Chelsea and the other students were sitting in the classroom, waiting for the teacher. There were about thirty of them in all, each student wearing their private school uniforms. The girls in white French blouses and kilts, the boys in white dress shirts and black pants. Chelsea was new to this school, as they all were. It was the first week of class, and they were the lowest grade at MacCordum Academy, a prestigious school known for getting results. Its students scored among the highest in the country and its students went on to the top colleges.

Of course, none of that meant anything to Chelsea, who at the moment was chatting with her new best friend, Jody. They had quickly become friends, finding they shared many things in common - they both liked playing soccer, they both detested sitting in a classroom, and of course, they both hated their annoying brothers.

Their chatting came to a halt as the door closed behind them, and Madame Theriault walked in between a row of desks to the front of the class, her high heels clacking on the ceramic tile floor. She walked with a steady and confidence gait, surveying the classroom with her sharp blue eyes, resting behind her narrow glasses. Her blond hair was tied back neatly in a bun. With a similar shade of hair, Chelsea couldn't help but admire it, in fact she admired everything about her. There was just something about her that inspired respect. It wasn't just her, the entire class had fell silent as soon as she entered the room.

Madame took her place in front of the board and addressed the class. "Good morning everyone," she said in her steady tone, which did not sound at all friendly. "Now that you have all settled into the Academy, it is time that I give you the most important lesson of all, and teach you about discipline." At the sound of that word, every student in the class shifted uncomfortably in their seats.

"What sets this school apart from all others is the discipline with which students conduct themselves. We have a clear system of rules. Those who violate it will receive the strictest of punishment," she said, looking at the boys' side of the room. "However," she added with a rare smile as she turned her gaze to the girls' side "those who follow the rules will excel and be amply rewarded."

"How this system works will become clear to you throughout the day. Now, let's begin today's lesson."

Madame dimmed the lights and turned on the digital projector. The students were stunned by what they saw. At the top of the screen it said "Sex Education" and underneath, side by side, were the diagrams of male and female genitalia. Shock soon turned to giggles, as this was the first time any of these students had seen such images.

Chelsea was stunned. She clearly recognized the vagina as something that she had, but she was transfixed on the image of the penis, or more specifically, the penis and "testicles" as the heading over the picture said. This was the first time she had ever seen a penis, and she had never even heard of "testicles" before. Beside her, Jody was equally transfixed.