Chapter 1:

Hi guys, here's Jack and to introduce you to my story I'll have to warn you that there may be some more or less crazy fantasies in this story. This story is about me and my school. And the girls that were in this school, if you know what I mean... The boys in my class level including me actually had to fantasize a lot because... let's say our class level was not the most beautiful among all classes in terms of girls. In short: our class level was pretty ugly. Of course there were some exceptions, but you know, there was no girl that had it all. First: a beautiful face. Second: a nice booty. Third: some gorgeous tits. And to the regret of the boys of our class level, the class level above and below us, was filled with gorgeous looking girls. And with gorgeous I don't mean that type of girl that you'd like to have a relationship with. The type of girls you'd only like to fuck, because their personalities are absolut shit. They behaved like the stereotype bitches you know from social media. That's it for the introduction, let's start with the story.

As I said, my name is Jack and I lived in southern Germany, basically at the border to Switzerland. What's to say about me as a person is, that I am 1.87m (~6 ft.)tall 18 years old and that I wasn't the most handsome looking guy at the school but still not ugly, defenitely not. I prefer girls with rather big butts than big boobs, I don't know why but I think that well formed buttocks are more beautiful than big boobs.

It was the first day of scholl after the summer holidays when my best friend Phil told me, that a girl would participate in our classes from now on. I just thought myself that this will propably be an ugly girl again, just like always. Ohh damn I was wrong. Her face instantly returned to my mind when I saw her for the first time in our class. I've seen her some times in school. She was about 1.75m (5.74 ft.) tall and had a very well build body. Not that she was muscular or something but you couldn't see a tiny bit of fat or cellulite on her legs whenever she wore hot-pants or something like that. She was very well tanned, not too dark but not too bright, just perfect. Her face was absolutely gorgeous. A normal forehead followed by 2 bright blue eyes and a beatiful tiny nose. Her mouth was crying for kisses. She had tiny breasts but still they were there even though it was probably a Push-Up bra. Her booty was an absolute dream. It was just perfect, like everything about her. Not too big but just so damn well formed and attention-grabbing. The longer I watched her in class the more beatiful she got. Often when I was lying in bed in the evening before going to bed, I would fap to her in my mind sucking on my dick. But often I would stop at some point and tell myself that she was just too beatiful to imagine what she looked like naked. I wouldn't fantasize about her anymore like I used to do with those bitches. I would just imagine to tear their asses apart by destroying them anally. But this girl was just too damn fine to even think about her naked. If i wanted to know what she looked like naked, I would have to find out. In real life. Next day in school our first lesson was history. Second World War crap like always in history. And like destiny wanted, I got told to form a group with Manda, which was her name. To let you know, I was not the best to talk to girls. So like in the first few minutes there was an awkward silence while we both worked on our task. The whole class room around us was talking, except us. We were sitting there quitely. After a nother two minutes I thought to myself, that this is the perfect time to start a conversation and maybe get her to talk about herself. I took a deep breath and asked if she already had some conclusions. She smiled at me and said yes. Damn. Her smile was so damn cute. I couldn't help myself and bad luck for me: I got a boner. I was begging God to never stop the group work in this history lesson. I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of my dream girl at the first time we ever talked to each other. Meanwhile she was talking about Hitler's drive through Europe, conquering all states passing his way. I could listen to her talking the whole day. She had an angel like voice. It wasn't this kind of voice you would expect from a cute girl like her but it still fit her perectly. Listening to her stunning voice and watching her cute mouth move somehow made my boner disappear. Don't ask me why but maybe my body agreed that this was not the girl to just go and fuck with. She was just too perfect. I agreed on every point she made, because I didn't write down anything due to being busy watching her. After we were finished comparing our soloutions, there was this awkward silence again for a few moments. But then she engaged me in conversation and asked me what i would be doing after school. My brain just jumped around in my head and I had to focus to not let my jaw drop to the ground. I had guitar classes but that was absolutely no question for me to cancel them. I told her that I was free in the afternoon and asked her what she was up to. She said that she thought that I was a nice guy and that she would like to get me to know better. I tried to play it as cool as I could but deep inside, my heart was bouncing up and down inside of me. She sadi that she would like to meet me 3:30 pm in fron of the school so we could go and eat something. I was basically not present the rest of the day. Every lesson felt like it was a whole day. I just wanted to go out with Manda. And then i finally heard it. The bell that redeemed us from school for the day. I left school and waited for her to appear. But she didn't come. It was 4:00pm now and she still hadn't come yet. The next train was coming 4:52pm so I decided to wait a little bit longer. Nothing. I waited until 4:45pm but then I had to run for the train. While running I could feel a tear dropping from my cheek. Did she trick me? Was she laughing about me with her friends in this moment? I couldn't handle my feelings. I barely got to the trainstation in time and took my train home. In train, I just stared outside the window. I didn't realise that it had started to rain as I was running. The rest of the day, I just layed in bed thinking about what I could've done wrong. Was I too quiet? Was I too ugly? What was it? I couldn't figure it out. So I just cried myself to sleep...