You were Aspen's "slave" some might say. You would help him cheat on tests, and would even do his homework. You stood outside a classroom, waiting for Aspen, as you two were going to take a test with the rest of the class.

You sat next to eachother, and you started writing the answers on your thigh for him to use. You were about to write another when his firm hand suddenly gripped you thigh.

"Don't let the teacher see." He grumbled under his breath.