Random_Bloke
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Hello guys, me again. This is a little event that happened perhaps two or three months after my last with Mrs. H, exams were over and we were now simply turning up to school to finish up the year - classes were extremely boring leading up to prom time, in English for example we spent lessons colouring in maps of New Zealand (our teacher was from New Zealand...teaching English.)
Maths class is where the fun was at. We were still doing real work instead of dossing, much to the disgust of the rest of the class but everything was very laid back - the teacher would set us a load of stuff to do and we were left to do it, so needless to say while the teacher was out of the classroom, me and the guys on my row spent most of the time singing Wham's "wake me up before you go go" to disturb the year 7's next door.
Anyway behind me sat Sinead, 5ft'6 ish, brown hair, curvy body, pretty face - you get the picture, she wasn't half bad. She was pretty yeah, but she was also pretty thick...actually pretty good friends with Liam from the last story. To my right sat my mate Tom and my left another good friend, they were the popular jocks of our year. Directly behind me sat Sinead and her girl friends sat on her left.
I was getting on with my stuff, Tom copying down whatever I wrote...to the extent that I started to write some of the lyrics to Wham and he copied those down too. Sinead must have gotten bored or simply wanted some sort of attention (she flirted about with most of the guys) because she poked her foot through the back of my chair onto my back. She was wearing some sort of black slipper thing with black socks and as it was a rainy day I was not releshing the idea of a dirty foot print on me back...we had white T-shirts as part of the school uniform.
"Alright Sinead?" I asked with a touch of annoyance.
"Yeah, good thanks" she said, the girls to her left laughed a bit.
"Sorry did you need something?" I wanted to continue working, but from the way the girls were laughing I assumed that the mark on my back was worse than I thought.
"What's the state of my back like, big brown shoe print?" I asked my mate Tom, "Nothing there, just lets get back to work...I've crossed out the Wham lyrics."
I started to work again but Sinead flopped something onto the ground behind me and poked her foot through the hole in the back of my chair again but this time she wasn't wearing that shoe. Her black socked foot was actually quite warm despite the weather outside but it was a bit wet if I recall so I got a wet mark on my back. "Need a hand with something?" I asked, wasn't exactly sure what she was after but I was less annoyed now. "No I'm good" she laughed, "any reason why you're jabbing me in the back with your soggy foot Sinead? just fun?" I turned round, "Yeah I'm bored" she said with a lazy smile on her face. "Thank you for choosing me" I smiled back, Tom was jabbing my book with his finger.
"My friend thinks you're fit" Sinead said as if it was a news headline or something. A girl furthest away from Sinead on her left laughed like a muppet "Right...pretty shallow but...cool?" I wasn't really sure what was going on but I wasn't interested in getting into anything during high school, I'd made it a rule of thumb not to engage in any sort of relationship...it was GCSE and it'd all end in grief and who wants that?
I started to get back on with my work again but this time Sinead put her right foot round the chair and onto my right leg. "Ok, ok you're bored! What do you want me to do about it?" I was laughing now, she was persistant. "Uhh, I don't know, do some magic?" she said shrugging with a grin. "Magic? what are you Icelandic?" she laughed, clearly unsure what I meant...In a Geography test a few years back she had put Europe was a country in Asia.
"I tell you what, I won't do magic but I will tickle you if you keep bothering me hows that?" I said in an unconvincing threat. She laughed "I'd rather the magic, but that'll do" she said wiggling her foot about "it's not a 'which would you prefer' type situation, It's a threat" I laughed. She just looked back at me with a confident smirk on her face, I turned round and held her ankle with my right hand and began to tickle her foot quite slowly with my left index and middle finger. At first nothing happened, I kept tickling for must have been about two minutes, she didn't move or flinch - her toes occasionally moved about a bit.
I turned around a bit to look at her, and although she was slightly red in the face she simply grinned back at me. "Given up then?" she said clearly expecting/wanting some more, a couple of her friends looked over curious as to what was going on - they smiled as I assume they caught on. "Never give up, never surrender!" Tom said sat next to me and pointed back at Sinead in a mock threat tone, I'd forgotten he was even there. "Galaxy Quest?" my mate sat to my left said "yeah, was on last night mate" Tom chirped back still looking at Sineads foot.
I started to tickle again this time quicker and I dug in a little bit more, she actually pushed her foot into my fingers every so often as if to make it worse for her "you won't make me laugh" Sinead said unconvincingly, I remember one of her mates jumped in "do under the big toe! I remember in-" (I have no idea what she said after that to be honest) as I continued to tickle I looked back at Sinead who was still grinning, she was obviously ticklish but just stubborn. I spidered my fingers up and down her foot, Tom joined in tickling around the toe area with his index finger, it was more scratching than tickling to be fair, Sinead didn't complain. "Did you say under the big toe Laura?" Tom asked the girl who spoke earlier "yeah" she laughed and looked at Sinead gauging her reactions, Sinead just kept smiling. Tom dug his fingers into the bit just beneath her big toe which immediately made Sinead kick and snigger, we tickled for about 6 seconds before the teacher came back in.
Tom and I stopped tickling and Sinead slipped her foot off of my leg and back into her shoe. "told you" she said cheekily, I looked at her and she smiled back "but it was more fun than magic".
I actually remember getting into a little trouble as I hadn't completed what we were supposed to...but I was in stitches when our teacher looked at what Tom had managed to do in the lesson. The teacher knew Tom was a bit of a fool and therefore laughed about it, it actually helped my case as I was seen to be showing Tom that "copying is not the way to go"...the teacher told the others in the staff room later that day, he earned the nickname "Wham boy".
Maths class is where the fun was at. We were still doing real work instead of dossing, much to the disgust of the rest of the class but everything was very laid back - the teacher would set us a load of stuff to do and we were left to do it, so needless to say while the teacher was out of the classroom, me and the guys on my row spent most of the time singing Wham's "wake me up before you go go" to disturb the year 7's next door.
Anyway behind me sat Sinead, 5ft'6 ish, brown hair, curvy body, pretty face - you get the picture, she wasn't half bad. She was pretty yeah, but she was also pretty thick...actually pretty good friends with Liam from the last story. To my right sat my mate Tom and my left another good friend, they were the popular jocks of our year. Directly behind me sat Sinead and her girl friends sat on her left.
I was getting on with my stuff, Tom copying down whatever I wrote...to the extent that I started to write some of the lyrics to Wham and he copied those down too. Sinead must have gotten bored or simply wanted some sort of attention (she flirted about with most of the guys) because she poked her foot through the back of my chair onto my back. She was wearing some sort of black slipper thing with black socks and as it was a rainy day I was not releshing the idea of a dirty foot print on me back...we had white T-shirts as part of the school uniform.
"Alright Sinead?" I asked with a touch of annoyance.
"Yeah, good thanks" she said, the girls to her left laughed a bit.
"Sorry did you need something?" I wanted to continue working, but from the way the girls were laughing I assumed that the mark on my back was worse than I thought.
"What's the state of my back like, big brown shoe print?" I asked my mate Tom, "Nothing there, just lets get back to work...I've crossed out the Wham lyrics."
I started to work again but Sinead flopped something onto the ground behind me and poked her foot through the hole in the back of my chair again but this time she wasn't wearing that shoe. Her black socked foot was actually quite warm despite the weather outside but it was a bit wet if I recall so I got a wet mark on my back. "Need a hand with something?" I asked, wasn't exactly sure what she was after but I was less annoyed now. "No I'm good" she laughed, "any reason why you're jabbing me in the back with your soggy foot Sinead? just fun?" I turned round, "Yeah I'm bored" she said with a lazy smile on her face. "Thank you for choosing me" I smiled back, Tom was jabbing my book with his finger.
"My friend thinks you're fit" Sinead said as if it was a news headline or something. A girl furthest away from Sinead on her left laughed like a muppet "Right...pretty shallow but...cool?" I wasn't really sure what was going on but I wasn't interested in getting into anything during high school, I'd made it a rule of thumb not to engage in any sort of relationship...it was GCSE and it'd all end in grief and who wants that?
I started to get back on with my work again but this time Sinead put her right foot round the chair and onto my right leg. "Ok, ok you're bored! What do you want me to do about it?" I was laughing now, she was persistant. "Uhh, I don't know, do some magic?" she said shrugging with a grin. "Magic? what are you Icelandic?" she laughed, clearly unsure what I meant...In a Geography test a few years back she had put Europe was a country in Asia.
"I tell you what, I won't do magic but I will tickle you if you keep bothering me hows that?" I said in an unconvincing threat. She laughed "I'd rather the magic, but that'll do" she said wiggling her foot about "it's not a 'which would you prefer' type situation, It's a threat" I laughed. She just looked back at me with a confident smirk on her face, I turned round and held her ankle with my right hand and began to tickle her foot quite slowly with my left index and middle finger. At first nothing happened, I kept tickling for must have been about two minutes, she didn't move or flinch - her toes occasionally moved about a bit.
I turned around a bit to look at her, and although she was slightly red in the face she simply grinned back at me. "Given up then?" she said clearly expecting/wanting some more, a couple of her friends looked over curious as to what was going on - they smiled as I assume they caught on. "Never give up, never surrender!" Tom said sat next to me and pointed back at Sinead in a mock threat tone, I'd forgotten he was even there. "Galaxy Quest?" my mate sat to my left said "yeah, was on last night mate" Tom chirped back still looking at Sineads foot.
I started to tickle again this time quicker and I dug in a little bit more, she actually pushed her foot into my fingers every so often as if to make it worse for her "you won't make me laugh" Sinead said unconvincingly, I remember one of her mates jumped in "do under the big toe! I remember in-" (I have no idea what she said after that to be honest) as I continued to tickle I looked back at Sinead who was still grinning, she was obviously ticklish but just stubborn. I spidered my fingers up and down her foot, Tom joined in tickling around the toe area with his index finger, it was more scratching than tickling to be fair, Sinead didn't complain. "Did you say under the big toe Laura?" Tom asked the girl who spoke earlier "yeah" she laughed and looked at Sinead gauging her reactions, Sinead just kept smiling. Tom dug his fingers into the bit just beneath her big toe which immediately made Sinead kick and snigger, we tickled for about 6 seconds before the teacher came back in.
Tom and I stopped tickling and Sinead slipped her foot off of my leg and back into her shoe. "told you" she said cheekily, I looked at her and she smiled back "but it was more fun than magic".
I actually remember getting into a little trouble as I hadn't completed what we were supposed to...but I was in stitches when our teacher looked at what Tom had managed to do in the lesson. The teacher knew Tom was a bit of a fool and therefore laughed about it, it actually helped my case as I was seen to be showing Tom that "copying is not the way to go"...the teacher told the others in the staff room later that day, he earned the nickname "Wham boy".
