The first day of school always sucked. Especially the assembly that happened before school actually started. We had to sit on the bleachers in the sun for hours while they gave us speeches. The principal would introduce the new students and sometimes teachers– which was a rare thing for this town. As the priest continued to talk, my mind started to trail off.

It was weird thinking of Kate having sex with a stranger, but I couldn't stop my mind from going down that road. What was so pleasurable about sex? Why did people like it so much? Of course I've searched it on the internet– once or twice– but I could never get so far as to watch porn. It made me feel strange even thinking about it. Taking things into my own hands wasn't really an option since I was never home alone.

I've never masturbated. Not once. Last night I placed an ad on a website I found. I would rather have sex with someone from out of town than someone I knew. If word got out… I didn't even want to think about what could happen. The money I would get from selling my virginity could always be used for something later on. Plus, I don't think I would make that much.

“I'd like you all to meet the newest member of our team, Nathan Pierce,” the principal announced.

I blinked, snapping back to reality. My eyes were instantly drawn to a man that was walking from the buildings. He wore black slacks with a white button down and a light blue tie. The man managed to look professional without looking snobby. His dark brown hair was combed back neatly from his face.

Pain flashed through me when I got jammed with an elbow in my side. I turned my head to glare at Kate, but she was too focused on the man walking across the field. I glanced at Dane getting an eye roll from him. I giggled before turning back to the front.

The man now stood next to the principal facing us. His hands were buried in his pants pocket. From what I could see, his skin had a nice golden tan.

“Mr. Pierce will be teaching the seniors this year. I would like you all to give him a big welcome to our school and to our town.”

I clapped along with the other four hundred and something students sitting on the bleachers.

A few more words were uttered before we sang the school anthem. After that we were divided into our grades and send to separate places.

“I wonder if he's married.” Delilah muttered. “Alia!”

I blinked, turning to glace at them. “What?”

“Who do you think will get him in bed first?” Kate asked, pointing a finger between herself and Delilah.

“I'm not even going to answer that,” I said.

Both of them were gorgeous and they knew that, but making bets like that was something I wanted no part off. Sometimes I wondered how we all became friends. They were the total opposites of me but we got along well.

Kate and I were closer than Delilah and me. I got along well with Dane as well but they're some things I couldn't tell him.

The gymnasium was stuffing when we entered it. One of the teachers ordered some boys to get the windows open before we would get started. I glanced around taking in the old stuff. This place was once used as a dance studio and for gymnastics but not anymore. The mirrors in front were broken and so were the wooden floors in some places.

After an hour we were all divided in our classes for the next year. We were divided according to the subject's we chose in grade nine. I had to switch because of the higher maths. It was one of the subjects I really sucked at so I had to take math’s literacy. Along with that, I took CAT, Tourism and Biology. All hard learning subject’s but fun nonetheless. What really sucked was the PAT in both Tourism and Cat.

Kate and I were in the same class while Dane and Delilah were placed into two different classes.

We grabbed our bags before making our way towards our home room. It was on the second floor at the back buildings of the school. Once the door was unlocked, we all scrambled inside. I quickly made my way towards the back of the classroom. Kate took a seat next to me and gave me a bright smile.

The teens started to talk rather loudly with each other as we waited for the teacher. I pulled out my phone to check my emails. Most of it was from my social media accounts.

I was just about to give up when one caught my eyes. It was one from the website I posted the ad on. I quickly glanced at Kate before opening it. It stated that I had a new message. Exiting the email app, I type in the address in my browser.

“What you doin’?” Kate whispered in my ear making me jump.

I quickly locked my phone before looking up at her. “I was just checking my emails.”

Before she could say anything, the teacher entered. He started handing out packets with the school rules. Next he gave us our list of things we would be doing the year. We each got a calendar with important dates marked on it.

By the time that was finished, it was time for the first period. I didn't even get the chance to check the notifications.

It seemed like forever before finally lunch started. We got our handbooks for the first three periods, along with a list of things we'd be doing. We were also told what books to bring to each period we had with that teacher.

“I'm going to the cafeteria, you coming?” Kate asked when she joined me.

“Sure,” I muttered.

I gripped the straps of my bag over my shoulders as I followed her. It was a routine. When one of us got money we bought the whole group something. I stood aside watching the other students as I waited for Kate.

Five minutes later Dane appeared at my side. “Figured I'd find you here,” he said.

“You know it,” I muttered. “How was your summer?”

“Same as usual. Nothing interesting happened. How was yours?”

I shrugged. “The same as usual.”

Nothing else was said as Delilah arrived. She dropped her bag at our feet before walking to Kate. I found myself studying them as they stood there. How many guys had they slept with? How many times had they experienced an orgasm? What would my first time be like? Would it hurt like I've read about?

So many questions flashed through my mind making me feel a little disoriented. This year was supposed to be all about school and not about my virginity.

I frowned. It's always just been about school not about me. I've spend most of my life trying to keep my parents happy. Not anymore, I think it's time to start paying attention to myself. This year was going to be about me.

* * *

I was the first to enter the classroom. Kate was talking to a group of boys outside. The way they were looking at me made me feel really uncomfortable so I decided to leave them.

It's been an interesting day but I honestly couldn't wait for it to end. My school shirt was clinging to my back, not even to mention the sweat trailing down between my boobs. I hated school uniforms so much.

“Good afternoon.”

My head snapped up. Mr. Pierce was sitting behind his desk watching me. I managed a small smile and a mumbled greeting. My feet carried me straight to the back where the window seat was.

Taking a window seat was a habit that came in handy when the classes were boring. Nature was more interesting at times.

“What's your name?” Mr. Pierce asked softly, as he leaned forward.

“Alia Dune,” I said. I hesitated by the table not sure if I should sit or stand.

“Welcome to my class Miss Dune. Now tell me, where are the rest of them?”

I pointed to the door. Rolling his eyes, he got up making his way outside. I watched through the window as he called everyone inside. Seconds later the classroom was almost full and filled with loud chatter.

My eyes fell on Kate when she entered. Instead of taking a seat at the back with me, she took one right in front of the teacher's desk. So she wasn't kidding about getting into his pants. What a way to start the year.

“Right,” Mr. Pierce clapped his hands to gain everyone's attention. “Good afternoon class, please take your seats.”

I fell onto my chair before pulling out my notepad and a pencil. There were already two pages full of things that needed to be done by Monday. He started introducing himself and explaining what we would be doing for the year. I had to say that having him as an English teacher wouldn't be so bad. He was more likable than Mrs. Funker, and no there was no fun in her class. Get it?

“Right, since I'm new here I decided that we should get to know each other a little better before we start working,” he said, glancing around. “Each of you can ask me a question which I will answer and in return I'll ask you one. Let's start.”

Hands shot up. He took a while before pointing to a boy at the back. I took the time to study him again. He's eyes were green, maybe hazel; it was hard to see from here. Though, now I understood why Kate and Delilah made a bet, he was good looking. I turned to look out the window.

There's only one more period left before the end of school and I still haven't checked the message.

Risking a glance at the teacher, I pulled my phone out of my shirt pocket. It felt like forever before the browser finally opened. I quickly typed in the web address glancing up as I waited. Mr. Pierce was talking to a group of girls at the front of the class. I glanced down again clicking the notification bar.

“Alia.”

I jumped, a wave of fear washing through me when I glanced up to find him standing next to my table. He held out his hand pointing to the phone.

“Switch it off and give it to me,” he ordered softly.

I quickly turned it off before handing it over to him with reluctance.

He pocketed it as he turned to face the other students. “Let this be a warning. I do not tolerate cell phones in my class. If I find you with one I will take it and give it in at the office. You will pay to get it back. Understood?” He turned back to face me. “Come see me after school.”

* * *

“Do you want me to come with you?” Kate asked, as she packed away her books.

I shook my head giving her a small smile. “It's fine, I know Derrick must be waiting for you.”

A strange expression flashed over her face but it was gone a second later. She muttered a bye before walking out of the classroom. Zipping my bag close, I swung it over my shoulder before following her. I felt faint the closer I got to his classroom. What's he going to do? He seemed like a reasonable teacher so I don't think he'll make me pay for my phone. After all, it's the first day of school.

I stood in the doorway for a few seconds before knocking on the door. He was sitting behind his desk reading some papers.

“Come in Alia,” he muttered. Mr. Pierce stood giving me a small smile before making his way towards me.

For a few seconds he only watched me. Then he pulled out my phone holding it out to me.

“You don't seem like someone who breaks the rules. I checked your records and they're very impressive. You like this subject?”

“Yes,” I said softly. Reaching out, I took my phone from his hand giving him a small smile.

“Don't let me catch you again. You're lucky it's only the first day or you would have paid to get it back.”

“Thank you Mr. Pierce.” He nodded, walking back to his desk.

“I'll see you tomorrow Alia,” he dismissed me.

Gripping my phone tightly, I walked out of the classroom and towards my car. I dropped my bag on the passenger seat before letting out a load breath. When I meant I would make this year about me, I didn't mean to get into trouble on the first day of school. He's not as bad as I thought him to be after he took my phone.

I switched on my phone and threw it onto the seat as I started my car. The traffic was hectic now that school's out. As I waited I picked up my phone. For the third time today, I logged into the website. This time there was no distractions to stop me from opening the message. I could feel the color drain from my face as I read it. My hands started to shake. I reread it again.

Does your father know what his little girl is up too?