Senior Year at a New School: Navigating Fresh Faces and Unexpected Encounters

Chapter 3

The next morning I woke up to the sound of that jarring rock song blaring from my phone. I was still a little groggy since I hadn't fallen asleep till late due to my awesome masturbation session. Slowly raising my head I grabbed the phone and turned off the alarm. Yawning, I swung my legs off the bed and walked over to my dresser. Well, I thought, time to see what kind of outfit I can come up with that won't give Beth a heart attack. Rummaging through things for a while, I finally picked one out. It was a pink sweatshirt that I thought would look good on a girl, so I tried it out. It was nice and snug and felt comfortable, so I took a look in the mirror. It was then I realized I'd forgotten a bra and if I went to school like this I could get in major trouble. Quickly putting on my strapless bra, I looked in the mirror again. Nodding in satisfaction, I couldn't help be please that there was also a bit of cleavage visible. Not a lot mind you, but when I bent over I gave myself a great view. Grinning I then pulled on some panties, remembering just in time to shrink my cock. Beth and I had added some extra, silk lining last night and so when I looked at myself carefully in the mirror I couldn't tell that there was anything out of the ordinary. Finally, I pulled on some skinny jeans that I thought framed my ass rather nicely. Giving myself a little spank, I grinned at my reflection.

Then I caught myself. This was totally new, this thinking about how my clothing framed my body. I'd never, ever done that before. But still, I liked it. Feeling a bit puzzled, I grabbed my backpack and a jacket and headed out. I got to the bus stop just as the bus arrived, and I was happy for it. It was just a bit chilly out, and the cool wind nipped at my nose and ears as I walked. I was glad that my parents had gotten me an apartment so close to the school, because I only had a five minute bus ride before we were there. It was a fairly large school, and I could see other buses arriving and all the high schoolers streaming out of them and toward the doors. I was sitting by myself in the back, watching as the various students greeted each other after summer break. I was the last one off the bus, and as I stepped back into the cold morning air, I took a deep breath to steady myself. It was simple, report to the principle, tell him I'm Jane Kilan, and begin classes. That was it.

My sneakers padded noiselessly across the pavement as I joined the throng of kids going into the school. It wasn't a huge school, but I figured almost every student was around me right now for the first day of school. As I walked in the door, I realized it was pretty similar to my old school, and I had no trouble finding the principal's office. Taking another deep breath and with my heart hammering against my ribs, I raised my hand and knocked.

"Come in!"

Stepping inside I saw Principal Gordan sitting at his desk. I was expecting a middle aged man with a bald head and glasses. Instead I saw a middle aged man with a goatee, black hair tied back in a pony tail, and a brilliant smile.
"Hello Miss..."
"Jane!" I said a bit too quickly, and then forced myself to relax. "Jane Kilan. I'm transferring for my Senior year here."
His smile grew wider as he pulled out a piece of paper.
"Miss Kilan, of course! I have your class schedule all ready here for you. I hope you enjoy it here."
I smiled and took the paper, feeling much better that I wasn't going to be grilled my a grumpy principal.
"Thank you Principal, I'm sure I will."
With a little wave goodbye I turned out of the office before he started chatting. I liked him, but I didn't want him to ask the wrong question. After I got all my class timing down and where they were, I headed off. The time before lunch wasn't much to talk about. I went to the classes and had an easy time with them, and I met Beth in the second one. She was careful to sit close to me at ever class, and having her there was nice even though we didn't get a real chance to talk. The teachers were pleasant and nothing special happened. The last class before lunch was taught by Mrs. Dell, a woman who looked to be in her mid-thirties. She was tall, with dark brown hair coming down to her shoulders. She had a bit of a low voice, it made her seem a bit stronger and more in control, but no less feminine. Her green eyes were constantly roaming and taking everything in through her horn rimmed glasses. She seemed to take special notice of me when we came in and after everyone was seated she spoke.
"Miss, I believe I've never seen you here before."
"Uh, no my name is," and I nearly said John, "Jane Ma'am. I transferred here for my senior year."
She smiled at me, her eyes glinting with something I didn't recognize. "Nice to see you here Jane. I hope you learn a lot and enjoy you're year here." The way she said it made it sound like her words had a double meaning, especially since she held her gaze on me for a moment longer than was necessary. Then she went right on to teach Biology like nothing happened.

At lunch I walked into the cafeteria and was met by the usual scene: all the different grades milling about, the groups of friends sitting together. I looked at Beth as we got our trays of food and asked the obvious question.
"Where do you think we should sit?"
She shrugged and I scanned the room. I saw at the far side an interesting table that I thought provided an opportunity. There were eight people sitting there and they were both guys and girls. You could see where the cheerleader table was, where the nerd table was, and where the jock table was. This one seemed to be none of them. I could tell not all the kids were the same grade, and so I decided to head over there. After pointing it out to Beth we wove our way through the tables and approached the target one.
I cleared my throat and instantly eight heads looked in my direction, three girls and five boys.
"Mind if we sit here? We're new," Beth asked with a smile.
Immediately eight voices welcomed us and they all scooted over to give us room. Pleased and surprised by the friendly response, I sat down at

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