This is Part One of a story I'm doing. And since this IS only the first part, it's a little slow, but trust me, it's gonna get a whole lot better (for those who have seen the "coming soon..." pic, then you know). I will put a pic on each part, each of which will depict whats going on in the story and give a nice little visual. I will say this now: most of the characters in this story are based off of some artists/friends that I know on Deviantart. So without anymore hesitation...here it is, "The Art of Expansion" Part One!


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Part One:


It was a typical day at Deviant High, well at least about as “typical” as things could get. Sure, there were Celtic warriors, anime ninjas, and girls with abnormally sized breasts, but that was normal at Deviant High, and most kids had gotten used to that. 1st period was art, one of the primary areas of education in the school. There were about 25 students in there, ranging from overly buff werewolf creatures to fairies with high-pitched voices. One of them, however, was a normal boy by the name of Duran. He mostly doodled to pass most of his time, not socializing with the others in the class. He was sitting quietly at his desk as the other kids socialized about various things. That is, until a loud slam of the door swept through the classroom, to which everyone went silent.

It was Principal Keeler, a man of great power and authority, and probably the biggest jerk in the history of principals. He ran the school as if it was a military base, but most kids believed it was more like a concentration camp. “LISTEN UP!” He said loudly, calling every student’s attention to him. “Your teacher is sick today, so instead you will have a substitute.” The students began murmuring among themselves again until Principal Keeler spoke again, this time in a more violent tone. “IF I hear a bad report from the substitute about ANY of you, so help me God I will see you EXPELLED!” He shouted, the blue vein in his bald head just waiting to burst.

In all of the fear that was in the room at that moment, a soft voice echoed through the student’s ears, as the substitute teacher entered the class. “That will do Mr. Keeler,” she said smoothly as she walked towards the center of the classroom. Principal Keeler grumbled and left the class, once again slamming the door on his way out.
In the silence that followed, every eye of every student had been glued to the figure that stood at the head of their classroom. She was young, in fact she looked to be a student straight out of college, maybe even younger than that. She had a pretty but modest face, she wore dark eye shadow and horn-rimmed glasses. Her hair was short and brown, barely coming past her full rosy cheeks. What was most interesting, however, was that she was that she wore a bare-midriff shirt that showed off her pale belly and was buttoned down so low that her breasts threatened to explode out of it. She was indeed like no other teacher in the school. She smiled politely, apparently oblivious to the many stares she was getting.

She cleared her throat and went over to the chalkboard. She wrote something down, but most of the students were still too stunned to pay attention. She turned to face the class again and revealed what she wrote. It said: “Ms. K” in very neat handwriting. She then pronounced with a grin, “Hello class, my name is Ms. K, and I am very pleased to meet you all,” she paused for a response, but instead got more stares. “I…um yes right, now if you could all please open your textbooks to page 209, we can begin the lesson.” The students groaned, apparently she WAS just like other teachers, just considerably better looking. “If you’ll excuse me,” she said, “I have to get something to start off our lesson.” She then shuffled out of the room, leaving the very confused class to talk with each other.

Duran, on the other hand, merely sat there and listened to the conversations around him. One of which, was between a few eager boys who sat near him. Their names were David, Devin, and one that only referred to himself as “Captain Game”. They were all talking excitedly about the appearance of the new teacher.

“Did ya get a look at that belly?” David said enthusiastically.

“I know, it looked so soft and squishy I could’ve just squeezed it right then!” Captain Game remarked. Devin, being the youngest in the group, was still to stunned to speak. “How old do you think she is?” Captain Game asked, apparently convinced that having a young and pretty teacher was too good to be true.

“I don’t know, she can’t be over 18 though, she’s too hot for that!” said David.

“Uh…yeah, I think so too…” Devin replied feebly.

As their conversation continued, Duran suddenly became aware that Ms. K was now re-entering the classroom, but she wasn’t alone. Four girls entered the classroom behind the teacher, each of which were very beautiful by any standard. The rest of the class noticed the girls as well and stared at the four gorgeous ladies. Ms. K noticed the wide-eyed stares and gaping jaws that filled the classroom and smiled deviously. “Class,” she announced, “may I introduce our lesson for today…chapter 13 of your books: ‘The Art of Expansion.’”


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To Be Continued.