My Life As A Teenage Robot Porn Story: Alone – Chapter 1

My Life As A Teenage Robot Porn Story: Alone – Chapter 1

Other stories on hold are: both my ppg stories. Sorry.

Please read and enjoy!

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Buster comes in Mr. Taylor’s 6th grade classroom panting.

“You won’t believe what I just saw!” he exclaims to the class oblivious of
the teacher’s glare.

“A spaceship perhaps?” asks The Brain in a bored voice.

“Yea! How’d you know that?” questions Buster.

The Brain rolls his eyes to a side and avoids looking at Buster who decides
to sit beside his best friend Arthur and tell him the news. Just then,
though, the conversation was cut short.

“Mr. Baxter!” Mr. Taylor yells out.

Buster turns slowly toward the teacher.

“Y-yes?” he asks quietly.

After a moment Mr. Taylor says, “I’ll see you after class to discuss about
your tardiness. You were 20 minutes late taday, Mr. Baxter…” he shakes
his head and shuffles some papers that are on his desk. “Who would like to
pass these out?” his eyes search the room past over the many hands shooting
up and lands them on a rich little monkey, Muffy.

“Mary Alice? Would you care to do this?” he asks.

Muffy sighs. She hates being called Mary Alice, but her teacher just won’t
call her Muffy or even Miss Crosswire. He seems content with Mary Alice.
Muffy gets up and passes the papers out.

“These are your math tests from last class and I must say I was very
disappointed in them. I know it was on a hard chapter, but you guys gotta
at least try. Like Alan for instance.” points out the teacher.

At that moment Muffy gives The Brain his test which was marked with a 100.
He smiles at the results but then frowns when he looks up at the teacher
when he heard his last words. He hears the students around him suddenly
murmuring with hate.

*Flashback*

“Well if it isn’t Mister Smarty-Pants.” says Francine on the soccer field
in 5th grade.

“He thinks… and knows he’s so smart. He always gets the credit and
everything in Mrs. Hall’s class. Why doesn’t he just leave us alone and let
us get noticed for once?” Grumbles Sarah. A brown rabbit girl who has
become a quick friend with the gang in the previous grade.

“I hate him.” says Buster. “Remember when he knew what every picture was
that time I showed him pictures I got from Muffy’s telescope before I
discovered that comet a year or two ago?”

“All too well Buster,” says Arthur. “All too well…”

*End Flashback*

Since then, The Brain, who now is addressed only as Alan (for a sort of
insult), is a reject of his school. Of course that doesn’t stop him from
working hard in his classes.

About an hour later the bell rings for the next class. Most of the students
all go to Ms. Johnson’s which is Reading class.

“All right students.” she says in her cheery voice. “We will all get into
groups and will do projects on our most recent book ‘Matilda.’ Everyone
will pick partners. No more than 3 is allowed per group.”

Instantly all the kids go in search of finding the best partners. Alan
watches in dismay that he is left with not one person.

“Ms. Johnson? I uh, do not have a group to be in.” he tells her
despondently

“I see… well, then. I will place you with…” Ms. Johnson scans over the
class with her twinkling eyes. She spots one other person also left out:
the Italian exchange student Vittore.

“Vittore, I’m joining you up with Alan all right?” she says.

Alan left her and the two sat together.

“Hello Vittore.” Alan greets him.

Now this foreign student is very smart and he knows English quite well. He
smiles at Alan.

“Seeing as you all have partners I’ll explain what you must do. Step one is
to choose a particular point in the story you all liked and draw a picture
about it. And step two is to write a short poem to accompany it. Is that
clear?” she asks.

The students nod.

“Good. Then you may all begin. I have two art boxes with colored pencils
and crayons up front if you need anything. You all have three days to work
on this.” she sits down at her desk and starts to grade some papers while
the students set to work.

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Thanks for pointing out that mistake Beautiful Mind. How’d I miss that?

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