Chapter One
#1 of Extracarricular
A cute, little, human-only erotica story about a nerdy girl in highschool, that I had started writing several years ago.
All characters presented in sexual situations can be presumed to be at least 18 years of age, even if not explicitly stated so.
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Chapter One
42, Kimmie thought as her math teacher prattled on at the head of the classroom. _The answer is 42! Why do you make it so complicated?!_She admonished the teacher silently. She glanced at the right-hand side of her notebook page where she had solved the equation ten minutes ago. _No wonder nobody understands what's going on! You're making it ten times harder than it needs to be! s_he shouted out in her mind.
She returned her attention to the left-hand side of her notebook page where she was finishing the shading on a very well-rendered sketch of herself locked in a very passionate embrace with a handsome young man. Above the two of them she had sketched in a cartoonish font the phrase, "Kimmie & Kevin," with little hearts floating all around it. The boy in question was sitting one row over and several seats ahead of Kimmie.
She stole a glance up at him. He was undoubtedly one of the students having trouble understanding the teacher's long-winded explanation. He was running his hands through his light blonde hair as though he might pull it out.
Kimmie's heart fluttered with a sudden pang of melancholy as she gazed longingly at him. Unfortunately for Kimmie, her drawing was a mere fantasy. Kevin was not only incredibly good-looking, he was also the quarterback of the football team, star sprinter on the track team, and the homecoming king. On top of all of that, he was even a genuinely nice guy, that didn't pick on the unpopular kids the way so many jocks do. In short, he was about the most lusted-after boy by the female student body at Woodbury High.
Kimmie, on the other hand, was a nerd. It's not that she was unattractive, really; she was tall, long-legged, and slim, with golden blonde hair, and big doe-like blue eyes. However, all of those features were hidden behind Harry Potter-style glasses (complete with masking-tape patched frames), clothes that could have been costumes for Revenge Of The Nerds, and the only maintenance her hair ever received was to be washed and towel-dried daily. To boot, Kimmie had a complete lack of social skills. She was brilliant, but her brain simply didn't work the way most people's did. She would either be completely silent for weeks at a time, or end up blurting out the wrong thing at the wrong time.
"...which brings us to a solution of..." the teacher had finally found his way to the end of his long, meandering speech, and looked around hopefully for a glimmer of understanding among his students. He found a sea of confused and bewildered faces, all except Kimmie's, which was staring forward with concentration. The teacher mistook her gaze as having been directed to his lecture at the front of the class, instead of at the object of her desire only a few seats in front of her.
"Kimmie?" he called on her hopefully. She didn't register that he was speaking to her. "Kimmie?" the teacher called again, now sounding slightly crestfallen that apparently even his brightest student had not followed his lecture.
"Huh? What?" she blurted, snapping out of her trance as the rest of the class turned in their seats to stare at her. Many of them were giggling at her having spaced out, even though they had been doing the same only thirty seconds ago.
"The solution... To the equation?" the teacher asked again, sounding more despondent by the second.
"Oh... 42," she finally answered.
"42! Exactly!" the teacher exclaimed at the front of the classroom, as he turned around to the black board once again. Kimmie was blushing furiously. Kevin had turned in his seat to look at her as well, and he was smiling; though it seemed not in the derisive manner that her other classmates were.