I stared up at Mr. Thompson, the hottest science teacher in words history. He always had his dark brown hair ruffled up a bit, unbuttoned shirt and je...ns. He looked over at me, worried eyes. "Oh god, sorry Mackenzie, didn't see you there." He curved his lip at me and I smiled back. "I- It's fine." I replied and he nodded, waving and left, walking up the flight of stairs into his classroom. Kyla grinned at me, mouthing hotty! and then continued to eat her cupcake. Lunch seemed to go my fairly. To the police I point out the ones with knife wounds so they can have the paramedics see to them first. It takes nearly an hour for the police to get statements from the witnesses and all of those involved but not taken to the hospital. The paramedics are much quicker in getting the goons stabilised and off to hospital. I also have them check the girls, and they give Cadi a mild sedative to help calm her down. The cops give us a ride home when they’re finished at the scene.Ripple EffectsAll. After a few strokes in and out of my throat, Mikes cock was hard. He grabbed me by the back of the head and started fucking my mouth. I choked a little and pulled away from his grasp. I told him he better get in there with Ashley before he shot his load down my throat, even though a little later I would be licking up his cum. Mike stepped out of his shorts and walked into Ashleys room with the hard-on I had given him. I few minutes later Mike emerged from Ashleys room, his cock limp this time,. I was not at all happy about it, but I couldn't deny its appropriateness. Before long almost everyone I knew was calling me Head.At least it wasn't shortened from Shithead, I reminded myself sourly. It wasn't until several weeks later that I came to realize it could just have easily come from that moniker.Eddie and Pick put in our applications for the tournaments and clinics we had chosen. Our first event was the first weekend of March in Miami, so Pick began our practices early in February..