Chapter 1
Spike Draco couldn't believe what was going on. The short blonde-haired girl pulled him down the hall. It was no ordinary girl. It was Diamond Tiara Rich. The hot cheerleader captain. She looked back at him with that white million-dollar smile he helped out in History class. Before the big game night, she wore her cheerleading outfit as most would.

Spike was walking out of the class when she grabbed his hand and told him to follow her. It was close to the end of the day anyway. While he was pulled away. He didn't bother asking questions. He was more shocked than anything as he pushed his black broad-rimmed glasses up against his face.
It was such a sight as he heard Diamond Tiara call out.

"Come on, Spike, it should be over here." Diamond Tiara giggled that angelic laugh as she looked so cheerful, the way her golden locks bounced as they hit her exposed cleavage. In that way, it almost looked sensual. Spike gave a gulp as he realized he was staring and tried to push away those dirty thoughts as he asked.

"What do you mean, where are we going?" he asked simply though most of the blood went down to his other brain.

"Oh, you'll see." She said with that broad smile as Diamond Tiara soon dragged him into one of the classrooms; it was one of those empty classrooms filled with desks but was so far out of the way. No one would go out of their way to walk into the room, at least for an hour or two. Spike was pushed into the room as the door closed behind them. Spike imagined hearing a light click as he looked back, seeing Diamond Tiara, who simply ran to him, hugging him tightly. Spike's cheeks turned to beat red. It was the first time he was ever really alone with a girl, at least a girl as pretty as Diamond Tiara Rich. Who smirked, moving in. Her tight uniform showed off her small perky breasts. The way they clung to her. He could almost see her hardened nipples. As he let out a gulp.

"You wanted to see me," Spike said, almost stuttering as he found his heart racing faster.

"Well, I wanted to thank you for helping me out with History class. If my dad found out I was failing History again, he would've kicked me out since I'm eighteen." She said, sounding more bubbled as she got in closer. Her hand grabbed his shoulder. Spike felt his heart skipping a beat as he looked at her. He's tall, lanky body made him a foot taller than the cheerleader, though the way she looked up at him. He somehow felt smaller.

Spike also couldn't help but find himself looking down on her cleavage. The way her hair covered it. While taking slow breaths, it was almost stunning and lustful as he shook his head.

"Hey, it's no problem. It's just me trying to be a good guy and helping out, that's all." His voice turned into a stutter as he tried not to pop a stiffy.

"Oh, but I insist, especially since it's been a long year." The way she spoke softened as she moved her finger up against his cheek, pushed his head up, leaned in, and kissed his neck.

"Plus, I heard today was your birthday. That's pretty cool, so I thought I'd give you a surprise, a very special birthday, Suprise." She giggled while walking away, her hips swaying back and forth as she leaned against the teacher's desk as watched him. Spike's eyes felt like they were steaming up while watching the blonde.

"I mean, yeah, it's my birthday, but what kind of surprise."

"Oh, I know a few things we could try." She bounced onto the table. The smoothness of it as she landed. Spike couldn't help but notice how her panties bounced up, showing she wasn't wearing underwear. He could hardly believe this was happening. Reaching over, Spike pinched his hand, feeling a sharp pain. He had to make sure this wasn't some wet dream.

"I mean, we shouldn't do that; I mean we could go somewhere else." his mind racing as he watched her rubbing the desk overlooking him with such sensual desire and want.

"But come on, where's the fun in that? Imagine the risk of getting caught? The rush of never knowing that someone might walk in on us as we do it at any second. The pleasure just intensifies while it happens to the very bring." Diamond Tiara's voice sounded more haunting as she spoke in that seductive tone. It just seemed to invite. Spike wasn't sure if it was her seductiveness or his dick doing all the talking, but its idea was far more tempting. He shook his head and decided to take the risk.

"You know what, sure, why not? Besides, it's not like we could get caught; we're on the other side of the school." He felt like he was living the ultimate fantasy. Nothing could take this away as Diamond Tiara smirked even wider.

"Well, come on then, birthday boy, come and get your birthday surprise." Diamond Tiara seemed almost giddy as she held onto that smile like she knew something Spike didn't know. He moved in closer, his hands reaching over, grabbing his belt buckle and undoing it as fast as possible. Pulling it away. Before dropping it down. His pants were the next to fall, revealing himself to wear a heart pattern boxer. Spike found himself almost salivating at the prospect of what was about to happen. Going in closer, he suddenly heard the door slam behind him. His body freezing as such a display. His heart-stopping. It only got worst when he listened to his voice.

"What the Heck are you doing with my girl!" the gruff formidable voice spoke loudly as Spike turned his head around and saw him.

It was none other than Button Mash. The school's quarterback and football captain. Compared to Spike, this guy was built like a truck on steroids. Messy hair that if it got any longer in the back, he might as well have made it into a mullet, and older than the two of them being held back a year. As he smacked into it, his hands in a fist, you could hear the clapping sound. Spike looked back at Diamond Tiara for a second and back at him.

"Woah, um, it's not what it looks like, man." He tried waving his hands though looking down, he realized his plants were off as he gave a light chuckle.

"Oh baby, it's exactly what it looks like," Diamond Tiara said with that vixen smirk as she looked over at the jock. Spike shuddered in fear as he imagined what was going to happen next.

"No one messes with my girl, especially some four-eyed nerd who thinks he can fuck my girl while I'm still here," Button Mash said as he spat on the ground and walked over as he grabbed his shoulder. That sadistic smirk on his face as he cracked his neck.

"So are we going to be taking the easy way or the hard way there? Just tell me what you were doing.” Button Mash moved in closer clearly showing he meant business. As Spike gulped and figured it would be better for him to tell the truth.

“Listen, Diamond Tiara pulled me into the room, and said she was going to give me a birthday gift, that's all. It must have been a misunderstanding.”

“Oh no Button Mashy baby, it was none, I remember how you were looking at that girl at Cory’s party and wanted to make you jealous, so I thought I’d get this nerd who’s been helping me to get you,” Diamond Tiara smirked her voice leaving that seductive vixen and turning more calculated as she giggled almost joyfully as she wrapped her arms around Spike's neck.

“So what are you going to do to him baby?” Diamond Tiara giggled while looking off at her Boyfriend. Who just gave a sadistic smirk.

“I think I’ve got an idea.” Button Mash stood over Spike looking at him with an intimidating smirk as he clearly had an idea, and Spike being the lanky guy never stood a chance trying to defend himself.

Diamond Tiara Rich and Button Mash, laughed while they walked off arms around each other as they closed the door looking at each other with loving embrace as they smiled.

“Damn babe, your like so hot,” he said with a chuckle.

“So are you, well come on let's get back to your place before my Dad ask what i’m doing? I don’t want him being a total tool,” she smirked while giving her boyfriend a long passionate kiss, Button Mash reaching down grabbing her ass as they headed off ready for their own personal fun.

Spike was laying on the ground without pants tied up like a hog at the fall festival as he was face down groaning.
“Well this is just great Spike you really fucked up, How the heck are we going to get out of this?” he mumbled to himself, as he let out a long sigh.

“Though maybe we deserve it. We’re such an idiot. What the hell were we even thinking a girl like her would never be attracted to me. Fuck. Why the hell would I even imagine that. I’m nothing.” Spike groaned while trying to break free slipping around he imagined he looked like a warm trying to crawl away. Hell, he felt like a worm crawling.

He laid there for what seemed like a half-hour trying to get out heck he barely managed to get on his feet. Though the moment he did so the door opened and standing there in the doorway was Miss. Harshwhinny. The new History teacher. She was a fine twenty-six-year-old woman who wore a white button-shirt and jeans as she moved in close, her dark Raven hair as she sighed.

“Ok, What happened Now?” Miss Harshwhinny, asked while she headed over and helped him undo the ropes holding him down.

“It’s nothing I swear. Just some joshing that's all.” He said though imagined himself looking more like an idiot saying that.

“Spike listen, I won’t report this but maybe you should tell me who did this, I can keep an eye out for them and get them reported. What they did, its unprofessional and disrespectful it might also be sexual assult.”

“I’m fine, besides if they found out i snitched who knows what they would do to me.”

“Fine but just get going. I’ll clean this up.” Miss. Harshwhinny said while just looking back at the young man who walked out wearing no plants in his hearted boxers.

"You can come to me if anything happens ok," she said her voice calming as it was cared she worried about the young man. Spike would turn around looking towards her for half a second and nod.

“Sure, thanks.” He said with a light sigh. Though when he looked back he thought he saw something. Something falling. Like a notebook. It made him wonder.

“What the heck is that.” Before leaving the room. He raised an eyebrow wondering. as He would head off and check it out.

Spike stood out in the middle of the school yard looking up at the window imagining that was the window when he saw it. On the ground laying, there was a single white notebook. From how far it fell it remained in good condition. His eyes pondered heck the notebook didn't even look dirty while resting on a pile. He reached down to grab it, as he couldn't help but imagine it feeling warm to his grasp. That was when he saw the title, a title that read simply. The Lust Note.

Author's Note

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