The principal.

The Principal.

My name is Sofia. I am 5’7, 16, and a junior at High school. With fiery red naturally straight hair and big wide emerald green eyes I am quite a hit with the guys. Not to mention my pale flawless skin, skinny physique, big C cup beasts, and wide rounded butt. It was a typical Monday morning, I was late to first period because I was egging my math teacher’s car. Oh did I not mention I am a trouble maker..Little did I know that was to change soon. Not listening to a word Mrs. Jackson said the bell rang and I left the class. I go to a catholic school and we have uniforms, a white button up blouse (So that my black bra was showing through quite clearly) and a very short, or at least mine is, plaid skirt.
I was passing in the hallway and saw Mr. Owens my math teacher. Smiling knowing what he was going to drive out of school I bent over in front of him, lifting my skirt up and waving my butt in his face, showing my black thong. Watching him go pale and rush into his class was good enough for me and I turned around to head to second period. Somebody was right in front of me and I backed up saying in a annoyed voice, “Excuse Me!” and I looked up at my 6’3 principal Mr. Greene or Kyle as everyone else knows him as. “Oh!” I exclaimed realizing he had saw all of my teasing and I tensed knowing Mr. Greene has an anger problem. “Well Well I was coming to inform Mr. Owens his car was egged.” Seeing my face go even paler must have given me away. “But I think I already know who did it.”
Grabbing my arm roughly Mr. Greene led me into his office giving his secretary a nod. Mr. Greene is a fantasy for most girls at my school. He is 32, tanned and muscular, also his jet black hair and icy blue eyes help too. For some reason he’s not married, and most girls in school would kill to be alone so they could try and seduce him. “Don’t think I also didn’t notice your inappropriate undergarments and your slutty bra showing quite obviously through that shirt.” Covering my arms over my chest I scowled at him.