Author's Note: If you aren't a fan of erotic stories that don't involve sex, then I suggest you DO NOT read this.
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'Holy shit, she is so hot.'
It was the end of August, and the first day of school in the state of California. Mark was in the school hallway making hard work of getting his textbooks from his locker, until he saw a 5' 10" golden blonde haired, brown eyed girl walking in the center of the hallway. Her name was Amelia Thomas, the head cheerleader, and the center of fantasies for every male in the school, unless you were gay obviously. She had smooth pale skin, with model typed cheekbones, and long muscular legs from her years of cheerleading. She was wearing white converse shoes, a white tank top, and a pair of black booty shorts which highlighted her hourglass figure. Her hair was in a long ponytail which was tied with a light blue scrunchie.
As much as Mark found her face gorgeous, it was no match for what was further down. He, like everyone in the school, saw that she had large milky breasts, which was impossible to miss as it was accentuated by her tight tank top. Mark presumed Amelia was headed to her next class as there was a few minutes until the bell rang.
'I wish a girl like that would see something in me, but no girl will,' He thought as he looked at his own 5' 7" scrawny self in the reflection of his locker.
Mark Davis was a massive nerd. A nice guy, yes, but a massive nerd. Everyone in the school knew it. He never got bullied, but he didn't have friends either. The other students thought that he was, well... odd. He wouldn't talk to anyone; just entered the school, went to his classes, and rode the bus home. Yes, this is what school is designed for, but you should at least try and meet people along the way, which Mark never did. He knew of everyone, but never spoke to them.
Even though he was an outcast among students, Mark was still the smartest person in the whole school. He currently tops his class with a 4.93 out of 5 unweighted GPA, and is projected to maintain that number, if not, raise it throughout this coming year, his senior year. Mark's favorite subject is math, as shown by the fact he is about to head to his 10th period AP Calculus BC class, which is the final one of the day.
Mark was led out of his stupor by the sound of the loud school bell, which signaled he had a minute to get to his next class. He took off running up the two flights of stairs to the second floor, and down the hall until he reached his class out of breath just as the bell rang.
"Wow, right on time," his new math teacher said.
"Couldn't be late for my favorite class, Ms. Nguyen."
"Ah great, someone who knows my name already. That will make it easier to introduce myself to my new class."
Ms. Nguyen proceeded to introduce herself to the rest of the class while also sharing a few stories about herself. Mark was interested in what she had to say, but had a hard time concentrating as his eyes caught Amelia sitting a row to the right, and a few seats behind.
'Holy shit, she is actually in this class? I guess she is smarter than I believed,' Mark thought.
Amelia caught his eye for a moment, and had a knowing smirk on her face. Mark turned away as quickly as he could to face the front of the class where Ms. Nguyen was still talking. What he didn't know is that the beautiful blonde was still staring at him...
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It was now December, the time where students were scrambling to study for final exams, unless you were Mark of course. He had already started reviewing weeks ago, and has now mastered the formulas and topics needed for the test. He was currently in his Calculus class listening to Ms. Nguyen going through the review packet with the class, when the bell rang signaling the end of the school day.
"Remember everyone, the exam is TOMORROW, so I suggest the procrastinators start studying as soon as they get home," Ms. Nguyen said as everyone hurried to leave the class after hearing her announcement.
Mark started to leave the classroom when he felt a hand on his shoulder, along with the soft, angelic, Californian voice of someone calling out to him.
"Hey, Mark."
He turned around to see a female figure standing over him. However, it wasn't just any female figure, it was the one that had been involved in all of his wanking sessions, Amelia Thomas. She was wearing the same converse shoes she always wore, along with brown leggings that visualized her long, muscular legs, and a red hoodie with "USC" on the front, written in yellow, which did well to hide her large bust, but was still very much visible. Her long, blonde hair was not tied today, which made her hotter in the eyes of Mark.
"H-h-hey A-m-melia," he stuttered.
See, talking to people was never Mark's strong point, let alone girls. He was shocked, as well as nervous about the situation since he thought no girl this gorgeous would ever want to be near him, let alone speak to him. Amelia had a little smirk on her face seeing him so nervous.
"Would you be able to help me study for this final? I am on a borderline A for the class, and need to grasp this material so I could get a high grade on the exam. I know you are the smartest student in the class and are guaranteed to get an A, so I thought I would ask you," she said while giving him a dazzling smile.
"Y-y-yea s-sure. W-w-where do you want to do it?" he replied.
"Oh thank you so much, you are a lifesaver," she said. "My parents are out of town for a few days, so my house will be empty. We can study there. You don't have any plans do you?"
"W-w-well no, but I am meant to be having a family dinner this evening."
"Oh nonsense. I'm sure your parents wouldn't mind you missing it if they knew you were helping a classmate with school work. I can make us dinner at my house, I am a very good cook," she said as she gave him a wink.
Mark felt his cheeks blush from this. He knew she was right, his parents would not mind at all. And how could he turn down the chance of being one on one with the hottest girl in school?
"Well, I g-guess I can tell my parents I will be studying with y-you. They won't mind, as long as I am b-back by 11:00," he said.
"Great!" Amelia said with her signature smile on her face which would light up the night sky. "I will make sure you're back in time. Again, thank you so much."
"N-no p-problem," Mark squeaked out.
Amelia grabbed his hand and proceeded to lead him toward her car. She would drive them back to her place, where they proceeded to study for hours.
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The time was now 8:30 PM. Mark and Amelia just had dinner together and were now sitting down at the desk in her room finishing up the last problem, which Amelia was struggling with.
"Ugh, this is impossible," the blonde said with her head in her hands.
"Oh come on Amelia. You were able to do at least four hours worth of problems that I gave you, and now you're giving up?" Mark said.
"Yea I know, but like... my brain is fried."
"I completely understand. I felt the same way when I was studying, but it is worth the struggle if you end up getting the score you want on the exam."
"Yea, I guess that's true. Let me look at the packet again."
Amelia proceeded to work for another 5-10 minutes, and then showed her work to Mark.
"Yep, that's correct, well done. You got the right answer, and your problem solving is perfect as well," he said.
"Oh thank god. I was starting to lose it," she said while laughing, which led to Mark joining her.
"See? I told you it was possible. Now you are fully prepared for the exam tomorrow."
