The Delinquent Class

It was a bright monday morning at Coral Coast School for Boys, the students were arriving and getting along to their homerooms for roll call. Set in the Silver coast city, it was a well set school and known for its great sports meets and festivals. But there was another side of the refined boys school, there was one class that ruled the ranks of the school, having the teachers and Principal in a bit of a scared state for a long time......it was known as 'The Delinquent Class'. The feared class where all boys who had bad grades and bad attitudes, so the school decides to put them all in one class to avoid them touching the 'academically better' students. One student was sitting out the side of the main building with two other students, smoking cigarettes, "Hey King, the bells about to go." one mentioned, "Yeah? So what?"

"Just saying. I'll go first, see who the newest sucker is that's gonna battles us." he chuckled, "You do that Frankie.....I'll get there later." he smirked, taking another long drag of his cigarette. Frankie and the other boys crushed the butts and got headed on to home room.

Meanwhile, the Principal had recently hired a specialised teacher and was getting the up to speed with they classes they would be taking over, "I am aware that you will be doing the History class and Acting as the P.E teacher to those misfits, but I would also like for you to act as their main home room teacher. I hear that you quite effective when it comes to your disciplinary style and your no nonsense approach to certain behaviours.....Are you up to the challenge, Miss Weaver?" he asked the lady sitting in the chair opposite of his desk, blushing slightly at the deep cleavage that was being...shown off on this new comer teacher.

"Because many have ...ahem tried to get these misfits into line.....and failed." he sighed, pushing his glasses up a little.

Khloe Weaver pulled up to the school in her tiny red convertible and pulled into a reserved spot near the front. The campus was swarming with students. "Hmm, this is a lot nicer than the last place." She got out of her car and walked around to the passenger side to get a closer look at the school. She could see a bunch of hoodlums gathered in a corner smoking cigarettes over the crest of her dark sunglasses. She scoffed and got her leather bag out of passenger seat and started to walk toward the school, her stiletto heels clicking as she walked.

She met with the principal before classes were to start. He warned her about the class she was going to take over. She was not intimidated in the least. She had dealt with several problem students. She knew exactly how to take care of them. "I am more than up to the challenge, Principal Dodson. I know exactly how to handle these adolescent troublemakers. Leave this to me." She looked at the clock and noticed that it was nearly time for classes to start. "If you will excuse me, I must get to class now." She could see him getting flushed from her ample cleavage. "Good day to you, Principal Dodson." She chuckled and purposely bent over slowly to pick up her briefcase and walked toward the door to leave.

She walked the short distance from the front office to her classroom enjoying all the teenage boys oogling at her as she passed. She heard a few whistles as well as some winking and kisses blown at her. She just looked ahead and entered her classroom to prepare for the long day ahead.

The Principal cleared his throat a little to regain his professional demeanour and sighed, "That woman has....and interest energy about her....I just hope she's able to make a difference with that class..........Especially with HIM." he shuddered thinking of one student in particular.....the known ring leader of the Delinquent Class.
Frankie and his other classmate arrived to the home room, not knowing what kind of teacher was on their way. They came into the room to find the usual, loud and rowdy. Paper balls flying across the room, some talking by the windows and other sitting on the desk and laughing about randoms things and a group even had dirty magazines with them and they were making comment s about the tits and ass of the ladies in the images.

They all shouted in excitement to see Frankie walk in and he laughed, "You assholes looking at tits again?" "Well its hard to get a girl without them glaring at ya first you know!" the one holding the mag said half jokingly.

"True enough." he sniggered, "Cause your dicks so small and they know it." he laughed, "FUCK YOU FRANKIE!" he shouted at him. Frank then remembered, "Hey has everyone heard? A new teacher is on today, so prepare for battle men!" Frank smirked and they all grinned and sniggered. "Hey Where's King?" another student asked.

"You know Jori, he likes to take his time." said Frankie.

Khloe could hear the commotion coming from behind the door as she approached it. She smirked and licked her lips with great anticipation. "Mmm, I can't wait to get my hands on this bunch of delinquents." She opened the door and saw total chaos. Paper balls flying all over the place, groups huddled reading dirty magazines, and all sorts of mayhem.

She slammed the door closed behind her with force to get everyone's attention. Without a word, she slowly walked across the front of the classroom to her desk, letting the misfits get a good look at her. She was not beyond using her body to manipulate others. She picked up a piece of chalk and wrote in big letters, 'Mistress Weaver'. She turned around and faced the class directly. "Good morning students..." She said with an eerie but still sorta sexy tone as if issuing a warning.

They all jumped a little and were all stunned into silence, seeing their curvy GORGEOUS looking woman with a bunch of folders in arm, "Is....this the teacher?" one asked quietly to his friends, they all whispered in surprise and confusion. Frankie on the other hand was feeling an uneasy energy from this....woman. They all hadn't taken their seats yet, still wanting to not move until their King had arrived to them....right now they all felt......wary. 'Where are you boss?' Frankie thought with urgency, really wish their leader was here to lead the way.

"........." they didn't know how to respond to this lady, for one her tits were on display in her deep 'v' jacket and she had a tight skirt on to show off the figure and had a REALLY pretty face. The student with the dirty mad hid it quickly, "Fuck" his whispered to himself. Everyone was feeling two things.....a sense of worry and the feeling of trying to hold back a boner. Once her name was written up, they all were confused at the 'Mistress' part, "Um.......isn't supposed to be MISS?" asked one of the students.

Meanwhile, King was one his way to class after all had arrived already to their rooms, not caring about his tardiness to class or knowing the fact that their was a new teach run the class. One hand in his pants pocket as he casually made his way to class 6 in D building. As he approached the class door, he paused, "............Its quiet......soemthin's up." he thought.

Khloe looked at the student that questioned the way she wished to be addressed with empty eyes. She walked around to the front of the desk slowly and sat down on it, crossing her legs. She picked up a small 12 inch ruler that was sitting on the desk and tapped it on the desk repeatedly. "In this classroom, you ALL will refer to me as Mistress Weaver or simply mistress."

She looked out at the classroom full of pre-pubescent boys. They all seemed so confused. They were not sure how to react to someone like her as she hoped. "Now close your dumbfounded slack jaws and sit down. Class will begin momentarily." When they didn't do as she said right away, she snapped the ruler on the desk. "DID I STUTTER?! SIT! NOW!" She yelled.

They were still baffled by that, "You're a teacher aren't ya? What's with the dominatrix attitude?" one asked and the class laughed at that. They weren't taking her seriously, just thinking she was just some weirdo of a teacher trig to act tough. Though Frankie was still worried about this woman, 'Jori where are you?' he asked himself.

Jori was listening outside the room, "So its a woman...." he peaked in and spotted the new teacher, "......Soooothey brought in some 'scary' personality to set us straight..." he smirked, "We'll see about that." he sniggered to himself. But when she shouted for them all to sit down, they all did so and Jori glared, 'SHe thinks she can boss my troops around.....ooooh this means war.' he waited a little longer to hear, he wanted to come in after roll call.

A satisfied smirk played her lips once the boys finally say down. "Well done, boys." She stood up from the desk and turned around, her heart shaped ass facing them, and reached over the desk to get something from her briefcase. The farther she bent over, the more her already short skirt started to rise over her hips. A small peak of her silky panties was visible for a split second before she turned around and pulled her skirt back down as if it didn't even happen.

She remained standing and took her glasses from the inside pocket of her suit jacket and put them on looking down at the list of names. "I will begin with roll call. When I call your name, raise your hand and say 'here'." She read down the list which was in no particular order. The boys seemed to comply. She got to the last name on the list, "Jori Basker." She looked up over her paper and scanned the room. No one raised their hand to claim the name. She saw an empty desk by the window. "Hmm, can any of you tell me of Mr. Basker's were abouts?" Her eyes scanned the room again wondering if any of them would rat him out.

They all followed her movements and when she bent down they all got squirming in their seats a little seeing a peak of her underwear. 'This woman is not normal!' Frankie was panicking now, 'Jori get your ass here now!!!' he begged mentally. They answered to their names, including Frankie, to avoid what this nutcase was going to do if they didn't reply. But Once again Frankie got panicking when Jori's name was called.

But none would speak out against Jori, which gave the felling that one who is the Ring leader and this group follows was the one who was missing. Outside, Jori sighed, 'Ugh this teacher is a pest.' he clicked his neck, about come into the room.

Khloe just chuckled, "Ah, I understand now...it seems Mr. Basker is the ring leader here." She remained quite as she marked his name showing he was tardy. "Feel free to join us Mr. Basker...the door is open." She said already sensing his presence from the very beginning. She looked up at the door and waited for him to enter and to also see the reaction of the class. They were right to be suspicious of her, she was indeed no ordinary woman.

He frowned, '..................odd harpy.' he said, opening the door and the class looked more relaxed. He had his hands in his pockets and his shirt was loos and messy, with no real care. He yawned, "Yeah yeah." he was worried about her in the least. He casually got walking over to his deck, figuring she would say something to 'make an example' as all the teacher have done before. Frankie was still worried, 'Careful Boss.....she's not normal.......' he was hoping Jori could read his mind right now. Jori glanced to Frankie and grinned, knowing he was probably freaking out with everyone else.

Once he opened the door, she got a good look at him. He was quite a fascinating specimen. It was obvious that he would be a challenge. Just looking at him showed her that he had quite a chip on his shoulder. His uniform was clearly out of dress code and he had what seemed like a permanent scowl on his face. Her eyes followed him as he finally sat down. She observed him exchange glances with the boy called Frankie. It seemed the two were buddies.

Khloe got up off the desk and walked between the rows of desks towards Jori. She put her hand down on his desk and casually leaned over. "Hmm, you're quite handsome even with that ugly scowl on your face." She said and took a hold of his chin lightly. "So, you think you are the one that rules this place? I'll put you in your place soon enough. You have never dealt with a teacher of my caliber." She smirked.

Jori slouched in his seat as he looked forward. But smirked as she came over to him. He didn't react to her comment about his expression. "Well you know about an ugly scowl don't you?" he retorted back to her, not afraid of her in the least. Some of the class tried to not snigger. "I don't think it.....I KNOW it." he said with a cocky assurance, Jori pulled from her grip on his face, "High calibre or not....I'm not in the least bit worried." he yawned again, the classroom very much made him bored.

Some of the class were still worried though, but were feeling better that Jori still had the balls they didn't. Frankie smirked, 'Takes a lot to break Jori....King of Delinquents.' he thought with praise.

"Nor am I, Mr. Basker. Not in the least." She smirked and stood up straight still standing in front of his desk. "I very much look forward to this power struggle and to see who comes out on top." She said and turned around walking back to the front of the classroom.

"Now that everyone is here." She said glancing at Jori for a quick second. "Let's get down to business." She picked up the ruler from the table and lightly smacked it in her open palm as she strode about the front of the room. "Not only will I be your homeroom teacher, but I will also be your History teacher as well as your gym teacher. So look forward to spending nearly half your day with me, boys." She smirked.

"Careful with the phrasing Teach." he sniggered at her. He looked at her ass shape with that tight skirt, 'so she tries to use her looks and her knowledge? Interesting mix.' he thought with a grin still on his lips. All the other boys paled when they heard that, all except Jpri and Frankie, they glanced to each other and Jori nodded with confidence and Frankie smirked back.

'Trust me, Basker...I meant it just like it sounded.' She said to herself chuckling.

"Every day will begin with homeroom, then history. Then you will be released for study hall, lunch, then you will go to the gym for phys ed. Are you mouth breathers following along or am I going too fast?" She said insulting their intelligence levels considering quite a few of these boys had horrible marks. Except Jori and Frankie which surprised her. She did her research before her first day and saw the marks of each of the students and most of them were failing or close to failing. But Jori was the top student in the class which fascinated her.

He looked liked the las sort with him all slumped in his desk, leaning back on his chair as he half listened to her. But the other students were very much worried about her teaching them for THREE whole classes in a row. 'SO the principal got serious has he?' thought Jori, 'We'll see how long it will take to find your cracks in the foundation.' he smirked.

They all looked to Jori who was yawning again, he gave a look of a cocky grin to assure them. "You know talking like you are won't make use want to study more ya know? It just makes you a snarky bitch." Jori said to her. They others tried not to laugh.

She quickly turned her attention back to Jori, "Trading insults are we? Well, you are not wrong. I am very snarky and can be a bitch, especially if you push my buttons the WRONG way. As for the lot of you, I have seen your marks and they are among the lowest in the entire school. I do not sugar coat anything in this classroom. I am not going to praise you or try to so call motivate you. That is bullshit. My tactics are quite different." She explained.

"Since WHEN was anything sugar coated for Class D?" asked Jori, "We're used to it." he said, "If anyone was trying to defend themselves and caught at the tome of beating up the bully we're places HERE...not explained no nothin." he said, "So sorry if we don't believe you'll make a difference." he gave a light glare at her.

Khloe chuckled at his frustration, "I don't really care one way or another. My job is to teach you lot and bring your sorry grades up. I was hired for my...unique abilities to handle misfits like you. Believe me, by the end of this semester you all will be totally different students." She looked up at the clock and saw that it was nearly time for their history class to begin.

"The bell will ring shortly to dismiss homeroom. You have seven minutes to collect your things and get back here on time." She said.

"Once again, calling us that won't help you." he reminded. He looked to the boys and rolled his eyes, "Good luck Miss Bitch." he said. Jori was first to stand u and head out to grab his things, "Let's humour miss Bitch for the time being boys." he smirked as he left the room and the other followed him. Frankie caught up to Jori, "She's not normal Jori, we need to get something done." "Oh I know Frankie....and I notice it, trust me." said Jori.

They all cam back in time and got to their seats.

Khloe sat down at her desk and heaved a sigh once all the boys were gone. She let her head fall back as she crossed her legs. "There is something about that Jori Basker that gets me so hot. That glare of his..." She physically shivered and bit her lip. "This is going to be a fun semester. Once she shook off her momentary lapse, she gathered some papers and put one on each desk. It was basically an outline of the class and a break down of the course material.

She was sitting on the desk with her legs crossed like before as they all filled back in. The bell rang, and she walked to the back to close the door. The fun was about to begin.

"You will find a small packet on your desk. We will go over its contents quickly as it is pretty basic. Take out your textbooks as well as a writing utensil and paper. We are going to jump right into the first chapter once we finish going over the packet."

They all found the packet she spoke of and got looking through them. Once class had began A LOT of them were already falling asleep, except for Jori and Frankie, who were watching for any little quirks or notes of anything they could use against her. 'She's dressing so tight to get our attention in the sexual way....but her personality doesn't make it hot...........it makes it sexy.' Jori grinned, 'Ohhh i could picture bending her over that desk and ramming her from behind........DAMN.' he sniggered.

Frankie blinked seeing Jori's expression and sighed, 'He's fantasying again.' he sighed aloud.

Once they finally finished the boring part of the class, she banged the ruler down HARD on the desk to wake the few that had fallen asleep. "Now, if you would all open your text books to the first chapter we will begin the lesson for today." She faced the white board with her teachers edition book in hand and began writing some things on the board.

A few eyes were glued to her rear as she moved down the board while she wrote.

They all snapped to attention, Jori just sniggered at those who got a fright. But once she was looking the other way, Jori got his weapon ready, a rubber band. he aimed for her ass and got a tight tiny ball of paper to his target. Right in the centre of her right butt cheek.