“I’ll put it on later today.” Ashley told herself as Jill finished recounting her Summer vacation. The school bell rang, signifying the start of the school day as the students went off to their first classes.
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Ashley met back up with Jill later and the two left together since they had their last class of the day: history. History was Ashley's least favorite subject, and she was particularly dreading it today because of her new teacher: Ms. Dunn. Despite being only 7 years older than her students, Ms. Dunn was known as one of the toughest, strictest teachers in the school. What made it worse in Ashley's mind was that she was also gorgeous, and by making her work hard she was violating the "hot girl code".
Before entering, Ashley took out the ring she found and placed it on her left hand, feeling strangely complete now that it rested on her ring finger. The two BFFs stepped into class, with Ashley sighing as she stared at Ms. Dunn's stern form. Despite her conservative clothing, Ashley had to admit she looked stunning. She had pretty, pale features, and velvet red hair she kept tied into a professional bun. She wore a bulky green sweater, but even under that Ashley could tell she had firm, luscious breasts, and a perky bubble butt that pushed out against her long black skirt.
As the two girls made their way to their seats, Ashley noticed the other students in the class, including Hannah and Brad. Ashley and Jill sat near the back, their go-to spot in most classes. Since they were two of the popular girls, most teachers allowed them to gossip, text, or nap, as long as they weren't too obvious about it. Not Ms. Dunn, apparently. Ashley and Jill were busy chatting about some boys in their class, when Ms. Dunn's serious voice cut into their conversation.
"Ashley? Can you answer the question?" she asked, knowing Ashley hadn't been listening.
Ashley rolled her eyes. "Uh, can you repeat the question?"
"Yes, I was just asking who the leader of Germany was that led them into the war..."
"Like, Hitler?" Ashley replied, fairly certain it was the answer.
"We're discussing World War 1, Miss. Carter, not 2," she replied smugly, to a few chuckles from her class. "How about someone who was paying attention?" she continued, turning her attention away from Ashley.
Ashley, meanwhile, was burning red with embarrassment. "Who does she think she is?" she asked Jill, unaware her next words would alter reality.