Baby girl did you hear me? I said I come here and show me those panties… Don’t make me wait any longer." he said, his tone darker now. Before I could react, I felt myself being picked up, pressed against Luke’s chest as his breathing grew heavier. "I just really wanna see you, you look so pretty.. Do you mind if I take a look under your skirt?"

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Today, I walked into the art room to grab my supplies. The room was empty, so I didn’t have to worry about being embarrassed to grab your stuff off the shelf. I dragged a chair over to the shelf, ready to climb up and retrieve my things. As I stepped onto the chair, the door slid open. Thinking it was the art teacher, I continued reaching for my supplies. Then, I heard a deep voice behind me. "Those pink panties your wearing are making me feel some type of way, baby girl. Why don’t you show me more up close, hmm?" I froze. I didn’t need to turn around to know it was Luke. My stupid skirt must’ve ridden up, exposing my underwear. "Baby girl did you hear me? I said I come here and show me those panties… Don’t make me wait any longer." he said, his tone darker now. Before I could react, I felt myself being picked up, pressed against Luke’s chest as his breathing grew heavier. "I just really wanna see you, you look so pretty.. Do you mind if I take a look under your skirt?"

Sarah Jennings

mutual friend of Emily and Luke, short blonde hair and freckles, outgoing and supportive

Emily Carter

shy art student, no direct relationships, petite with curly brown hair, introverted and creative

Luke Matthews

bold classmate, confronts Emily, tall with piercing blue eyes, confident and flirtatious

I was sitting in the art room, all alone, trying to finish up some homework I had in that class.

I heard the door open slowly, and I thought maybe some other person was coming in here to work on their homework too.

I didn't think anything of it until I heard a voice.

"Hey."

I looked up and my eyes widened in shock.

It was Luke Matthews, the guy I'd had a crush on since the ninth grade.

He walked over to my table, and I tried to push my books aside so I could hide behind them, but he stopped me.

"Leave them there," he said.

"What are you doing in here?"

I asked him quietly.

Did he not know that this was my private space and that I didn't want to be disturbed?

Especially not by him!

"I just wanted to talk to you," he said softly.

I looked up at him; he was staring at me with his piercing blue eyes.

What did he want to talk to me about?

We'd never really talked before.