After School Special

Admiring her reflection in the small mirror inside her locker, Morgan adjusted her cheer-leading outfit as she batted her hazel eyes. While her uniform was typically worn for sporting events, Morgan wanted to flaunt her outfit one more time on her last week in high school.

Morgan Tate was the queen bee. The hottest, most popular girl in high school. She came from a wealthy family and was the captain of the cheer-leading team. Morgan was also the school’s homecoming queen just right before her romantic relationship turned sour.

After breaking up with her boyfriend, Morgan made well aware to everyone about her single status, flaunting her good looks and drawing any attention that she could get just to make her ex jealous.

It was obvious that Morgan won the genetic lottery. Standing at 4’ 10”, she sported a slender frame with wonderfully toned legs. Her tantalizing thighs were halfway covered by the skirt of her outfit that perfectly enveloped her plump ass. Above her flat stomach, Morgan had a perky set of C-cup breasts that were begging to be fucked.

Curling back her sandy blonde hair behind her ears, Morgan eventually grabbed the last few things out of her locker...including her magnetic mirror. Stuffing her book bag with her belongings, she finally cleared everything out before shutting the locker door one final time. Walking towards her was Morgan’s best friend Jenny, who was also in her cheer-leading uniform.

“So…party at my place this weekend?” greeted Morgan.

“Hell yeah, girl!” Jenny grinned, elbowing her best friend as they started heading toward the last class of the day. “So…you passed all of your exams?”

“Not sure, still waiting on my final grades but I think I got it in the bag,” Morgan answered with a cocky grin. “My last two exams were tough, but I think I did pretty well.”

Walking down the hallway, Morgan and Jenny continued gossiping about their desired colleges. With only a couple of days left in high school, the two 18-year-olds carried on, celebrating and showing their enthusiasm about graduation and moving on from high school.

Upon reaching the end of the hallway, a student storms out of Mrs. Holcomb’s classroom with a piece of paper clenched in his right fist and tears running down his face. He then aggressively slammed his right shoulder against the double doors, causing them to burst open as he exited the building.

“Hey, isn’t that Colby?” Jenny whispered.

“I think so. I wonder what happened to him.” Morgan responded, glancing over at her best friend.

“Maybe his mom might tell us what’s up,” Jenny continued.

After taking one step into the classroom, both Jenny and Morgan glanced over at the worried look on Mrs. Holcomb’s face. It wasn’t normal to see their teacher appearing distraught, especially at the end of the school year.

Cautiously walking closer to her desk, Morgan and Jenny carefully leaned to the side and stared at their teacher with a look of concern.

“Hey, Mrs. Holcomb. Is…is everything okay?” Jenny calmly asked.

“Not really girls,” sighed their teacher, taking a sip of her coffee.

“We saw your son Colby just now. What happened?” Morgan inquired. “Is he okay?”

“He will be alright dear,” Mrs. Holcomb exhaled. “Colby just got a glimpse of his grades and…well. He ended up being one grade off from getting into the university that he really desired.”

“Oh…I’m so sorry to hear that,” Jenny consoled. “Isn’t there any way he could earn some extra credit or something?”

“Hah!” snorted the teacher, “Trust me, we already tried. Mr. Bennett is a piece of work.”

“Of course…” Morgan groaned, rolling her eyes. “I’m not surprised. I had him for math in second period and he’s a terrible teacher. He’s such a hard ass!”

“Well…hopefully he was kinder to you two,” Mrs. Holcomb sighed, handing Morgan and Jenny their respective envelopes.

Setting their things down, both students proceeded to open up their envelopes and unfolded the piece of paper inside. Looking over the document in confusion, Morgan and Jenny soon realized that it was a preview of what to expect on their final report card.

“Whew!” Jenny exhaled with a sigh of relief. “I just barely made it. I got a ‘B’ in his class.”

“Mother-fucker…” Morgan snarled.

“Oh no…”

“What is it dear?” their teacher hesitantly asked.

“A fuckin’ D,” Morgan gritted her teeth. “I can’t get into a university with a D. Ooh! I could kill him!”

“Damn…Mr. Bennett really has it out for you,” added Jenny.

Looking up at Mrs. Holcomb, Morgan clenched her fists on her report card, breathing heavily through her nose as she felt her blood begin to boil.

“Does he hate every student?” Morgan vented.

“I really don’t know what is wrong with that man,” Mrs. Holcomb sighed, shaking her head while stacking some papers on her desk.

“When do all of the teachers finalize and send in these grades?” Morgan fumed.

“Tomorrow evening, the night before the graduation ceremony,” their teacher answered.

“Are you going to talk to him?” Jenny whispered.

“You’re God-damn right,” Morgan hissed.

Glancing over at Morgan with a look of concern, Mrs. Holcomb adjusted her glasses before leaning toward her.

“If you are going to talk to him, I highly suggest that you do it tomorrow morning,” she mentioned. “Mr. Bennett has an appointment later on today and he gets pretty ill if you hold him up for too long.”

Nodding her head, Morgan and her best friend grabbed their things and walked over to their respective desks. As their teacher took a deep breath, Mrs. Holcomb watched the two girls continue talking amongst each other as the last class of the day was about to start.