The StarKids Academy

Disclaimer: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION ANY RESEMBLANCE WITH ANY PERSON, PLACE, LOCATION, EVENT WHETHER LIVING OR DEAD, WHETHER PAST OR PRESENT, WHETHER IN EXISTENCE OR WAS, IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL. The work is presented for entertainment purposes only and contains strong and bold language along with bits of erotic content, it is therefore advised to proceed at one's discretion. Dedication: Every single alphabet of this work is dedicated to YOU, MY DEAR READERS! I hope this work is worth all of your and my time and money. REQUEST: To add in your honest feedback with keeping polite etiquette in mind. To know more about my creations, follow me on i********: @storytelleranne is the ID. Blurb: The Starkid's Academy is an exclusive school for the superstar's spoiled children where no 'ordinary outsider' was allowed to set foot in. Glimmering with the luxury of the star world and unimaginable comforts, it wasn't a perfect place to start afresh life, at least not for a girl who had been bullied half of her life and kicked out by her parents for choosing a mess for a guy. But the beggars can't be choosers.' In the world of countless miseries, Skanda Bharti had nothing but a few penny-worthy scores. She could do all but take chances. The Bills were piled in the corner of her boyfriend's cramped apartment who had already dumped her for a sexy slut, and had hardly given her any option but to take whatever job that paid her survival needs. 'Guess, I am a guest lecturer at twenty-two!' She mused, already squirming in discomfort at the title. Life was hard on her and it was about to get harder. A night before her due acceptance, Skanda happened to get an invitation to a friend's party where she all but screwed the rich superstar's kid. Little did she know, Shawn Taylor would be one of her dreadful 'students' of the Starkid Academy. How will she survive in the captivating world of glamour full of angry teenagers when the charming face of Shawn had already scooped her feet? In addition, the rulebook of the Academy rules out any s****l relationships between the teachers and students. **Blooper** 'I want to do it again!' Shawn whispered huskily as he pinned my squirming body against the locker. He was tall and built, stating the obvious hours spent in the gym. 'We...we..can't!' I mentally smacked myself for stuttering, but it was hard to centralize my thoughts when a son of Zeus was peering at me seductively. 'Umm?' The questioning moan was a turn-on. 'Let me see how long you can resist! It's going to be fun, Ms. Teacher.' He challenged and throwing a smug smirk left me in a pool of messed up thoughts. Happy reading!