Chapter #2Hit the books by: Moeyuri   "School, obviously. Oh, and we're going to be late if you don't hurry." You snap your head back to see your sister leaning against the wall behind you. How long was she there for? She was wearing sneakers, long athletic shorts, and a plain black t-shirt. Her toned arms are crossed under her generous chest, pushing them out more. You always tell her she should show a little more skin. The sight of her muscular, tan thighs enters your mind. If it came between the two of you, everyone would likely agree she's the pretty sister.
"Don't worry, I'm almost done. I just need a little breakfast and I'll grab my backpack."
"We leave in five minutes. Go grab your bag, I'll get a protein bar and we can split it."
"Deal." Her giant steps take her away in an instant while you run back inside. Your backpack was already waiting for you on a plastic chair, where you always keep it. Honestly, you hardly need it. All your exams have to be done by a teacher writing down your answers. Apparently the school board doesn't care enough to make tests small enough for you. But you do keep some micro pencils and scraps of paper to take notes with. You sling the bag over your shoulders and head out.
You don't even get the chance to close the door to your room before two giant fingers pinch your backpack and pull you miles into the sky. As a kid, the force would make you sick to your stomach. Nowadays you could get kicked into space without batting an eyelash. Megan is already on her way to the car, a chocolate flavored energy bar in hand. Once outside you see your mom already waiting for you, singing along to some song on the radio while sipping coffee. She's wearing a tight sitting v neck that shows a good bit of cleavage, but you can't see the rest of her outfit from Magan's hand. Usually Megan is the one who drives you around, but her truck is in the shop. Megan gets in and slams her door.
"Ok, let's step on it" she says.
"Honey, I know you're in a rush but don't slam my door. And while we're at it, you could at least be polite."
"Ugh, sorry mom. Can we PLEASE step on it?"
"That's better." You chuckle at your mother's scolding, resulting in a weak flick to the back of your head. Once the car starts moving Megan opens the bar and takes a huge bite out of it.
"Hey, you said we were sharing!" you jokingly complain. She rolls her eyes and takes another bite. The bar is already half gone. This calls for drastic measures. You leap out of the hand carrying you and latch onto the fingers holding the bar. You swiftly reach your head down and take a bite. You take a few more and feel yourself quickly becoming full. Your sister uses these things to get lots of protein in the mornings for her workouts. It's astounding she can finish it all.
She sees you slowing down and decides to finish it. Her grip shifts as she pushes one end into her mouth and uses a single finger to push the whole bar passed her full lips.
"Hey!" you yell up at her. She lets out a small giggle. Carefully climbing her finger, you take one last bite just before the last of the bar disappears behind the tan wall of skin. You swallow quickly then reach forward and give Megan a kiss on the lips. Her huge, warm, plush lips...
"Thanks for sharing with me" you say sweetly. She pulls her hand away from her mouth and pats you on the head.
"Love you too, sis." You sit back and let your sister gently pet your back for the rest of the car ride. People are usually amazed at how gentle your sister is to you, considering she's a beast while playing sports. Others call you inbreds because of how you like to kiss on the lips. You're just happy to have a great sister.
It's not until you pull up to the school that you realize you weren't even close to late. There are only a handful of cars parked out front and most of them are staff.
"Hey, Megan?"
"Yeah?"
"Why did you say we were late? Because, from my perspective, we're really stinking early!"
"I have to meet with the team this morning. We're starting a new training regiment to get us ready for our game against the Boars in a few weeks. We can handle everyone else, but they're the champions."
"Interesting story. So, why did you drag me along?! My friends won't be here for another half hour!"
"Tina, your sister needed to come early and I wasn't going to make two trips. Look, it's only for today, so don't worry about it too much. Alright?"
"But mom!"
"Tell you what. Let this go and I'll buy you that RC car you've been wanting." You've been asking about that for months! Obviously you can't drive a real car, but a friend said she could install controls into an RC car. Then you could get around without someone carrying you!
"Plus, I'll owe you one" Megan whispered. That also had some potential.
"*Sigh* Fine" you relent.
The inside is just as dead as the outside. A few students are here, rapidly trying to finish homework or assignments due in a few hours. Teachers glare daggers at everyone in their path as they chug not enough coffee. You and your sister are enrolled at Eagerton Academy, a private school. Despite being a private school, the rules here are much more lax than other academies. You don't need a uniform, you choose your classes, and most of the day is spent at homeroom. You enrolled here because your mom thought public schools might be too cruel to someone like you. Over the years you've gotten to know almost everyone since it's basically been the same people from elementary school until now. One thing you liked was that the school made you your own locker. It sits just at the end of the line of steel doors, perfectly scaled down to your size. You never really have much to put in it, but its such a kind gesture. It's also where Megan decides to drop you off at. After placing you on the ground, she looked ready to run,
"Alright, I need to get moving. I'll see you later, sis. Love you."
Taking off at a full sprint, the giantess disappears down the hallway leaving you alone in the empty hallway. You hand around your locker for awhile, but quickly get bored. You should probably find something to pass the time. Since you're walking now, instead of being carried, it'll take you awhile to get anywhere. But where could you go at this time of day?
You could start heading for Melissa's locker. Your bestie definitely isn't here this early, but by the time you reach her locker she might be. Most of your school days are spent hanging out with her. It's been like that since you two met in kindergarten. She thought you were so cool for being smaller than her barbie. You just like how quickly she accepted you. In the past you've thought about going so far as to asking her out, but decided against it. You don't really have those kind of feelings for her, and you wouldn't want to ruin your friendship. Not to mention Hitomi would probably be with her. The exchange student quickly joined your group of friends when she came here. She knows all about your favorite anime and recommends different series to you, ones that haven't been translated yet. Plus, she's an absolute beauty by japanese standards.
Or you could just head to homeroom early today. Ms. Hamilton is your favorite teacher of all time. The chubby woman was such am air-headed klutz that even you found her cute. She's usually so nervous and nerdy that you want to hug her. But your grades have taken a turn for the worst in the past month. She seems really concerned about it but fails to realize that it's partly her fault. When the warm weather started moving in, she changed her wardrobe to her summer attire. Which included frilly skirts that you could see up easily, cleavage exposing shirts, and, your personal favorite, flip flops. She gave you a desk right underneath her own so the other students couldn't mess with you. It worked great until you started getting a front row seat to her bare feet. The thick toes hypnotize you to the point you haven't been paying attention to her lessons. Maybe you could study a bit more. Or move your desk even closer to the action.
Come to think of it, why didn't you just ask Megan if you could stick with her? Her meeting will be done before class starts, so you wouldn't be late. It would be a pretty fun distraction. A team of sweaty teenage girls working out doesn't sound bad at all. Even if your sister is the prettiest girl on the team didn't make any of the others less attractive. Then again, she already took off. By the time you get there they would have already started and wouldn't notice you. Although...that could be fun as well. If you hurried you could still make it before they finish, they're likely in the school's weightlifting room.
Your line of thought is broken as a huge sneaker lands a few feet away from you. looking up, you see the exchange student from Brazil, Julia Eduarda. She's wearing athletic shorts that go halfway down her thick thighs, and a white tank top with a black sports bra underneath. You watch her walk down the hall a little farther before stopping at the window. It doesn't open due to the fear of people falling but the pane was made to double as a bench so students could sit with a view. The martial artist tossed her back pack aside, kicked off her shoes and leaned back into the pane. Once she was half laying down, half reclined against the wall she fell asleep. One of her legs hung off the edge, letting her foot touch the floor. You've been wanting to talk with her since she first transferred here, but never got the chance before. Maybe this could be your chance to get to know her.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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