My Domme Teacher (A lesbian b**m Story, Completed)

*Buzz* *Buzz* "Shut up" Amelia yells, rolling over hiding under her covers. *BUZZ* *BUZZ* Wait why is my alarm going off? "s**t! I have school" I drag myself out of bed and into the bathroom to start my morning routine. While showering, I sing along to my music even though I can't sing to save my life. "What to wear? Oh, wait. There is only one, my stupid school uniform" I remark before getting dressed in the summer version, a dress made up of small white, green and blue squares. I decide to go with a simple ponytail.  I am excited because it is my birthday, but unfortunately, it's the first day of school ... "OMG, I can't believe it's my last year." Well, I guess I should try to look nice for school today. I quickly grab my makeup bag and apply some basic makeup, enough to look like I am putting in an effort but not enough to get in trouble, I ho-  SHIT, it is almost 8. If I don't leave now, I will miss the bus. I grab my stuff before locking the front door and heading to the bus stop. --- Arriving at school, I spot my mate Max getting off his bus and text him to wait for me. He looks down at his phone and then looks up confused trying to find me, but as soon as he does, he yells, “AMELIA, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Everyone turns to look, causing me to blush from embarrassment and look down. Suddenly I feel strong arms around me try to squeeze me to death, "it's good to see you, Max. How was your holiday in America." "It was amazing, I met so many amazing people and had plenty of hook-ups.” He winks, “But I missed you and Stacia so much, next time you guys are coming with me even if I have to blackmail you guys into coming!" "You're making me jealous, and I will join you if I can afford it." "Don't worry, I will pay for you." "No, you WILL NOT." "Yes, I will." "Argh, Max you know I like to support myself, so I WILL PAY FOR MYSELF, got it" I growl out "Alright you can pay for your tickets, and I will pay for everything else." "Argh" Max is wealthy, and he does not understand why I want to support myself and not rely on him. My parents may be wealthy as well, but they expect me to pay for myself. If that is impossible, and I do need to borrow money or get them to buy something, strings are usually attached, Bad Strings.  "Amelia, are you listen to me," Max asks "Sorry, I zoned out, what were you saying?" "All good, let's go and check out our common room and see if Stacia is here." We walk from the buses past the year 10 and 11's common room "It's going to be great not having to share with another year level who think they are the bomb," Max explains. "Yep," I say popping the ‘P’. We enter our new common room for the first time, well we actually moved into it on the last week of year 11 but it’s different now that we are officially year 12's entering the year 12 building. I can't wait to see what this year has got and who my teachers are. The common room is buzzing with energy seeing all the popular crew already claiming their spots and the geeks sitting in their corner already intensely discussing some maths problem. PS: I hate maths and suck at it, thinking about it makes me sick. Anyway, the loners are close to them, and the other groups are spread out on the steps. "Max, do you see her?" "No, I don't, she must be dropping her sister off at class." "BOO!" Stacia yells scaring us. "Argh," me and max scream out, once again everyone is looking at us, ignoring them we turn around and hug Stacia while scolding her. "What the hell Stacia, are you trying to give us heart attacks" I joke. "Sorry, it was so tempting seeing both of you standing there looking for me hehe. Happy birthday Amelia, you can now drive me everywhere once you pass you driving test, when is that?" "Calm down Stacia, we have all day to catch up. Without you turning blue from not breathing, my test is during Study today. It is great to see you, and wow, you look amazing." I say trying to get her to calm down, and she does but, of course, won't stop until she knows every detail of our holidays. "I know, right? Going to Greece with my family helped me relax, lose some weight and get this awesome tan. Max, what was America like?" We keep talking while we head to our lockers to put our bags away. The bell rings just as I finish unpacking. As I don't have my timetable yet, I don't need to grab anything, so I just head off to homeroom where we will get everything. Max and I are in the same homeroom, so we meet up just outside the room. Unfortunately, Stacia is in another one, which sucks, but what can you do? "Amelia, did you hear we have a new homeroom teacher." "No, but I hope she isn't a b***h like you know who." Max's eyes go wide, just as I feel a presence behind me "s**t" I mutter while my face heats up. It’s probably is red as a tomato.