A Super school (me and Black Canary)

Brian was an average boy who was never really popular and perfer to hang around the social outcasts. He had a nice slim body and short blond hair. He also had a golden ring in his eyebrow. He never listened to his teachers about the ring, though he did wear the school uniform which consisted of grey trousers, black jersey, black shoes, aqua blue tie and white shirt. He was facinated with a girl in his class. She was very beautiful, in his eyes, even though the cloths he mostly wore were baggy, unless wearing her school uniform. All females had a similar uniform, but had a choice between black tight trousers, or black skirt. Hair was also tied back and both guys and girls have the choice of colours for socks to be either white, black or grey.

Brian was now sitting in the library, tailing this girl from social studies and watching her, enjoying the treat for his eyes. He was also tempted to ask her out, but a fear was that they were already great friends, and he didn't want to ruin that if something went wrong.

((heh sorry I have a thing school uniforms and I think about every school here in england has uniform mandatory so I'm more used to that atmostphere.))

(We NEED mandatory uniforms in north america...evens out the status pool a little more. Also: They're kinda hot.)

She sat in the library, leafing through a stack of books. To the casual observer, she was obviously looking for sometihng specific. She scanned each page for a short moment, then flipped to the next, going through the books quickly. When finished with one, she put it aside, and picked up the next, going through with the same intense focus. Her fingertip, which trailed along the page, only stopped moving occasionally, to brush a lock of her shaggy dark hair out of her face.

She wore the black skirt version of the school uniform, with the black jacket and mary jane shoes in black. The white shirt matched her knee high white socks, and her Aqua tie was a little loose, the top button of her shirt undone. Occasionally, as if restricted by it, she tugged on her tie a bit.

One might have thought her seeking a specific bit of information, but they would be wrong. Grace was reading. Each word, each page. One by one...she was reading every book in the library. At the slow pace she was going, it might take her a month. At her true speed...it would take her less than a school day, if uninterrupted. And unobserved.

Grace was a metahuman. A speedster. She didn't go out for track, or field hockey. She stayed as far from the gym as possible...because she couldn't seem to control her speed. The only other thing she couldn't seem to get a hold of...was her hormones. When her mind could absorb and process in an instant what took a whole class for her fellow students...she tended to get bored. With her hormones doing the speedster routine and going up and down all the time...Grace always kept three changes of panties in her gym bag.

Black Canary wrote:

(We NEED mandatory uniforms in north america...evens out the status pool a little more. Also: They're kinda hot.)

She sat in the library, leafing through a stack of books. To the casual observer, she was obviously looking for sometihng specific. She scanned each page for a short moment, then flipped to the next, going through the books quickly. When finished with one, she put it aside, and picked up the next, going through with the same intense focus. Her fingertip, which trailed along the page, only stopped moving occasionally, to brush a lock of her shaggy dark hair out of her face.

She wore the black skirt version of the school uniform, with the black jacket and mary jane shoes in black. The white shirt matched her knee high white socks, and her Aqua tie was a little loose, the top button of her shirt undone. Occasionally, as if restricted by it, she tugged on her tie a bit.

One might have thought her seeking a specific bit of information, but they would be wrong. Grace was reading. Each word, each page. One by one...she was reading every book in the library. At the slow pace she was going, it might take her a month. At her true speed...it would take her less than a school day, if uninterrupted. And unobserved.

Grace was a metahuman. A speedster. She didn't go out for track, or field hockey. She stayed as far from the gym as possible...because she couldn't seem to control her speed. The only other thing she couldn't seem to get a hold of...was her hormones. When her mind could absorb and process in an instant what took a whole class for her fellow students...she tended to get bored. With her hormones doing the speedster routine and going up and down all the time...Grace always kept three changes of panties in her gym bag.

Brian smiled as he saw her reading her books and move to sit next to her.
"Still reading are we Grace?" he asked and looked over to her. Many people thought of her to look ugly, perhaps even strange, but all he saw was beauty. He lightly put down his backpack under the table and began to look through it, pulling out some of his homework so he wouldn't need to do anything at home. "I can't beleive how fast you can read." he smiled as he looked at her. He wanted to tell her what he really felt like to her.

Grace glanced up as Brian sat down beside her. She smiled, blushing a little. She constantly worried that he would find out what a freak she was. She liked him, but wouldn't risk exposing herself as a meta to him. She wanted to have at least one person in the world who liked her, despite how odd she acted. "Umm...yeah. I took this speed reading course once." she lied, and flicked the book closed, finished. "Whatcha working on?" she asked, pushing the books aside. As much as she liked reading, she liked Brian's attention more. He was one of the main reasons she carried extra panties.

She brushed her long ponytail over her shoulder, and scratched the tip of her button nose with a fingertip as he pulled out his work. Grace was smart; she got all A's in her classes. Brian likely still didn't need her help, so she didn't offer. She didn't spend much time doing her work; she played video games. When you were a speedster, you didn't spend much time doing anything.

"It's just some home work I've been given today. Needs to be out of the way if I want to have any fun at home alone tonight." he smiled as he opened the pages to maths and groaned as he stared at the calculations. He then turned to her with his usually embaressed gaze. "I'm sorry to ask, but do you think you can help me?2 he asked her as he looked down at the work, not knowing what to do. As she leaned closer he couldn't resist, but to lightly sniff the air, enjoying the smell of her and wanting to kiss her so much.

Grace smiled. "Sure. Anytime, Brian." she offered, and took his pencil. "Okay...the answer to this one is 42." she said idly, then stopped. "Umm...what were you planning on doing tonight?" she asked, since it was a friday night. "Because my parents are out...I was just gonna order a pizza and watch movies...If you don't have anything better to do...you're welcome to come over and join me." she offered, half shy. They'd hung out a hundred times, at either home...but lately just being within ten feet of him was making her crazy. She looked up, and discovered how close they were. She blushed, and leaned back a little. "You could tell your parents your friend the super geek is helping you with your math." she added, covering the blush with a joke.

He smiled and nodded as he looked at it and smiled. "How did you get 42 from that?" he asked, but when she asked about what he was planning he was guessing where it went. "Well...I have nothing important to do after this is finished. My parents will be out too. Should I follow you back home after school? it would make sense afterall." he told her and his eyes moved to her neck, watching the unbottoned area of her shirt, almost wanting to open it now and take her here in the library, but instead he bit his lip as he looked up at her eyes. "yeah that would be best. My parents know how bad I am in maths." he laughed as he told this truth.

((Too bad he's not bad at English...I suck at math ))

"I'll explain it to you later, if you REALLY want to know." she laughed. Grace leaned back, and tugged at her collar. The uniforms always felt so restrictive; she didn't mind the skirt, but the shirts weren't flexible at all, and the material sucked. "I don't drive, remember? So...you can offer me a ride if you drove, or you can walk home with me. Unless you wanna go home and ditch the schoolboy look, then meet me at my place?" she suggested. She wanted to be able to run home; her place needed a good 'speed-clean' in the truest sense of the words. It would take her less than five minutes to make her house spotless. As it was, her room was a disaster.

She saw his eyes follow her collar, and felt a little spot of wetness begin in her panties, almost before she realized what she was thinking. No no no, Gracie! No picturing Brian doing naughty things to you in the Library. Down that road lies madness, masturbation, and a need for clean panties. For the second time today. she lectured herself. She crossed her legs, and shoved the thoughts away, picturing her messy house instead and trying to kill the urges moving through her body.

((We still want to have her rescue him?))

((me too. rarther crap really. and yeah, but I meant something later on...to keep the rp interesting later when they're together or something))

"Well...I guess It would be better to get out of this uniform, I find it so uncomfortable that I wish I could just strip right out of it. Especially when I get sweaty in my tight gym uniform." ((*smirks*)) Brian laughed as he told her this. He sighed then and bit his lip, knowing she must've seen him looking at her. He then began to think on what she said and nodded. "yeah I think it would be best that we go home and get out of this clothing. We could watch a movie of your choice and I'll pick it up if you want?" he asked and smiled to her happily.

"Unless you want me to choose a few of my many movies to bring over...and a few since my parents will be out for a few days I was wondering...can I stay over too? If I can then packing my bag will also take the time you need to clean up." he smirked as he said this. He knew exactly how untidy she was.

Grace blushed, and hid her face in her hands. "Ugh! Mom's so busy she never cleans, and dad's never home either...they're both heading out of town on midnight flights." she sighed. "I guess it's okay if you spend the night...you can stay the weekend if you want." she offered, then laughed. "As long as you don't mind my invader zim pyjamas." she added.

"We can just hang out and watch movies and have a break from 'uniform world'." she added, tugging on her collar again with distaste. She noticed a second button had come undone, but she didn't bother doing it back up. When she leaned forwards again to look at his papers, she knew he could see down her collar. She could feel herself getting wetter, but did it anyways. She'd change her panties when she got home.

"Let's get this math done, and we can both go change." she said firmly.

((Shall we skip ahead to sending them home?))

((lol sure and you did that flirty thing just as I did with my character talking about getting naked hehe))

"It's alright...if you're not done when I get there, I'll help and pack for the ententire weekend too." he laughed as she said about her pyjamas. Hehe...I wouldn't mind removing them and showing her the world of sex...which I have yet to enjoy myself. he thought and felt himself hard, pressing against the table and he gave off a light groan. Down boy, down! he thought quickly. Time was also running and it was getting close to the end of the day too.

Once it felt like it was softening he looked to his work and then noticed her move close again, showing now that the second button was undone and he could see down her colar and even notice the colour of her bra. This turned him on even more and he bit his bottom lip, sure that he could probably lift the table if this continued, but eventually he got it to go flaccid again at the end of their maths when the bell rang.

They said their goodbyes, even though a few of their lessons were still together and once the end of the day came he smiled to her, heading over to her and smiling. "Right...what movies shall I get, since you know what an extensive collecting I have." he laughed as he looked at her, knowing that she would know that to be true.

Once chosen he smiled getting into the car. "Hey...how about I drop you off first since your house is kind of on the way? Then I'll head to mine, get the cloths and DVDs to bring." he smiled as he sat and waited for her answer.

"A ride? Sure. Love one." she nodded, and they headed out to his car. "Hmm...no comedies, I snort when I laugh." Grace joked. Maybe I should just tell him to bring porn. her brain said, just as she opened her mouth and jokingly asked. "Got any porn?"

Her face flushed brightly, and she waved her hands a little, embarassed. "I was totally joking, I swear." she stated. "Bring whatever you want. Just don't forget your toothbrush." she grinned, getting in his car once it was unlocked. Good job, Speedster! Let your mouth and your brain run at the same speed!

Brian laughed at what she said about the comedies. "I don't mind that. I think it's cute." he suddenly said and blushd deeply when he did, embarressed that he said such a thing to her. He heard her mention porn and continued to blush. "Err...yeah." he now just dug himself a hole as now she said that she was joking.

"I wouldn't forget my toothbrush...why so suddenly want to make sure that I bring it?" he now asked wondering. This whole conversation had confused him and made him very embaressed, though he enjoyed driving her back to her home.

"It's a joke, silly. Besides...morning breath? Talk about Ew." she laughed. "So just bring some movies and your stuff...I'll throw down the sofa bed, and we can just hang out all weekend." she stated. "Just leave me enough time to clean before you show up, huh?" she asked, sitting in the car as he drove.

What she really wanted, aside from cleaning up, is to change her panties, and put a load into the wash. If they were going to hang out the whole weekend...she was going to need a steady supply of clean panties.

Brian smiled as he listened and nodded, makeing sure to keep his eye on the road before arriving outside her home and stopping, looking over to her ot let her out. "I'll be sure to take as long as you need." he laughed, knowing that she was at times unusually fast, but he never gave it a second thought, he was often slow.

"So...you want me to get a horror?" he smiled and laughed, not able to remember what she said and liking the idea of being able to put his arms around her.

Grace laughed, and opened the door, but didn't get out. "Horror?" she asked. She loved horror movies. She ate them up. But they hadn't ever watched one together...and the thought of being able to curl up next to him...feigning fear...yeah. That could be fun.

"Sure, why not. Been a while since I've seen one." she said, and stepped out, unaware that she came perilously close to him seeing her rear end. "Gimme half an hour, okay?" she asked. "It's not as bad as usual." she lied smoothly. With a wave, she headed to her door, unlocking it and going inside with only one backward glance as he drove away.

When he was out of sight, Grace groaned, and closed the door. She had a lot to do...thank god she could do it at damned near the speed of sound.

Black Canary wrote:

Grace laughed, and opened the door, but didn't get out. "Horror?" she asked. She loved horror movies. She ate them up. But they hadn't ever watched one together...and the thought of being able to curl up next to him...feigning fear...yeah. That could be fun.

"Sure, why not. Been a while since I've seen one." she said, and stepped out, unaware that she came perilously close to him seeing her rear end. "Gimme half an hour, okay?" she asked. "It's not as bad as usual." she lied smoothly. With a wave, she headed to her door, unlocking it and going inside with only one backward glance as he drove away.

When he was out of sight, Grace groaned, and closed the door. She had a lot to do...thank god she could do it at damned near the speed of sound.

Brian smiled as he looked at her and nodded. His eyes fixed on her as nearly saw her ass, but missed so he decided to drive off. His first stop was ofcourse his own home. Grace shouldn't worry about the time since it always too Brian too long to change, after a 5 minute drive to his home he managed to take 15 minutes changing, not sure what ware as he was going to go over to her and tell her. He needed to choose something good.

He eventually left, wearing a short sleeved black shirt, with a white skull and bones on the chest. He put a holdren ring with a diamond in it, into his ear where his other ring was. He now wore blue jeans to go with everything. He was happy how his appearence turned out and then took another 10 minutes to pack. After this he was ruching, knwoing his 30 minutes were up. He drove fast, but had to be sure not too fast as he want to pick up a DVD of the film, SAW 3. He had learnt it was very violent and someone told him their lover jumped onto their lap. It couldn't fail as he made his way, more relaxed now arriving having used up an entire 45 minutes instead of simply 30.

Grace took seven minutes and thirty two seconds to clean her house from top to bottom. It took her fifteen seconds to put on a load of laundry, and one minute to mix a batch of cookies and throw them in the oven. She set the timer for twelve minutes, and ran up the stairs.

Grace changed. And changed again. Then she changed again. She changed a total of twenty three times before deciding on something that was NOT her usual outfit. Grace usually wore baggy clothes. A hoodie and a pair of beat up jeans, a pair of socks and vans. She wasn't much for girly clothes. But this was a bit of a special occasion. Instead of baggy jeans, she chose a pair of close fitting faded denim capris, and just bare feet in the house, since the floors were all clean. Under the capris she wore a lacy white thong, in case he ended up getting a peek when she bent over or something. She had several that were all the same; if she had to change her panties for any reason, at least they would be consistent.

She wore a bra that matched, and a little white tank top that said 'I eat kittens for fun' on the front of it. Her hair she took out of her ponytail, and brushed it free of tangles. "Okay. I think I can survive this without just raping him. Sure." she said dryly, and tossed the brush on her dresser, heading back downstairs to take the cookies out of the oven, and wait.

Brian smiled as he drove up to her house and sounded the horn to get her attention. He also bought some toffee popcorn in the bag with the movie and one of her favurite chocolate bars. He enjoyed giving ehr things, but more romantic this time.

Brian walked into her house after she answer, but not before he was staring at her beautiful form. She just looked so beautiful this way. She was so amazing. Now he feared if he would crawl into her bed tonight.

"I brought you something." he smiled taking hte large bar of chocolate out for her and handing it over, hopeing she liked it, especially with the toffee popcorn and a movie for them both to watch a film together. He wondered if the theory ever worked.

Grace let Brian in, admiring his body as he walked past. Those uniforms did nothing for anybody's body. Seeing him in Jeans was better than the stupid uniform. Then he said he brought her something, and presented her with her favorite chocolate bar.

"Baby Ruth? Yay!" she giggled, and hugged him for an instant, before letting him go. "I have a pint of ice cream that will go perfect with this later." she stated, closing the door behind him. "What movie did you rent?" she asked, then sighed. "I'm such a geek. I forgot to pull out the sofa bed." she stated, and led him into the kitchen, putting the chocolate bar on the counter. She tried to be careful with sugar; she got hyper easily. Being hyper made her a little stupid; she tended to blurt things out before she thought about them...like the comment about porn earlier that day.

She tugged the cushions off the couch, and easily lifted the bed part out. It was made up already. "Go ahead and throw that in, Brian. I'll grab some pillows." she stated, and when she was out of sight, she zipped ahead to her room for the pillows.

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