A red orb appeared over Frenchie's head, telling me that the spell worked. The thing about this spell was that if Frenchie made himself noticeable, then he would obviously blow his cover. And if I were a ninth grader, coming out of math class, to see a boy dressed like a genie, with a tacky orange color scheme, then I'd definitely start asking questions.

As I was about to walk out the staircase, my Dean had walked through the door. Hid name was Mr. Peppers, but we always called him by his first name, Mike, it was what he would preferred to be called. He was one of thoose people that as soon as he walked in the room the whole class got quiet. He was half black and half Cuban, with long wavy hair down to his back. Being that he was un cubano, he had a bit of a rich background, you could tell in his wardrobe. He had on a white Polo sweater, with Burgundy pants, and all white converses.

"Shouldn't you be in class, Miguel?" He said in his sexy voice.

"I was on my way to the bathroom, Mike"

"Where's your uniform?"

I dug through the neck hole of my sweater, and pulled out the grey collar of my shirt,

"Carry on" he said, while walking down the steps

I'm glad I had on my uniform shirt, because I'd have an automatic two hour detention. Don't get me wrong Mike was a nice guy, but you couldn't pull a fast one on him even if you tried. He could be blindfolded, tied up, hanging upside down, in a net, and still could tell if you didn't have on your uniform. Anyways, he completely ignored Frenchie, which was a good thing. I gestured for him to come on, even though he looked lost.

We finally made it to the bathroom, but I didn't see anyone outside to open it, which is a problem. Usually there's someone sitting outside, in chair that's connected to a desk, constantly pestering you to sign your name, and the time you went in. But I still had high hopes because the door could had still been open.

I approached the bathroom door, and slowly tried to open the door, then I heard a click , so I pushed the door. It was open!!!

"I could had just easily, walked through the door, and opened it from the inside"

"And you would had gave yourself away" I said.

Suddenly there was a sound.., like someone was kissing. I crept up to the first stall and kicked it open. Nothing

I walked up to the second stall and kicked it open,

This time two seventh graders were making out, literally swallowing each others spit, sadly I knew these two seventh graders (Salem and Latrell). Frenchie just looked at them with curiousity written all over his face, I just stood there with a bit blank expression, mixed with a confused face. It took them at least 5 minutes, to realize that I was looking at them. When reality kicked in they shrieked , and they both ran out, but latrell came back in

"You aren't gonna tell anyone, are you" he said with sadness in his voice

"That's for me to know and you to find out"

He groaned and stormed out the bathroom. Frenchie just laughed, while I flipped my hair out my face. Then out of the ordinary I heard a moan, then the third stall flew open

I peeked inside to see, that Theo had beat us here, and that he was also getting a blowjob from the big-booty-hoe Jeremiah. You might think that I'm over exaggerating, but I'm not Jeremiah's ass was as big as Nicki Minaj's, just without the plastic surgery. Besides his ass he was known for giving blowjobs all around the Burroughs. So if you had a penis, and you hadn't been fucked/sucked by Jeremiah, then consider yourself lucky.

"Ohh shit!" Theo shrieked, Jeremiah was still sucking him dry

I started putting my hair into a high ponytail, shit was about to go down and I needed to be prepared.

"Jeremiah can you please leave the bathroom?"

He looked back at me

"No I can't"

Listen folkes, I'm not taking no for an answer, peep that I asked nicely

"I'm gonna ask you one more time----"

"And I'm gonna tell you one more time that I'm not leaving"

Did he just cut me off?

I placed one hand on my temple, the other was pointing at him, I concentrated, Jeremiah lifted up and screamed. I threw him across the bathroom, right into a wall. I definitely didn't have time to be arguing with a boy with cummy breath. Plus he wasn't dead he was unconscious, So I'm not going down for murder charges

"Whoa!, how did yo---"

"Oh save it, you know damn well that you have powers as well me."

He smirked, and started clapping. "Bravo,.....no, really bravo, I'm impressed, how'd you find out tho,"

"I have my ways " I lied, trying not to sound worried "oh and I'd recommend that you pull up ya' pants, it's not easy to fight with ya' pants around ya' ankles " I said, as I walked towards him

"Uhhh, not so fast Mr ponytail, did you already forget that I have powers". He dug threw his pockets and threw a whole bunch of stuff in front of my shoes. Luckily I stepped back a the right time

"What do all of these things have in common?" He asked

I looked down to see some change, hair clips, copper wires, a trumpet mouth piece , a fork, and some screws

"Is this some kind of joke, obviously everything here is metal"

Metal?, Metal! Shit!!

Theo laughed and lifted his hands, making all the metallic objects float in midair, I started stepping back. Then he sent the metals flying towards me at full speed. I threw my hands up and concentrated, the metals stoped, and Theo's laughed turned cold,

"Apparently, your not as smart as you look, your messing with a mental witch" . I sent the metals back at him at full speed , but instead of then hitting him they just bounced off of him, like he was made of jello.

"Your gonna throw metallic objects, at a witch that controls metal, smart, real smart "

I'd have to admit that was a pretty stupid move, but hey, its better than getting pelted by silverware .

I was pondering my next move, should I put him in a force field and crush him?, maybe I should...

The next thing I knew, chaines were around my wrist pulling me to the bathroom wall. He caught me slipping, I wasn't thinking fast enough. He stuck his hand toward my belt, and a sec later it was in his hands, who invented belts anyways, seriously, they had to put metal in them??. My pants were around my ankles, my mint green tight briefs, were being admired by him. He stuck his index finger in my waist band, and pulled them down slowly to my ankles. My dick slapping him in his face during the process

"hmmm, as tasty as it looks, I have something better in mind". He stuck his hand out, and a long metal spear, had came out the ground. I started to get scared, was he gonna kill me?, would this be my death?, cause if it was, I didn't see that coming. He flipped the spear upside down, the bottom being circular, and more round. he spat on it, And started walking towards me. He flicked his wrist, and my feet were touching my legs (i forgot that ,my sneakers had metallic aglets). I was glad I was flexible, or else I would had been in serious pain. He was prodding my hole, with the end of his A red orb appeared over Frenchie's head, telling me that the spell worked. The thing about this spell was that if Frenchie made himself noticeable, then he would obviously blow his cover. And if I were a ninth grader, coming out of math class, to see a boy dressed like a genie, with a tacky orange color scheme, then I'd definitely start asking questions.

As I was about to walk out the staircase, my Dean had walked through the door. Hid name was Mr. Peppers, but we always called him by his first name, Mike, it was what he would preferred to be called. He was one of thoose people that as soon as he walked in the room the whole class got quiet. He was half black and half Cuban, with long wavy hair down to his back. Being that he was un cubano, he had a bit of a rich background, you could tell in his wardrobe. He had on a white Polo sweater, with Burgundy pants, and all white converses.

"Shouldn't you be in class, Miguel?" He said in his sexy voice.

"I was on my way to the bathroom, Mike"

"Where's your uniform?"

I dug through the neck hole of my sweater, and pulled out the grey collar of my shirt,

"Carry on" he said, while walking down the steps

I'm glad I had on my uniform shirt, because I'd have an automatic two hour detention. Don't get me wrong Mike was a nice guy, but you couldn't pull a fast one on him even if you tried. He could be blindfolded, tied up, hanging upside down, in a net, and still could tell if you didn't have on your uniform. Anyways, he completely ignored Frenchie, which was a good thing. I gestured for him to come on, even though he looked lost.

We finally made it to the bathroom, but I didn't see anyone outside to open it, which is a problem. Usually there's someone sitting outside, in chair that's connected to a desk, constantly pestering you to sign your name, and the time you went in. But I still had high hopes because the door could had still been open.

I approached the bathroom door, and slowly tried to open the door, then I heard a click , so I pushed the door. It was open!!!

"I could had just easily, walked through the door, and opened it from the inside"

"And you would had gave yourself away" I said.

Suddenly there was a sound.., like someone was kissing. I crept up to the first stall and kicked it open. Nothing

I walked up to the second stall and kicked it open,

This time two seventh graders were making out, literally swallowing each others spit, sadly I knew these two seventh graders (Salem and Latrell). Frenchie just looked at them with curiousity written all over his face, I just stood there with a bit blank expression, mixed with a confused face. It took them at least 5 minutes, to realize that I was looking at them. When reality kicked in they shrieked , and they both ran out, but latrell came back in

"You aren't gonna tell anyone, are you" he said with sadness in his voice

"That's for me to know and you to find out"

He groaned and stormed out the bathroom. Frenchie just laughed, while I flipped my hair out my face. Then out of the ordinary I heard a moan, then the third stall flew open

I peeked inside to see, that Theo had beat us here, and that he was also getting a blowjob from the big-booty-hoe Jeremiah. You might think that I'm over exaggerating, but I'm not Jeremiah's ass was as big as Nicki Minaj's, just without the plastic surgery. Besides his ass he was known for giving blowjobs all around the Burroughs. So if you had a penis, and you hadn't been fucked/sucked by Jeremiah, then consider yourself lucky.

"Ohh shit!" Theo shrieked, Jeremiah was still sucking him dry

I started putting my hair into a high ponytail, shit was about to go down and I needed to be prepared.

"Jeremiah can you please leave the bathroom?"

He looked back at me

"No I can't"

Listen folkes, I'm not taking no for an answer, peep that I asked nicely

"I'm gonna ask you one more time----"

"And I'm gonna tell you one more time that I'm not leaving"

Did he just cut me off?

I placed one hand on my temple, the other was pointing at him, I concentrated, Jeremiah lifted up and screamed. I threw him across the bathroom, right into a wall. I definitely didn't have time to be arguing with a boy with cummy breath. Plus he wasn't dead he was unconscious, So I'm not going down for murder charges

"Whoa!, how did yo---"

"Oh save it, you know damn well that you have powers as well me."

He smirked, and started clapping. "Bravo,.....no, really bravo, I'm impressed, how'd you find out tho,"

"I have my ways " I lied, trying not to sound worried "oh and I'd recommend that you pull up ya' pants, it's not easy to fight with ya' pants around ya' ankles " I said, as I walked towards him

"Uhhh, not so fast Mr ponytail, did you already forget that I have powers". He dug threw his pockets and threw a whole bunch of stuff in front of my shoes. Luckily I stepped back a the right time

"What do all of these things have in common?" He asked

I looked down to see some change, hair clips, copper wires, a trumpet mouth piece , a fork, and some screws

"Is this some kind of joke, obviously everything here is metal"

Metal?, Metal! Shit!!

Theo laughed and lifted his hands, making all the metallic objects float in midair, I started stepping back. Then he sent the metals flying towards me at full speed. I threw my hands up and concentrated, the metals stoped, and Theo's laughed turned cold,

"Apparently, your not as smart as you look, your messing with a mental witch" . I sent the metals back at him at full speed , but instead of then hitting him they just bounced off of him, like he was made of jello.

"Your gonna throw metallic objects, at a witch that controls metal, smart, real smart "

I'd have to admit that was a pretty stupid move, but hey, its better than getting pelted by silverware .

I was pondering my next move, should I put him in a force field and crush him?, maybe I should...

The next thing I knew, chaines were around my wrist pulling me to the bathroom wall. He caught me slipping, I wasn't thinking fast enough. He stuck his hand toward my belt, and a sec later it was in his hands, who invented belts anyways, seriously, they had to put metal in them??. My pants were around my ankles, my mint green tight briefs, were being admired by him. He stuck his index finger in my waist band, and pulled them down slowly to my ankles. My dick slapping him in his face during the process

"hmmm, as tasty as it looks, I have something better in mind". He stuck his hand out, and a long metal spear, had came out the ground. I started to get scared, was he gonna kill me?, would this be my death?, cause if it was, I didn't see that coming. He flipped the spear upside down, the bottom being circular, and more round. he spat on it, And started walking towards me. He flicked his wrist, and my feet were touching my legs (i forgot that ,my sneakers had metallic aglets). I was glad I was flexible, or else I would had been in serious pain. He was prodding my hole, with the end of his spear, then he stuck. the spear in me, sending a pain going up my back, I few tears starting escaping from my eyes. I know I'm a verse but, this thing wasn't lubricated... at all. Then in top of being fucked by a metal. Then to makes matters even worse Frenchie was no where to be found

So much, for a silent approach

spear, then he stuck. the spear in me, sending a pain going up my back, I few tears starting escaping from my eyes. I know I'm a verse but, this thing wasn't lubricated... at all. Then in top of being fucked by a metal. Then to makes matters even worse Frenchie was no where to be found

So much, for a silent approach

 

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