Mrs Hodgekins

I know it has been more than a week after my previous story but I have been going through a rough patch in my life with me being distracted by a girlfriend and then breaking up with her again. So yeah I haven’t really gotten time to post something and then the one day I was sitting in Mugg and Bean and this story just came to me and I started typing it and I honestly didn’t know where this was heading but I hope you guys enjoy it.

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Hi my name is Patrick. I am about 1,8 meters tall with dirty blonde hair just touching my ears. I have deep brown eyes that seem to stare into your soul every time you look into them. I am your average high school guy, not too muscular and not too fat. I wouldn’t say that I can get every girl I want but I have had my fair share of them in the past. At the moment I don’t have a girlfriend I seem to stick to being single. It is not that I am turning gay it is just that the girls that are around me and that are my age seem to bore the living daylights out of me. I am a person that is looking for excitement and challenges in life. I want someone that I have to fight for and that I know the reward will be great. I dont know how I knew it but I just knew that this year something is going change whether it is with me or with the girls.

I live in a small town with a very small population so everyone knew each other. It was a very helpful community that helped each other out in bad situations and we stick together like white on rice. It is my last year in high school and at the end of the year I am turning 18. I can’t wait but I am actually going to miss school. All my friends and the fun times we had together. The school semester had just started and I picked out a locker because I knew I wasn’t going to carry around all my books. I gave off a vibe as being nerdy having everything in a neat little bag with flip files and folders but I liked organization and order.
I didn’t have many friends at school. Like I said I came off as the nerdy type so I only had a tight nit group of a few friends. I got my school roster and walked over to my new homeroom class. Luckily it was close to my locker so I wouldn’t have to walk far in the mornings. I walked into the homeroom class with my bag over my shoulder and planted down on a seat at the back of the class. I peered at the rest of the pupils in the class to see who would be in my homeroom class this year. Not one of my friends in my nerdy group was here and I felt a bit alone. I didn’t know why but I was used to being alone because of me never having any siblings. Mom got sick when she had me and they had to remove something from inside her. To this day I don’t know the right name for it all I know is that mom told me that the house where your brother or sister would grow up in has been taken away.

I was scanning the room when all of a sudden I saw the prize of the class. The hottest girl I know that lived. Jennifer Silverwood. Already turned 18 she has brown hair that reached to just below her shoulders and deep blue eyes. She is about the same height as me. She usually wears skirts that just stop below her perky ass that shows of her smooth tanned legs. She wore a jersey that clung to her body and her round perfect breasts. Oh how I wished I could hold those gifts to men in my hands and fondle them to my heart’s desire. She was chatting with her other hot lady friends and seemed to be too preoccupied to even see me staring at her. She would never go for a guy like me and I knew I would never have a chance in a million years to score with a girl like her. I looked down at her legs and she crossed them and her skirt rode even higher and I could feel a familiar tingle in my pants at the sight of that. I shook my head to get that image out of her bending in front of me and shaking her ass while biting her bottom lip. I returned from my imagination and the noise of the class suddenly became apparent to me. I wonder where the teacher was because it was getting late and we had a lot of things to do in the morning of the first day of school. I relaxed back into my chair and my phoned vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and looked at the message

Yo dude I got Mrs Richards this year. Ugh she has already started picking on me just the way my hair looks.

I smiled at the message. Let me tell you about Mrs Richards. She is the type of teacher that once she has you in her sights and puts you in her black book you are there forever and ever. She hates your guts and takes any opportunity to put you down. She looks like the old lady that lives next to you that wants to kill you as soon as you kick your ball into her yard. She has red hair and wears the weirdest of clothes. Every day it is a new style that just screams for attention. I replied to the message.

I don’t know who I got. The teacher seems to be a bit tardy this morning.

I looked around the class and everyone was still going at it nonstop. My phone vibrated once more and I opened it and checked the message.

Dude did you hear the rumour of a new teacher coming to our school. They say that she has just finished her studies to become a teacher and she is eager as a beaver. Plus they say that is hotter than Jennifer.

I shook my head and knew that no way in hell that the new teacher would be my homeroom teacher. I folded my arms and stared straight at the board and then the classroom door opened. The next thing I saw changed my life. There she was. A girl walked into the class and my jaw nearly hit the floor. The girl looked to be in her early 20’s and she was carrying a lot of files in her hand and set them down on the table. I stared like some idiot at her admiring every aspect of her body. She had the face of an angel with emerald green eyes and long blonde hair that reached down to the small of her back. She wore glasses but the square ones not the ones nerds wear. She looked around at the class and saw me staring at her. What I have noticed over the years is that I have this look that I give to girls when I am looking at them that just says “Hi there I would like to know you better”. She smiled and what a smile it was. I smiled back at her at her in my naughtiest of way possible and she winked at me. I felt a shock of electricity starting at my neck reaching down all the way to my back and shot straight to my groin.

She wore a silver plaid skirt that reached to her knees and a white button shirt with a silver plaid jacket that she left unbuttoned. I looked more closely and saw why she didn’t button the jacket. Her boobs were too big for it to be buttoned up. Her buttons of her shirt strained against the sheer size of them. I couldn’t see her bra underneath so I supposed she was wearing a white bra; totally understandable given the circumstances. We wouldn’t want any of the boys in class to get any ideas or any special girls if you know what I mean but that is a story for another time.

It seemed that I was the only that noticed the teacher standing in the room. The teacher pushed her glasses up her nose and cleared her throat and the rest of the class died down and turned to the front. “All rise” The teacher said and everyone slowly stood up. “I am Mrs Hodgekins your homeroom and new biology teacher for the rest of the year”. Her voice was calm and collected but there was a hint of authority in it that just seemed to peak my interest. Mrs Hodgekins scanned the room and looked over at me and beckoned me to come over. I sighed and walked over. “You are?” Mrs Hodgekins asked. “Patrick. Patrick James mam” I replied gulping. “Well Patrick one of the lessons I will be teaching you in biology would be the reproductive systems of the human body. In your opinion who in this class would be a healthy candidate to reproduce with” Mrs Hodgekins said putting her hand on my shoulder and squeezing it. I was floored. Did she really just ask me that? It seems that I didn’t answer quickly enough and she continued before I could answer. “So in other words who would you have sex here with and why?” Mrs Hodgekins added.