𝙎𝘾𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙈 𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙀𝙉 [✭] 𝙎𝙢𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙏𝙁𝙋

chapter eight; weird science

"It may not occur to you teens that sex is more than a fifteen-minute trip to the backseat of a car, but it's part of a much greater scientific cycle that affects nearly every species known to man."

Torryn yawned in a bored manner as she sat next to Jack in their second-period chemistry class. She and Jack were seated toward the middle of the class just behind where Sierra and Annie who was another girl on the cheer team sat.

The chemistry classroom was one of the only two chemistry classrooms in Memorial High, the room itself looking as most would guess a highschool chemistry class to appear. Tiled floors, bland walls, counters with tall stools, and many ingredients off of the periodic table located at the back of the classroom.

However, what most did not expect was for chemistry class to teach about the human reproductive system as that was more on the biology branch. That was why when Torryn Wilde walked into chemistry after a long morning of practice, she was gobsmacked at the words "Human Reproductive" written in black marker across the whiteboard. According to Jack who arrived a few seconds after she did, Memorial High was known for teaching the human reproductive unit throughout every science class in an attempt to stop teenage pregnancies and educate the younger generations of sex.

So now as half of the class sat nearly falling asleep (Torryn included), the teenage girl could not help but listen to the chemistry teacher drone on about sex with wandering thoughts on the Autobots biology. How did they reproduce? Considering they were robots, she somewhat doubted they did it in the same fashion as humans; however, with them, it seemed anything could be possible.

"...And so, despite your horny teenage brains, sex could have extreme consequences if the proper precautions are not taken beforehand. Remember boys; condoms always suit up, and girls, if you are sexually active do not be afraid to go on the pill!"

Torryn scoffed a snicker from where she was heavily leaning on her arm, her eyes following her male sex teacher as he walked around while waving a condom in his grasp. It was days like this that she wished her and Miko were in the same grade so they could share more than just art class together. She could only imagine the jokes Miko would be cracking if she was here right now.

With a smirk, an idea suddenly came to Torryn, the girl turning her head to face Jack. Jack caught her eye—raising a curious brow, but his face soon fell when he noticed Torryn looking back and forth between him and Sierra who sat one table ahead.

"Don't you dare," He muttered so no one but Torryn could hear him.

Torryn only ignored him, leaning over so she could whisper in the black-haired boys' ear. "You probably wish you could take a fifteen-minute trip to the backseat of a car with Sierra. But then again, knowing you, it would probably be more like an hour." She teased, Jack quickly swatting her and throwing her a heavy glare.

"Stop it," He growled under his breath, Torryn deciding to take it a step further.

"I bet you have wet dreams about the sounds she would be making, begging you to take her..." Torryn leaned even closer, making her voice sound breathless as she impersonated Sierra. "Oh, yeah... Jack please... harder!" She teased in a panting whisper, her perfectly manicured acrylics clenching the stool she sat upon as she converted her fact to make it look as if she was having an orgasm.

Jack jumped away from his friend, throwing a harsh glare at her in reply. Torryn only sniggered, covering her mouth to conceal her cackles.

"I am so getting back at you for this later." He sneered, Torryn's lipgloss coated lips quirking up.

"Can't wait." She giggled just as the bell rang and Jack practically flew out of the classroom to get away from his crude female friend.

Torryn watched him go, slowly packing up her bag.