The Geek and the Cheerleader

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I sat on a bench by the parking lot, my feet swinging in the air as they did not quite reach the ground. I waited for my carpool classmates and my mom's minivan to arrive, my hyperactive mind already finding new things to occupy itself. Plotting out the most minute detail in my head, I believed that I had found the proper technique for killing myself. But that's when she walked by.

Glittering, bright blue eyes. Silky, shimmering dark hair. Elfin, dainty face. Perfect smile filled with rows of pearly-white teeth. I'd like to say that these were the first things I noticed about her, but they weren't.

To be certain, she possessed all of these amazing attributes, but my eyes had glued onto her FABULOUS breasts.

I wasn't familiar enough with girls to determine cup size, but they seemed pretty damn big on her petite frame. She wore some tight, quarter-sleeved top with a scooped neck to show off those round, perky globes of heaven that gave every male within a hundred yards an instant woody. And as my vision expanded to the people she was with, I nearly passed out from sensory overload. She was walking with a group of upperclassmen cheerleaders, decked out from head to toe in perky school colors. Well, head to ass, I guess, since their skirts really didn't go down very far.

My mouth dropped open, thoughts of suicide quickly vanishing from my mind as I realized my purpose in life. How could I even think of leaving this world when such heavenly creatures attended my school?

Oh, did I mention that my previous private school had been all-male?

"Hey, Ray! Wake up!"

Crap. Was this nothing but a dream? Oh, but to stay asleep forever and dream such wonderful dreams, to have this angel with me for all eternity.

"Dude, you're gonna drool all over yourself."

"Huh?" I turned my head, tearing myself away from the vision before me. My best friend Marcus was waving his hands in front of my eyes, snapping his fingers to get me to come around.

"Man, one would think you'd never seen a girl before."

I looked back at her departing form, her skintight jeans hugging her every curve as she sashayed down the sidewalk, oblivious to my very existence. "That's no girl. She's all woman."

Marcus gaze followed my own. "That's Amanda. She was in a couple of my classes the last few years, but man did she grow up over the summer." His eyes gazing appreciatively at the females, he clapped me on the shoulder and said, "Welcome to public school."
 
Amanda was heading to the daily trainig session with some other girls and noticed on the corner of her eye how many boys peeked at her. She wasn't yet used to it but she was liking quite a bit.

Up to a couple of months ago, just before summer vacation, she had always been the ugly ducking. She was a bit chubby, she wore glasses and her bust hadn't fully developed. But somehow, during summer, she grew up to the sexy beautiful lady everybody like to look at. It was like a present from God for her 18th birthday. Slender body, nice bust, and she could finally use contact lenses. It was a complete change. Damn, she had even got Jamie, cuttest high school boy, to date her. They had only been together for a couple of weeks, but she could tell he was really interested in her. And he didn't seem too anxious to getting to second base, which made Amanda happy, because that was her first boyfriend and she was still a bit shy.

And, her body change had also got her a position in the cheerleader team, something she had been wanting for a long time.

But, unfortunately, this last year at high school was a bit too hard and she hadn't got such good marks the previous year. Her parents had told her that if they didn't improve, she would have to leave the cheerleader team. She had thought about asking someone to help her with the difficult subjects, but the thing was that she was the best in her school. And she couldn't get a tutor, 'cause she didn't have the money. But she needed better marks if she wanted to go to College. And she really wanted to be a nurse. So she was foreseeing a lot of hours locked in her room studying, without being able to spend her time with Jamie. Crap! now that I caught him.... She was quite disappointing, but studies were the first thing on her mind.

On her way to the gym she noticed a new boy, sitting on a bench by the parking lot. New guy! she thought. That's exciting! They didn't get many new people.

 
As the bell rang, Ray shuffled off to his first class. Calculus. It was his specialty. He was good at most subjects, but he had a talent for calculus. If only the girls went for guys with that type of talent, not for throwing a ball very far.

He took a seat towards the back of the class. He knew most of the coursework already, so paying attention wasn't important in this class. Instead, he used it to stare at the pretty girls, who would be the bread and butter of his nightly masturbation sessions.

He knew all about sex, only in theory of course. But the closest he had come to being with a girl was seeing his sister come out of the bathroom without a towel, naked as the day as she born.
 
Amanda headed for her first class, and she was almost late. She had been flirting with Jamie at the backyard and she hadn't heard the bell rang. Only when they noticed the other couples leaving they new they were going to be late.

But, luckily, Mr. Jenkins was late too and she got in the class just in time. As usual, the seats in the first rows were empty and she sat down by the window. She liked looking out once in a while and checking the vast sky.

Suddenly the door was closed and she heard Mr. Jenkins shout.

"Boys, silence please. I'm Mr. Jenkins and I'm going to teach you Calculus this year. I know you hate this subject, but you just have to learn your numbers. So please, open your page..."

Amanda didn't really hate Calculus. But the thing was damn difficult, and she thought she didn't really need to know all that stuff. The lesson was a torture, but she just kept thinking about college and she did her best to understand everything mr. Jenkins was saying. She asked a lot of questions during the class and many students whispered every time she opened her mouth. She even heard some "breast", "sexy", "perky" over the murmur. She was just tired of it.
 
Ray sat up once he saw the girl he had noticed earlier. 'Amanda', he thought. He didn't pay much attention to the rest of the class. He spent it staring at Amanda, the goddess. Her body was just out of this world, and her eyes sparkled everytime she smiled. She would be in Ray's mind that night as he shamelessly spent another night alone, fantasizing about girls he never had a shot had.

Class ended and it was on to the next. But all day, he couldn't get Amanda out of his head. At least he had the academic decathlon after school to distract him for a couple of hours.
 
After a week, Amanda noticed that Ray was quite good at calculum and decided to ask him for help. Although she tried hard, she kept having trouble with the subject, and she was sure he would be happy to help her. She always noticed him staring at her, not at it was different with other guys. But he would never tell her anything.

So that day, after the class, she waited for him sitting on her desk by the window. As usual Ray had sat on the back and she watched him coming to the front of the class.

"Hey, Ray, can I talk to you for a minute?", she said when he was close to her.

She thought about flirting with him. But she knew it wouldn't be necessary. He was already her fan, so she wouldn't need the stupid smile, the hitching up the skirt hem, or the flirty tone. She could be herself.

"I was wondering if you could help me with this subject? You seem to know a lot and I could use your knowledge..."
 
Ray sat at the desk next to Amanda. He pondered if he should help her. In the week she had been there, all he saw was another cheerleader who only cared about her boyfriend and fitting in. But he decided to give her the benefit of the doubt.

"Sure. I've academic decathlon training after school, but I'll meet you after that. Library at 5, don't be late".

He turned his attention to the teacher who had just arrived.
 
At 4.45 Amanda was already sitting in the library. She wanted to check the notes she had taken in class before Ray arrived. She didn't want to look like the stupid blonde girl with nothing in her brain.

She wondered whether it would be a good idea to be in the library. There was nobody in there, students preferred spending the afternoon in the park or in the mall. But that place was suposed to stay silent. How could she ask him things in silence? Maybe next time they could meet in her house, or in his, if he preferred. She just needed his help, she would do anything for him to help her.
 
Ray finished with the decathlon team five minutes early, and high tailed it to the library. Part of him really wanted to help Amanda because it might land him a chance with her. But the more rational part of him didn't see that and saw this as a giant waste of time.

Just before he got to the library, he stopped for a drink of water at the fountain. As he stood up, he stared right into a classroom, whose door was slightly ajar. Inside was Amanda's boyfriend. He wasn't alone, and they weren't doing a study session, unless the subject was each other's tonsils. Ray back away slowly, really hoping they didn't see him. When he was out of sight of the room, he ran the short remaining distance to the library.

Ray's mind was now in turmoil. Should he tell Amanda? He didn't feel like it was his place to do so. He didn't know at all really, other than being the fantasy of his nightly masturbation sessions.

He entered the library to find it almost deserted. He knew it would be, so it was the perfect study place for them. The librarian had gone home, so they didn't have to worry about being noisy. He spotted Amanda at a table by the bay windows.

"Hi", he said, sitting down. He opened his books and took out his hotes.

"Ok, so what exactly do you need help on?"
 
"Hi Ray", she said with a smile when he entered the room. They were alone, so they could speak freely.

"First of all, thank you so much for helping me. I really need to improve my marks." she started explaining while he was sitting down by her side. "I want to go to University and I'm afraid my marks should be better if I want to have better options".

"So... maybe you could help me with Calculum. I've notice you are quite bored in class, so I understand you know everything quite well... while I find it quite difficult just to follow Mr. Jenkins. Languages I find easy, but numbers... are not just my thing.".

She was a bit worried about the paying thing. She thought she wouldn't mention it, he should be the one to bring it up.

"If you have the time, I would really appreciate you help...", she said, placing her hand over his.
 
Ray stiffened when he felt her hand over his. She seemed like a genuine nice girl, but she acted fake around the crowd she hung out with at school. Maybe if she knew what an asshole her boyfriend was, she'd face up to who she really was.

But Ray knew he couldn't say anything, not yet anyway. He didn't know her at all.

"I am happy to help, but I charge 15 bucks an hour. We can maybe meet up 2 to 3 times a week, and I might be able to catch you up. But I can't make any promises."

They got started, starting with the Leibniz notation. Ray knew this like the back of his hand. He tried to break it down as simply as he could for Amanda. He waited for her to make her notes before moving on.
 
15 an hour, 2 times a week. That'd make 120 a month... Well, it wasn't that much, but Amanda thought she might try and lower his fare in the next class. Well, she hoped there would be a next class, but maybe she find Ray's explanations difficult too.

So she started taking notes and Leibniz notation didn't seem that difficult when ray explained to her. Amanda started thinking it had been the greatest idea. Maybe she could even get a high mark in the next exam.

When the hour finished, she had got quite a good idea of what Ray had been explaining, and she was quite happy with him. She could have kissed him.

"Ray, you are a wonderful teacher. This doesn't look that difficult now.", she said as she gathered her things. She started to think about ways she could do for him, 15 bucks didn't seem enough.

"Um... maybe you have plans but... tomorrow night there's a party at Lucy's place, her parents are away for the weekend. Maybe you'd like to come?". Amanda knew that since he was new in town, he might haven't been invited yet. And she might even help him find a girl. Lots of girls would surely be interested in a guy like him.
 
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