Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Baking Revenge

“In other news, we have a week until our annual Halloween party with Andrew Lane. Is everybody getting excited?” Todd asks trying to get us pumped up. The problem is that no one really likes him. So it comes off really, really awkward.
“Yeah. We have a lot of funds to really deck the place out in decorations,” Julia, our treasurer tells him.
“Great. Since I’m president, ill designate who is bringing what to make things easier. So Daniel, could you bring some drinks?” Todd asks, writing down his name on a piece of paper. I roll my eyes annoyed that he just decided to be in control of everything as usual. I'm currently sitting in my weekly speech meeting. I enjoy giving and listening to speeches but one person makes it absolutely unbearable. Todd Hann has been our president for the club for the last two semesters and he thinks he is all that. Me and a bunch of other members beg to differ. Todd is just a bossy, know it all with good looks. He does give good speeches though; I’ll give him that.
“Amy, would you bring cupcakes? And Lily could you bring cookies?” Todd asks us. I don't mind. I’m a surprisingly good baker. Unlike some people I know. Cough cough Cori.
‘Sure” I agree with a nod.
“I guess so” Amy says a bit unsure. Todd writes our names down and continues to ask the rest of the members in the club.
“Alright, that's everyone. Remember that we are having the debate team join us too. So plan to make a little extra to have enough. They are planning on bringing stuff as well. Does anybody have anything else to add? No? Well that's it for this week guys. Get ready to have some fun next week” he says, standing up from the front table. I finally don't have to hear him anymore. I grab my bag and stand up when Amy approaches me.
“Hey Lily” she says with a smile. I’ve always liked her speeches. Amy’s a little quiet but once she is on a topic she loves, she’ll talk your ear off.
“Hey! What’s up?” I ask her.
“I was wondering if I could switch what we are making for next week? I suck at cupcakes but can make pretty good cookies” Amy tells me. Fine with me. Like I said, I’m a pretty good baker. Felipe LOVES trying whatever I make.
“Sure. No problem. Let's go tell Todd,” I say and we both head to where Todd is standing.
“Hey Todd. Amy and me are going to switch our foods for next week. I'll make cupcakes and she’ll make cookies,” I tell him. He takes a deep breath and crosses his arms. Oh here we go.
“Well, I wish I could but that wouldn't be very fair thing to do to everyone else now would it? That's why I chose what people would be bringing. To avoid this” Todd says in his usual conceding voice. My blood is starting to get hot.
“I mean, I don't see anyone else asking to switch. Just us. So I don't really see the problem,” I tell him, crossing my arms now.
“I’m just not really good at making cupcakes,” Amy says trying to change his mind.
“Plus isn't better to bring an item that's edible instead of inedible. We’re trying to impress Andrew Lane, not scare him away” I add to get my point across. Todd grins at me.
“Lily, you really should consider joining the debate team. You always get your point across. Okay since I like you, I’ll let you trade what you're bringing. Okay?” he tells us. Well thank you Mr. president for granting us permission.
“Thanks” I say with an eye roll and head for the door to get away from him.
“He is so full of himself,” Amy says, walking out with me. I couldn't agree more.
“I know. I can't stand him at all” I huff, opening the door of the English building.
“Not a lot of people do. I just wanted to say thanks again for trading foods with me” she says to me before we part ways.
“No problem! See you next week,” I say with a wave as I bound down the steps of the building.
“Bye!” Amy calls out before leaving too. I take my cell phone out and call the person who I know will calm me down.  
“Hey sweet pea. How’d your meeting go?” Felipe asks once he answers his phone.
“Fine until the end. Todd was such a jerk about assigning who brings what to the party next week. I wish I could wipe his grin off his face,” I growl into the phone as I walk across campus toward my dorm room.
“What happened?” he asks me since it is a regular thing for Todd to get on my nerves.
“He was a jerk about Amy and I switching what we’re making for the party. He acted like he was doing us a big favor or something. We’re not kids” I huff angrily. If you couldn't tell by now, I really hate this guy,
“Calm down for a second. Don't let Todd piss you off anymore tonight. Tell me something good that happened instead” Felipe tells me, hoping to get my mind away from what's his face.
“Well I’m supposed to make cupcakes. So I’ll get to show off my baking skills,” I tell Felipe, already thinking about how I want to decorate them in Halloween theme. Maybe I’ll do spiders webs or Frankenstein cupcakes. Those would be cute, right?
“Oh? So does that mean I get to try some of those delicious cupcakes?” Felipe asks with I’m sure a grin. Told you he has a total sweet tooth.
“Only one” I tell him, as I get closer to my dorm room.
“One!? That's it?” he asks me in disbelief. I walk up the steps of my dorm building.
“Yes, only one. You’d eat them all if I let you,” I say with a giggle.
“Fine. It’s not my fault you bake such good stuff,” he says. True!
“Okay. Maybe two. I just need to figure out how I want to decorate them. I'm going to as soon as I get into my room” I say,
“Can't wait to see them. So are we still on for breakfast tomorrow mi amor?” Felipe asks me. I roll my eyes playfully at his question.
“Why do you always ask that? You already know I’m going to say yes” I say with a laugh.
“Well I don't know. Sometimes you want to sleep in before class instead,” he answers with a laugh of his own.
“Rarely. Plus I hardly saw you today because of your football practice and study hours. I want to see you first thing in the morning” I tell him as I make my way down the hall toward my room.
“Alright sweet pea. See you tomorrow. I love you” Felipe tells me.
“Love your too” I say back before hanging up the phone. Hopefully Cori is in our room so I can bitch about Todd to her. She can't stand him either and she hasn't even met him. What are best friends for if they won't listen and support your problems or annoyances? Heehee.
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“Okay so the second batch of vanilla cupcakes are cooking right now and I just put the chocolate ones in” Cori tells me while she puts the cupcakes into the oven. She agreed to help me bake and decorate the three dozen cupcakes that I agreed to make. She’s the bestest friend I could ask for.
“Great! We can start decorating the ones already cooled with white frosting,” I say while opening up the tubes of white cream. I decided to do spider webs, candy corns, and brains as toppers. Let's hope they turn out okay. Or else Felipe will happily eat the mess ups. He already let me know in advance.
“These are going to look so cute when we’re finished with them” Cori says, picking up a cake to frost. Thankfully the community kitchen was empty tonight so it's just us in here.
“Let's hope so. If they turn out good, I’m planning on making them again for Felipe’s little brothers” I tell her. But if these turn out bad, I’m ditching that idea. I can't bring them ugly cupcakes. I have a reputation to uphold. They already think I’m some kind of legend in the kitchen. It's kind of cute actually.
“So who’s this speaker coming tomorrow?” Cori asks as she concentrates on her icing.
“Its some ghost story teller who has written books about it or something like that. Apparently Todd knows the guy” I reply. He was totally bragging about that fact too. Ugh.
“Of course he does” Cori says sarcastically. Told you she dislikes him just as much as I do.
“I know. After the success of this party, he is going to be unbearable” I groan, already thinking about his stupid smirk in triumph. He’ll probably allude to it for weeks afterwards. Which is unfortunate for my eyes and ears that will have to witness that.
“If only there was a way to wipe his smirk off his face. Don't you wish a lightening bolt struck him or something?” she says. I raise my eyebrow in question.
“A lightning bolt? How would that help?” I ask.
“It could paralyze his mouth or something,” Cori answers with a shrug. I laugh.
“I don't think it works like that. How could I control a lightning bolt to hit Todd’s mouth? It would paralyze his whole body instead,” I tell her. Only Cori would come up with something like that.
“I don't know. You know I’m not good at that science stuff. I leave that to Eric. But I’m sure there is a way to push Todd off his pedestal. Let me think about it” she says. I wish there was a way to but I’m not sure I want Cori to intervene. My butt always gets into trouble.
“I'm not sure I like the look in your eyes. I don't want anything to go wrong at the party. I hate Todd but I don't want to chance ruining anything” I warn Cori. She already has that signature look on her face that I’m afraid of.
“Thanks for believing in me. My plans don't fail all the time” Cori huffs defensively. My bottom begs to differ.
“Yeah well they seem to work only half the time,” I say, wiping vanilla frosting off my fingers.
“You and Eric are so mean and are total non-believers. Fine. If you don't want my help this time, I won't give it” she says dramatically. I roll my eyes at her antics and grab the red food coloring to make pink and red frosting for the “brain” cupcakes. Hmmm. a sudden idea forms in my head to get back at Todd’s conceitedness. Cori isn't the only one who can come up with plans in the duo. Heehee.
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The Night of the Party:
So it's time for the party and our usual boring meeting place is decked out in Halloween decorations galore. There is also a table filled to the brim with food. By the way, my cupcakes turned out amazing! Cori and I did an awesome job decorating them. No mess-ups for Felipe to his disappointment.
“Lily, your cupcakes turned out great. I guess it was a good thing that you switched with Amy. Your welcome” Todd says coming to stand beside me near the table. I roll my eyes.
“Um thank you, I guess? Why don't you try a brain cupcake? It’s fitting since you were the brains of this whole operation anyways,” I say while picking out the special cupcake I made just for him. In the red gel frosting, I added extra spicy hot sauce. Hopefully it will remove his arrogant smile off his face. At least for a little while, right? I can't wait to see the look on his face. Plus I can just say I accidently must have added hot sauce to it by mistake. I think I have all my bases covered. If Cori could see me now.
“Thanks Lily. I guess you're right. I did good,” he says, grabbing the cupcake I handed to him. I watch gleefully as he was about to take a bite from it before the doors to the room suddenly swing open to reveal Andrew Lane. This quickly gets Todd’s attention.
“He’s here!” Todd says excitedly before hurrying over to Mr. Lane. He didn't even eat the cupcake. He’ll probably put it down and forget about it now. Ugh. Just my luck.
“I'm so glad that you made it to the campus safely. It sometimes seems like a maze while trying to find the right building” Todd says when he greets our visitor.
“It wasn't too hard trying to find this place. Thankfully your instructions on how to get here were quite clear. This place looks fantastic in here. Very fitting for haunted stories” Andrew praises. I agree. The crew who was assigned to decorate did an awesome job.
“Well people are still getting here. So why don't you settle in and help yourself to the food table. Take this cupcake to start with” Todd says, handing his cupcake over to Andrew. My eyes widen and my heart starts to beat fast. Uh oh…
“Why thank you. These are very well made” Andrew says as he takes a big bite out of the cupcake. I cringe. I try to look away but it's like a huge car crash. You just can't. Look. Away!! Mr. Lane swallows and instantly makes a disgusted face before beginning to cough. I hurry and grab a water bottle to take to him. If only that could have happened to Todd.
“What happened?” I feign innocence as I hand the water to Andrew.
“Your cupcakes must have something in them that he must not be too fond of or something” Todd says a little worried. Andrew gladly takes the water and gulps down half the bottle. I can hardly breathe right now I’m so nervous
“That cupcake was really hot. Like it had hot sauce in it” Andrew sputters out.
“I'm soooo sorry. My friend helped decorate those and she must have used hot sauce as a funny prank. I'm really sorry” I lie to them. I know. I know. I'm a coward. I can't very well tell them that I did it. I'm already embarrassed. I'd die if they thought I did it on purpose. Which okay. I actually did but only for Todd. NOT out guest speaker. It's always Cori’s job to come up with the excuses.
“It's okay. I remember my time during college and how rowdy some friends can get. No hard feelings. But I’ll probably steer clear from the cupcakes; just in case” Andrew tells me with a wink. I breathe a sigh of relief that he isn't made. I feel terrible. Why couldn't Todd have just eaten the stupid cupcake first? My plan totally failed. Now I know how Cori feels when hers backfire too.
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Later that Evening:
I trudge my feet up the stairs to the second floor where Felipe’s room is. I'm not really looking forward to seeing him because he’s going to ask how the party went. You guys know how it went. No bueno. I get to his door and tentatively knock to let him know that I’m here.
“Hey chica” Felipe says with a smile once he opens the door.
“Hey” I say back as he pulls me into his arms for a quick hug and kiss.
“So how was your party?” he asks as I slump onto his unmade bed where he was obviously just laying since it is warm.
“It was good. Andrew Lane was a really good speaker. Overall, it was fun” I say into his pillow. I'm trying to be nonchalant right before I head into trouble territory.
“Did they like your cupcakes?” Felipe asks me next as he sits next to me on his bed.
“Yeah, they loved them. Except there was a bit of an incident…” I say offhandedly.
“An incident? What happened?” he asks with a sigh. He is for sure used to my “incidents” by now. I stuff my face into the pillow and mumble out what happened. Hey, I told him. It's not my fault if he can't understand me.
“Lily. Tell me what happened” Felipe says firmly as he pulls my chin away from the pillow to look at him. Yup, he has on his stern face.
“I kind of did something to Todd. Well tried to anyways,” I say thinking back to what happened to Andrew Lane. It still makes me cringe so hard.
“Kind of? Stop dragging it out and tell me. Now” he says giving me a firm smack on the butt before pulling me to sit up. Well here it goes before my butt has to walk the plank.
“I wanted to get back at Todd so I put hot sauce in his cupcake. Only he gave it to Andrew Lane before he was able to eat it” I rush out.
“Lily Anne, you did not!” Felipe admonishes.
“It was an accident! The cupcake was meant for Todd. I didn't mean to do that to him” I say as my unhappy boyfriend takes my arm to pull me over his lap. On no, it’s happening.
“Well if you hadn’t had even tried it, it wouldn't have even happened. You know better than to do that, young lady,” he says once I’m fully over his lap and my jeans are pulled down.
“I know. I told him that I was sorry,” I say as Felipe brings his hand down hard upon my bottom.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
“You swat better swat have. Swat It swat was a stupid swat thing to do swat swat,” he tells me as my upturned cheeks begin to get sore.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
“Oooowe! Ah!” I cry out with tears brimming my eyes. Felipe spanks every inch of my butt with super hard smacks. Gah, his hand feels like stone. How does he do that? At least my panties aren't down yet. This would really hurt.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
“Was this one of Cori’s brilliant plans?” Felipe asks as he pauses my spanking to pull my panties down. Well, I just jinxed myself. Ugh!
“No, it was my idea” I say between sniffles. Boy, Cori is never EVER going to let me live this down. This might be worse than this spanning. Okay, maybe not worse but still pretty bad. Sigh.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
“Well are your going to think of doing something like that again?” he asks, really spanking with vigor now.
“Ah! No sir! Ooow!” I cry with tears streaming down my face.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Felipe is concentrating only on my sit spots, which cause me to really squirm and howl.
“You better try not to do anything else to Todd. I know he can be an ass but pranking him is not the way to go,” he tells me. I'm leaving Todd alone and saying clear. Even if I want to punch him in the face. Not risking getting me butt roasted like it is now.
“I won't,” I cry into his bed.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Felipe gives me a half dozen more swats before finally completing the spanking.
“Are you going to leave Todd alone now?” He asks me while gently rubbing my scorched cheeks.
“Yes sir” I say, wiping the tears still falling. My bottom is seriously burning right now.
“Good, because if I find out you did, you’ll be getting your hairbrush” he tells me sternly. Point taken, babe. I hate that thing. My behind is already cowering in fear.
“I won't,” I promise. Felipe pats my bottom one last time before pulling my pants and panties back up.
“Good girl” Felipe says while helping me sit softly onto his lap and wraps his arms around me. I snuggle into his warm embrace as my tears slowly stop and I’m left with the occasional hiccup. Felipe gently rocks me back in forth until I’ve completely calmed down.
“Are you okay sweet pea?” He asks me and gives my forehead a kiss. I smile and nod my head against him. I'm okay but my behind is NOT
“Good. I love you mi amor,” he tells me.
“I love you too” I say back and kiss his nose in return. I am definitely feeling content right now.
“So were there any cupcakes left?” Felipe asks me next with a grin.
“Maybe. But I’m not sure I want to give any to you now” I say playfully pouting.
“Oh. It’s like that, huh?” he asks me. I giggle and give him a kiss on the lips.
“Just kidding! Come on, they’re in my room. I didn't want to carry them across campus” I tell him as I stand up and drag him to the door. I guess I’ll have to cool my jets with the Todd dislike for now. Maybe Cori’s idea about a lightening bolt will actually happen. I can only wish!



Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Class Woes

“Good works ladies! Becca, lead the final stretches and then hit the showers” coach Andie tells us with a clap of her hands for emphasis. I collapse on to the ground in a tired huff. It was her turn to lead the drills today and I’m exhausted. She's new and I guess she wants to get her points a cross that she is super tough and a hard ass. Kind of like someone else I knew. Lets just say I do not like when it’s her turn to lead for the day. I’m even too tired for Becca’s stretching routine and that’s supposed to be easy. Psh! Not today apparently; enough of my whining though. I have to save some of it for Shane later. Heehee.
“Okay guys. Were done for the day. Remember that we’re having a two-hour conditioning session in the weight room tomorrow since it's reserved for us. So don't be late” Becca warns us with her signature glare. Not that it's scary or anything. I roll my eyes and stand up tiredly as I start to head to our locker room.
“Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday. I'm exhausted,” Morgan says coming up besides me as she wipes sweat away from her forehead.
“I know! I'm going to sleep so much this weekend!” I say while opening up the locker room door. I like to try to be first to get the best showers. The water temperate and pressure are jussssst right.
“Same; especially since we have three games instead of two next week. Ugh” she says, rolling her eyes as she grabs her towel and shampoo. Don't remind me. We have a make up game since the game had to be rescheduled due to thunderstorms. Hopefully we don't get burned out and lose. We so do NOT need that. I grab my own towel and shower supplies and get in. The warm water is like heaven as it washes away the sweat and grime from practicing out in the humid sun.
“Don't forget that we have practice in the weight from tomorrow with coach hard ass” I hear Amber say to us somewhere in the locker room. Yeah, as you can see coach Andie isn't a crowd favorite around the team.
“I heard the guys is going to be joining us too. So you’ll know how that’ll go. It wont be too bad” Cassie says.
“At least it will be fun with them around” Morgan says, stepping out of her shower. Fun but slightly annoying. What do you expect with boys. At least ill get to spend time with Shane. I rinse my coconut shampoo out of my hair before turning off the water. Btw its Shane’s favorite scent. Total girl moment here.
“Plus side is that it wont take long with more of us in there” I say to Morgan and Amber as I dry off and put fresh clothes on. More people equal less work for me and to think I get told that I don’t see the goodness in everything.
“No kidding, especially on a Friday” Cassie scoffs at how the start of our weekend begins.
“Do you guys want to do something this weekend? Maybe get something to eat or go to the market place?” Morgan asks, packing her bag up. The market place is a little shopping center that has a few restaurants, a small mall, and a movie theatre. Busses run there a few times throughout the weekend, so it allows us to get off campus and do something.
“Sure!” I agree with a shrug as I put my backpack on. As long as I get to take a few naps in, I’m golden.
“I’m cool with it” Amber agrees too, along with Cassie. We decided to come to a decision tomorrow after some thought as we all head out of the locker room. I notice Greyson and his posse is standing around talking to a few of the girls. Hmmmm. I guess the boys are finished with practice as well. Now where’s my boyfriend? Speaking of my handsome devil, I see Shane walk out laughing with Alex and P.K. Morgan practically shoves me out of her way as she prances her way to P.K. Yup, there dating now. Finally! It took those two forever to become official. They’re pretty cute though.
“Hey you. Mmmm, coconut?” Shane says with a smile as he takes my hand and gives me a kiss on the cheek.
“Just for you. We actually got finished at the same time today” I say happily. The boys practice usually ends way before ours do. They have easier coaches; must be nice.
“For once, huh?” Shane says with a smile.
“Yeah, for once. But don’t get used to it. I think it was a fluke.” I tell him as we head down the hall. Especially with coach Andie here now. She never lets us out early which is weird that she would today. Is she sick or something? Not that I’m complaining. Far, far from it actually.
“You guys act like you’re in practice for an extra hour or something. It's usually fifteen to thirty minutes tops,” Spencer says chuckling.
“Thirty minutes feels like an hour when coach hard ass is in charge,” Morgan says, defending our complaints.
“Yeah! Remember she made some of us puke last week. It made Shane’s training seem like a cake walk,” I mumble. Shane was shocked to learn that I of all people didn’t puke. Surprising to say the least, isn’t it? I’m a lot stronger than I look. I just don’t show it most of the time.
“I don’t know if I should take offense to that or not” Shane says with a smirk. I roll my eyes.
“Shut up” I say bumping into his shoulder lightly.
"I guess we’ll see how tough coach Andie really is because she is helping coach Adam lead tomorrow,” Alex says as we head to the dining room. The boys’ laugh as Morgan groan and I groan.

Later That Night:
I absolutely HATE writing papers; especially English papers. I don’t have the attention span for it. I swear my mind gets so distracted easily. Even Shane thinks its bad. That’s why he left me alone in the library to finish my homework assignment due tomorrow. He thinks he’s too much of a ‘distraction’ for me. Please don’t flatter yourself, Shane. I just get bored and he’s a good distraction at the current moment. A very good looking distraction mind you. I try to work more on my second paragraph. I had to read a short story and do ten paragraphs answering questions that Ms. Reynolds wants answered. Oh and each paragraph has to be three hundred works each. Ugh. Kill me now please. I even asked nicely. I’m writing more gibberish to fill in space when my phone vibrates.
I’m having a move marathon. Come through!! - Amber
What movies? - Me
Cheetah girls! - Amber
Ugh, I wish! I have to finish my English paper =) - Me
Come for at least the first movie. I have snacks!!! - Amber
Sour straws!! - Me
Duh! All yours. Please! - Amber
She knows my weaknesses.
Fine. You got me. I’m coming now! - Me
I close my book and notebooks then shove them into my backpack. I stand up and hurry to where Shane is sitting on the other side o the library. I pull his headphones out and wrap my arms around his neck from behind.
“I’m going to Amber’s room” I tell him. Shane raises his eyebrows in surprise.
“Your finished with your paper already?” he asks me. Nope.
“Yup. I’ll see you tomorrow morning. Bye” I say giving him a kiss on the cheek before hurrying out of the doors. Let the movie marathon begin. Well, okay, mini movie marathon for me anyways. I’ll worry about my English paper a little later. Sour straws are calling my names.

The Next Day:
Do you know what the perfect cure is for being distracted? Literally having less than five minutes to complete it. I totally didn’t finish my homework. No surprise there. I was having too much fun watch movies and stuffing my face with candy. I figured I could finish it during lunch. It would be complete crap but I’d get it done. Well that didn’t work. I only got over half way done with it and could only work on bits and pieces between classes. English is my last class of the day. I thought I’d be able to get it done by then but that obviously didn’t happen. I’m not sure how to get out of this. Maybe she will have a sudden change of heart and have the paper due Monday instead. I’ll keep telling myself that. It makes me feel better. Oh and not to mention, I had to stay under Shane’s radar about my paper or he’d know that I didn’t actually finish it last night.
“So are you ready for practice today?” Morgan asks me as she comes up to my locker where I am furiously writing who know what down in my notebook.
“As I’ll ever be,” I say offhandedly. Can’t she see that I’m trying to finish something important here? Never mind that I was supposed to do it yesterday. The final warning bell rings and I hurry down the hall as I say bye to Morgan. Not only does English class suck because of how difficult it is but also none of my friends are in it with me. So it’s totally unbearable to get through. I practically run to my seat toward the back of the classroom and try to finish more of it. I only have two more paragraphs so that’s about six hundred more words. I can do that right? Right!? Ms. Andrews walks in right as the bell rings. She is the kind of teacher who is never late. Ugh. I can’t ever catch a break.
“Alright, guys. Answer the questions on the board as a warm up and get your paper out so I can pick it up in the mean time” she says. Well, I guess this is it. I’m waving my English paper white flag. It definitely got the best of me. Why cant my soccer angels’ help me off the field too? When Ms. Andrew’s walks by I sadly hand over my unfinished paper. Hey, at lest I had something to turn it. It’s better than nothing.

The next fifty-five minutes seems to take forever to go by but my tears of boredom turn into tears of relief and happiness as the bell rings. Finally! I’m freeeee! I make my way to the door but I’m quickly stopped.
“Miss Molina. A word please?” Ms. Andrews says from her desk. Just great.
“Bailey, I’m sure you have an idea why I need to talk to you, right?” she says with her usual ‘teacher look’. She’s not very intimidating so I’m not sure it’s working for her.
“Yeah. Probably about my paper. I just had a hard time answering the questions. English isn’t my strong point” I say, trying to cover my ass. I conveniently leave out the part about movie night with my friends the night before. Oh and stuffing my face with delicious sour candy. There just minor details anyway.
“I’ve noticed how your work has been lacking. I’m not sure if it’s from lack of effort of actually confusion on the material. Either way the paper you’ve turned in is unacceptable. So you will be re-doing the majority of it in detention” she tells me. My eyes widen. What did she just say?
“Detention? today?” I ask to just make sure I heard her right.
“Yes, today. Also you will be coming in for tutoring in the mornings twice a week starting Monday” Ms. Andrews tells me. Twice a week of tutoring? Just ugh. I think I’d rather have practice with coach hard ass for infinity. Crap! I forgot about practice today. How will I be able to pull this off?
“But I have an important practice right after school. Can I post pone detention until Monday instead?” I ask hopeful. My hope is short lived.
“No, you cant. You’ll have to arrive later to practice today. I’ll see you bright and early Monday morning” she says before turning to erase the board. What a day.

I close the door behind me with a hard thud. I blow out a large breath and make my way down the deserted hallway. I just got out of detention and my brain is completely fried at the moment. I had to redo my paper and I didn't even finish. So guess who didn't get to leave early? This girl! So I missed most of practice. If I get there now, I'd only be in the weight room for thirty minutes. Really now worth it to go. Ugh. I guess I can fake an illness or something. Yeah, that’ll work. Or maybe not since it worked so well that last time. I’ll take my chances at this point. I'm desperate here.

Since I decided to skip practice, I chose to finish my paper and get it over with. If Ms. Andrews could see me now. I still have to come up with a good enough excuse as to why I missed practice. The coaches wont are too much of a problem. My boyfriend on the other hand will be.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
I get off of my bed and answer the door of my room to reveal a very perturbed Shane. Surprise, surprise.  
“Where were you?” he asks me as he steps into my room. Thank goodness my roommate is gone because this might get a little feisty.
“What are you talking about?” I ask playing innocent. Shane rolls his eyes at my antics.
“Don’t play dumb with me. You were M.I.A. after school and completely missed practice. No one knew where you went. Your lucky Coach Andie was sick and coach Adam deiced to have me and Becca lead instead of just him or you’d have to face them too. So...where were you, Bailey?” he asks with folded arms. So the boys didn’t even have to deal with coach hard ass? There still going to think we’re a bunch of drama queens.
“I kind of had to stay behind in a class a little,” I say off handedly. Which is true. I did stay after class. No lying just yet. Ha!
“Behind in class? Really?” Shane says not believe me. What a shocker.
“Yes! Ms. Andrews had a lot to say,” I tell him, trying to save my butt. Literally.
“This little talk didn’t happen to have anything to do with detention, did it?” he asks me with narrowed brown eyes. How did he…
“How’d you find that out?” I ask with a sigh. I guess the jig is up. Damn.
“Just a wild guess. So why’d you get detention?” Shane asks while walking closer to me. In return, I step back away from his menacing walk.
“I didn’t finish my English paper,” I tell him as I look down at my feet. Shane’s intimidating when he wants to be and right now he very much is.
“You told me you finished it last night. But instead you want to hang out with Amber. So you got detention and decided to not show up to practice after” he says.
“Yeah but I didn’t mean to. You know I suck at English” I defend myself.
“Because you don’t try Bailey. Its kind of your thing” Shane says rolling his eyes. I mean, I guess you could say that I don’t at times.
“Maybe, but the English paper was hard though. I had to write, like a thousand words” I whine.
“Well maybe if you had started earlier it wouldn’t have been a problem and also wouldn’t have gotten you in trouble” he says. But putting it off until the last minute is what I usually end up doing. Funny how that always happens to me.
“Maybe but I get distracted. You know that” I remind him. Remember the whole library separation thing we had going on yesterday.
“Well hopefully I can light a fire on you ass to motivate you to do your homework and not get detention and NOT miss practice” Shane tells me, grabbing my arm and pulling me to my bed. I'd rather not have any fire brought upon my butt anytime soon.
“Shane, I didn’t mean to miss practice. Don’t spank me. Please!” I plead to him as he sits down on my bed.
“Okay. Instead, you can tell your coaches that you missed practice because you got detention instead. Your friends covered for you saying your weren’t feeling well” Shane informs me. Yes! That’s what teammates are for! My girls got my back.
“Fine. Its not much of a choice” I huff as I let Shane pull me over his lap.
“It never is, is it little babe?” he says with a laugh. I roll my eyes. Hmph. it really isn’t. Shane pulls my shorts down and places his arm around my waist firmly. My butt is about to be so freaking sore and its all ms. Andrews fault. Stupid English class. I feel Shane pat my upturned cheeks before raising his hand and bringing it crashing down really hard.

Smack smack
Shane begins a rhythm of hard hits that already have me wiggling around.
“Ow! Ah! Please!” I plead as my butt begins to throb. Damn, it hurts already.
Smack smack Smack smack Smack smack
He starts aiming for my sit spots and upper thighs. The worst areas to spank in my personal opinion. Trust me, I have quite a bit of spanking experience.
Smack smack Smack smack Smack smack
Shane places four last smacks before resting his hand on top of my pantied bottom.
“Are you getting motivated yet?” He asks while pulling my panties down now. Yup. Loud and clear from down here. Feel free to stop at any time now, Shane.
“Yes! I’ll do my homework from now on” I tell him. Well, I’ll try to anyway. Remember it’s the thought that counts. However, I’ll keep that thought to myself.
“Good. You better not lie to me about it again either” Shane tells me as he starts my spanking again with a hard smack to my left sit spot.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
“Ah! I wont. I’m sorry! Ow” I cry as I try to move away from the spanks. Not that it did any good. Shane just tightened his hold of me.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Shane focuses his attention to only my sits spots and freaking hard too. My butt is on fire right now.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
“I’m sorry! I really am,” I say, hoping that would persuade him to stop my spanking but does he listen to me? Of course not. The jerk.
“You better be because getting detentions are not going to become a regular thing with you, little missy” Shane says, placing an extra hard smack. Point taken.
“It wont be,” I sob, kicking my legs into the bed.
Shane gives a few more spanks before stopping again. Is it over! Please, please, please let it be over. I’m not sure how much more my butt can take. I feel Shane reach over and grab something from my side table.
“Is it over?” I sniff as he pats my bottom with something cool. And just what the heck is that?
“Almost little babe. Just ten more with you hair brush and then it’ll be done” Shane tells me. My hairbrush? So that’s what it was. He’s using my own things against me. Hmph!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Shane starts spanking me with the implement and the pain is intensified. How can something so innocent looking cause so much pain? Tears are streaming down my face and my sobs grow harder as my spanking drowns on.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Shane puts the brush back on my nightstand and gently pulls my panties and shorts back up over my enflamed cheeks.
“Come here, lovie,” he says, pulling me up and sitting me on his lap. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me into a loving embrace.
“Shhhh. Its okay baby. Its over. Shhhh. Its okay” Shane whispers as he repeatedly kisses the top of my head. I cry hard into his chest for a few minutes before slowly calming down to sniffles.
“You okay?” he asks, wiping a stand way from my face. Yeah, other than my sore butt. I nod my head and snuggle back into his hold.
“But hold me longer” I say as he chuckles and wraps his arms around me again. I’m extra cuddly after a spanking. So sue me.
Shane kisses my temple before saying
“And don’t think that you get to skip out on the weight room just because you missed practice this afternoon. You’ll get to make it up with me tomorrow afternoon instead” What!
“But I’m supposed to go hangout with my friends tomorrow” I say sitting back and looking at him in disbelief.
“Sorry. I guess you’ll have to miss it” Shane says not sorry at all. I pout as I lean back into Shane as he smiles into my hair. I’m going to finish my paper extra early from now on. I'll be a star student for that class…. hahaha. Just kidding. I’ll never be a star student but I’ll try hard to procrastinate better. That’s my motto after all: it’s the thought that counts!