Chapter 5: Chapter Four

I have a good reason to skip school if I wanted.

But that means Sarah would have to skip school as well and Sarah would do anything but skip school because that's where all her friends are, and besides I had important things to do at school as well. 

So after breakfast at Mrs Patel's place we went back to our house and prepared for school.

Lunch break was a very long wait and I barely paid attention in class. 

I'm not really the studious type but I'm not stupid either. Whenever a test is around the corner I tend to be extra serious because that's the only way I could build up a passable grade at the end of the semester, but just not today.

Today I'm anxious. 

Is she going to bite? Or did she call the cops? She would call the cops. I'm going to jail, ain't I? Whose going to take care of Sarah then? Should I cancel? Would it even make a difference? 

"Dude, you are sweating more than usual today" 

"Fucking mind your business, Carl" 

Last thing I need is a witness. Another set of eyes or ears, especially one as nosy as Carl. 

Finally break time came and I made up my mind and managed to sneak out from the school compound.

I walked a couple of blocks away and went to the park close to Roban Stores, far away from any cameras.

I saw Mrs. Sanders, nervously waiting even though she's  almost completely obscured by the tree.

"You are late" she said as I approached her. 

"Well I'm a kid, I still got school" I replied. "You of all people should know that, after all you are my teacher." 

She's a beauty, Mrs. Sanders. A stunner actually. Not quite at the level of Mrs. Patel but She has youth on her side, and every school kid's attention.

"Mom let's go! Dad's waiting!" a young voice shouted from the street. 

I turned to see a kid poking his head out of the window of Mrs. Sanders' car. 

"Anthony stay in the car, I'm coming!" she yelled back and then passed me the envelope she was holding.

"Let's get this over with" 

I collected it. 

"I thought I told you to come alone?" I said

"He's just a child" Mrs. Sanders countered angrily, and then picked up her bag from the seat. "I hope you keep your own end of our deal" 

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"Of course," I said,tucked the envelope under my armpit and then fished out my phone. 

I lean in very close to her for her to see as I scroll through my gallery. Her sensual, seductive scent hit my nostrils, and my penis stirred. 

"See..." I hard pressed on the 17 minute video she was interested in then clicked delete and then straight to Trash and permanently deleted it. "...done"

"How do I know that's the only copy?" she queried suspiciously. 

"You don't" I said, putting my phone back in my pocket. "But I assure you that it is and you can take my word for it" 

"That's not good enough" 

"I have no reason to lie to you, Mrs. Sanders" I replied calmly. "If I didn't want to delete it I would have say so and still get paid because I know you have no choice and there's nothing you can do about it"

She gave me a look filled of hate and something else I think but her lips didn't move then she took an almost inaudible deep breath and walked out. 

"See you around Mrs. Sanders" I smiled but she didn't turn back.

My eyes diverted to the sway of her beautiful retreating ass, and for a second time my dick thickened and stirred. 

"One at a time, Jude" I reproach myself. "One at a time" 

I looked up to find the kid staring at me. 

I gave him a smile and he smiled back with a little wave. I waved back and his mom drove off. 

As I was returning back to school, I saw Brandon and his band of bullies sneaking out. It was already past break time which made it weird. I paused and as the last of the six was out Rogers saw me. 

"What the fuck you looking at, freak?" Chad asked, quite aggressively. 

"We don't have time for this" Doyle held him back. "This sick bastard ain't worth it"

And with that they ran off. 

Yeah I'm a sick bastard, and that's why I'm always the 'loser' with the longest streak of not getting bullied. Not that I'm particularly strong, some might even say I'm pretty weak, especially when my lean physique is taking into question but you can't attack me with no consequences. I always hit back, and always ten times harder. It doesn't matter how long it takes I will stalk you with a rod in hand till I find the perfect opportunity. 

It gave me a lot of scars and many close call to deaths but I never gave up. 

That's how I got Matt arrested for theft, and found out about Brandon and Mrs. Sanders. 

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