Homework shoes

Author – shoelossfan

It was another Friday morning at J.W. Smith middle school and for 7th grader Alex Carmen it was hopefully another normal school day, after having dropped off his backpack into his school locker and grabbing the stuff he needed for his first period class. Alex was clad in his normal attire which included a blood red jacket, black t-shirt, black pants, and on his feet were a pair of black rebook sneakers with brown laces he had back hair and in front of his teal eyes were a pair of glasses. Soon enough Alex entered his social studies classroom (history class for those outside the states) and walked over to his desk, which was on the second row in from the back and one desk to the left from the right side of the classroom.

“Alright one last period of this and then on to the weekend, hm..i wonder if ether Penelope or Natalie want to hang out this weekend?” Alex asked himself as he laid back in his chair setting down his text book, note book and pencil case that contained his pens and pencils onto the desk, before watching his fellow classmates filter into the classroom through the single door at the back-left corner of the room, whilst the teacher named Jen parker who was a mostly kind women in her early 20’s was writing something on the chalk board in the front of the room for the upcoming lesson.

After a few minutes of watching Alex smiled and waved over his friend Penelope who walked over towards Alex and exclaimed. “hey there Alex, how’s it going today?”

“Oh pretty good, say you doing anything this weekend?” Alex asked Penelope while she sat down in the desk on the left side of Alex’s, she thought about the question for a minute before she answered. “to be honest not really, I mean other than having fun with little sister.”

“huh I see say want to go on a hike on those paths tomorrow?” Alex asked with a bit of an interested tone while glancing over Penelope’s outfit, which included a brown t-shirt with the old Pepsi logo, a blue jacket, blue converse that looked pretty worn and loose along with a pair of white bobby socks, she happened to have long flowing red hair with a black bow halfway down and brown eyes. Penelope meanwhile soon exclaimed in her cheerful and happy way. “sure, I would like to go on a hike with you Alex.”

“Heh thanks” Alex replied with a bit of a smile and a blush on his face since right off the bat Penelope’s right foot slipped out of it’s loose converse as she started to shoeplay a bit, while the rest of the 30 students for that class filtered into the room, with Alex noticing that about three students were at the teachers desk trading in one of their shoes or both for pencil’s notebooks, textbooks or pens since they forgot said items, making Alex sigh hoping that he wouldn’t lose one of his shoes to such a thing today.
after the trio of students left two single shoes and one full pair of shoes on the teacher’s desk and went back to their own desk with their needed supplies and the door to the classroom shut by the last students to walk in, with the bell to start the first period going off over the school intercom. With just a smile on her face and not a word said Miss parker then started to go around to student’s desks to gather up last night’s homework.

While most students already had it out Alex opened his note book since he left his homework in it the night before, but his smile from his talk with Penelope faded when he noticed that he didn’t have his homework inside the textbook as planned. So instead he opened up his text book to see if he put it inside there making his heart sink when he noticed that he didn’t have his homework on hand for class, with Natalie who was another friend of Alex’s who sat in the row behind him but one desk to the right noticing.

“Psst what’s wrong Alex?” Penelope whispered over while Alex looked back over at her and sighed before admitting in his own whisper so not to be heard by the teacher. “I think I forgot my homework at home…”

“that’s not good, wish there was something I could do.” Natalie replied with Alex looking back towards miss parker who was busy talking with a student one row ahead. “so where’s your homework at Nathan?”

Nathen himself was a normal looking boy for his age with short brown hair and blue eyes, he sighed before replying to the teacher. “I forgot to do it last night miss parker…”

“Well you know the rules, please hand over your shoes.” Miss parker replied holding out her free hand as Nathen hesitated for a minute before reaching down to taking off his white and blue Nike sports shoes, undoing the laces before slipping them off and setting them onto his desk, at which point Miss parker grabbed both shoes by the laces and walked them back to her desk where she set them down explaining. “since this is the second time this week Nathen that you forgot your homework you can have them back at the end of the day Tuesday understand.”

Nathen said nothing as he just nodded to his teacher and agreed with what she said as miss parker continued to gather the homework from the other students, soon reaching Alex’s desk and asking him. “so Alex where if your homework today?”

“Look I was so sure that I had it last night when I put it into my bag, I must of just forgot it in my bag.” Alex replied a bit scared as miss Parker just sighed before saying. “well you know the rules regardless hand over your shoes.”

Alex’s heart sunk as he hesitated for a few minutes before miss parker stated a bit annoyed holding out her free hand. “I said take off your shoes and hand them to me right now.”

Sighing since he knew there was no way he was getting out of this Alex reached down and started to undo the brown laces of his black rebook sneakers, slipping them over slowly with an embarrassed blush on his face as he exposed his black socks with red on the toes and heel to the open air. As he picked up his untied sneakers and set them onto the desk with miss parker quickly snatching them up by the laces before she said. “that wasn’t so hard and don’t worry you will get them back at the end of the day.”

Looking worried as he nervously rubbed his socked feet together Alex couldn’t help but watch as Miss parker walked with his shoes in hand to her desk and sent them beside Nathen’s shoes before she continued to gather up everyone else’s homework sheets before starting class, while the foot shy Alex had a hard time with it since during class a few classmates from neighboring desks seemed to be staring at his socked feet.

School for Alex for the rest of the day was pretty normal with him having no other problems, though he didn’t like the fact he was stuck walking in his socks for the whole the school day, Luckily true to her word miss parker returned Alex’s shoes at the end of the day before he walked home with Penelope and Natalie.


No books, no pencils, no shoes

Author – Jman

We have a teacher who requires that students come prepared for class by having their book and pencil. Those without these things are to borrow them from the teacher and leave a shoe as collateral (one shoe per item borrowed). Students needing materials would take off their shoes and put them in a black box by the teachers desk marked “shoe jail.” Students would then get their books and pencils and when pencils are books were returned, they would get their shoes back.

Some students did not like this policy and so they would simply just go without books and pencils. The teacher began to notice this and so one day she did a book and pencil check. Everyone had to hold their book and pencil in their hands to show that they had them. Those who did not have pencils or books were then told to take off their shoes and hold them up. The teacher came and collected the shoes of the unprepared students and put them in the shoe jail and gave them books and pencils for them to borrow. This was going to be the procedure at the start of each class. Students who did not have a book and pencil to hold up at pencil check would have to hold up a shoe in order to borrow a pencil. The slogan was that if you are not prepared for class then be prepared to take off your shoes.

Usually there were a few each day that forgot pencils and had to give up their shoes. The teacher would be able to collect all shoes without trouble as she was able to handle them all. One day we decided that we were all going to forget our books and pencils on the same day. It was time for pencil check and everyone in the class took off their shoes to exchange them for books and pencils. The teacher did her best to bundle all the shoes in her arms but kept dropping them as she transported them to the shoe jail.

We then decided to do the same thing the next day. The third time we all forgot our pencils on the same day, she realized that we were doing this on purpose.

The fourth day we did this, the joke was on us. We were sitting there without our shoes on and there was an evacuation drill. We had to leave the building in our stocking feet. We proceeded to the grassy field which was wet from a recent rain. We stood there with wet grass and mud clinging to our white socks. The whole thing was fun. It probably won’t be the last time we don’t bring a pencil to class

Platform Shoes – The revenge

Author – Shoeless Guy

The shoeless students arrived at college and explained the situation to their superiors who discovered the missing footwear had been placed in the lost property office at the railway station. This didn’t stop them having to walk all day in their socks. On the return train all the shoeless students descended upon the lost property office to collect their shoes. To their dismay they had to pay a fee to reclaim their shoes. Due to the large amount of students needing their shoes and save time they where allowed into the property room and retrieve them of the shelves, also in the room where some rail workers jackets. Some of the students decided to borrow the jackets and sneaked them out of the room, revenge was at hand and a plot was quickly being hatched as the high school pupils train was due to arrive. The students who had borrowed the railway jackets headed for the platform for the arrival of the high school pupils train. Upon arrival the carriage doors opened and out poured the pupils and other passengers. They spotted the two ‘high viz’ guys from this morning, they where quite distinctive as they where quite tall and probably the oldest, about 19 years of age. The disguised students approached them and asked them to follow them, which they did. They took them to an empty room near the end of the platform that they had discovered earlier. They where told about the hazardous liquid, the 19 year old boys laughingly claimed it was just food coloring poured over the flooded walkway. They stopped laughing when the disguised students claimed the water was already contaminated before they had colored it. ‘We need to take your shoes and get them tested, “our school shoes are in our bags, the sneakers we are now wearing where in our bags this morning so you won’t need them”. They took the shoes out of their bags “You may have contaminated everything in your bags so we’ll need them too”. They handed over the bags and their school shoes, “we’ll still need your sneakers too just in case of cross contamination” the 19 year old boys looked at each other then at their feet and slowly took the Adidas and Nike athletic shoes off revealing white sports socks. Struggling, the students carried the school boys bags, two pairs of school shoes and the still warm Adidas and Nike sneakers towards the door, “wait here and we’ll be back shortly” they said as they closed the door leaving the boys stood shoeless in their white socks. After an hour of waiting they where desperate to leave but the platform was busy and they where too embarrassed to be walking around the platform shoeless displaying white socked feet. They went back inside and closed the door. Another hour had passed and they noticed a sheet of paper being slid under the door. It read ‘Although the deadline for April Fool has passed so has the opening hours for the lost property office, where will be your bags and your school shoes, for each item there is a reclaim fee, we’ve saved you money by not having to reclaim your sneakers as we’re keeping them to cover our costs of retrieving our shoes earlier. Oh and good luck getting them tomorrow before your train to school as the lost property office is closed until 10am. Now who are the fools on this April Day?’ “I cannot believe we fell for our own prank” said one of the boys looking down at his socks. Arriving by train with two pairs of shoes each to leaving with none, the two 19 year old boys opened the door, the platform was still busy as they walked towards the exit and could see everyone staring at them walking in their socks. They then realized that their money was in their bags so they were going to have to walk the several blocks home shoeless.

Bad night out

Author – Shoe deprived guy

A few weeks back me and my college buddy went out for a few beers, both of us where typical students, plenty of energy and fun to be had but never enough money to achieve our goals. Whenever Jim had any money he could never hold on to it, he liked to speculate to accumulate, basically he liked to gamble. This particular night we’d already had several beers when we passed a bar that looked rather run down, Jim said we should call in here for a beer “Are you sure” I said. He convinced me to enter, we walked to the bar, we got ID’d then ordered two beers. As we looked around Jim noticed a secluded area at the rear where he could hear voices, like a dog sniffing out a bitch on heat Jim sensed a card game in progress and wandered over. “Hey guys can I join your game?” asked Jim. He was told it was a private game amongst friends and asked to go away. He persisted and they relented and warned him to prepare to lose all his money. I looked at Jim as he sat at their table, he smiled and I remained seated at the bar watching a football game on the tv. I took Jim another beer, he smiled as his money pile had increased. I returned to my tv game at the bar. 20 minutes later Jim was at the bar not smiling as before but asking for money. “Run of bad luck” he said. Telling him I don’t have much he took it anyway and wandered off back to the table. I bought another two beers with my remaining loose coins and wandered over to Jim and noticed his white socked feet planted under the table and his Nike Air Max sneakers actually on the table. I gave Jim his beer and walked away again. Several minutes later Jim was back at the bar ‘Shoe-less’. I stared at his socked feet then looked up at him, his face was red with embarrassment as he stared at my New Balance shoes. “No way are you gambling my shoes as well” I said, his face became more red as he told me he’d already done so. I stood up and walked towards the door. A voice shouted “You’re not leaving this bar with my shoes”. I became surrounded by a few guys from the card table. “Take off the shoes” demanded the voice. Feeling threatened I had no choice but to remove my shoes and hand them over. I headed for the door in my black socked feet and got stopped again. “You are staying until the bar closes then you and your buddy are going to clean up before you leave, in the meantime you can collect bottles and glasses. “Your buddy needs to learn to stop when he’s down, not only has he lost your shoes but he owes us work too” Most of the card game guys left taking our shoes with them. We walked the bar floor in our socks until 2am. After an hour of cleaning we where allowed to leave and walked shoe-less for several blocks back home, Jim’s white socks where as dark as my black socks with as many holes.

Locked up shoeless

Author – Shoeless guy

The three pals had been hitching across America for two weeks on their month long vacation. They where heading west on Route 66, their last ride, an old gentleman in an even older car had dropped them off at a crossroads off the main highway. There wasn’t a lot of traffic and the day was getting old and the three 25 year olds where getting hungry. After half an hour a police car pulled up and asked them why and where they where going. Jack had answered the officers questions while Andy and Jake stared at the dark clouds heading in their direction. “It will be dark soon and there is a storm heading this way” said the officer. Jack asked if there was a motel nearby. “No and there is not a lot of traffic on this route” said the police officer. “I’d be failing in my duty of care to leave you here, get in the car and I’ll take you to the police office where you can stay the night” he said. They placed their bags in the car trunk and clambered into the back seat. After 30 minutes they pulled up outside an old single storey building that had a small sign saying Sheriff. The officer got out and left the three young men in the car and entered the building. They tried letting themselves out but couldn’t as the rear seating area was enclosed by caging and no release locks on the door. “Feel like we are prisoners” said Jake’ they laughed. The office returned to the vehicle and opened the door and let them out. They grabbed their bags from the trunk and followed the officer through the front door of the Sheriff’s Office. “You can sleep in the jailhouse tonight, the cells already have a prisoner so we’ll need to take your valuables and possessions for safe keeping. If he finds out you’re not genuine prisoners it could be awkward so you’ll need to pretend you are, even to the officers whilst your in there”. “I’m not sure about this” said Andy feeling uncomfortable about being in a cell. “You’ll be fine, just keep your heads down and morning will be here before you know it” said the officer. They went to the desk which said ‘processing’ they emptied their pockets and placed their valuables including their cell phones into their bags and handed the bags to the officer who placed them in a room behind the desk. The officer filled out some paperwork and asked the guys to sign. “Disclaimers” said the officer. They followed the officer down a corridor into another large room with old fashioned style jail cells that looked like cages, like in an old western movie.
Andy and Jake entered one jail cell and Jack had another cell to himself. They stood inside the cells and the officer locked the doors, the feeling of being locked inside a jail cell without escape was overwhelming. One last thing said the officer “Take off your shoes”. “What!” shouted Jack. “Prisoners are not allowed shoes in the cells” said the officer. “We are not really…” said Jack stopping himself mid sentence remembering what he was told earlier. “Take off your shoes” repeated the officer. Andy and Jake undid their laces and handed their athletic shoes through the bars of the cell leaving their socked feet touching the cold stone floor. Jack just stared at the officer in defiance. “I’ll be back to deal with you” said the officer as he left with Andy and Jakes Nike’s. The office returned “Are you going to hand over your shoes or do I have to use this” said the officer whilst pointing a taser gun at Jack. “you’re not having my shoes” said Jack. He warned Jack again and told him to lie on the floor and place his hands behind his back. Andy shouted at Jack ‘Just do as he says Jack’ we don’t want to cause any trouble Officer” “Get on the floor” shouted the officer and this time Jack obeyed. He layed face down and placed his hands behind his back, the cell door opened and the officer knelt down and placed handcuffs on Jacks wrists. He then got out a set of ankle cuffs and placed one end around Jacks left ankle and threaded the other end half way up the cage bars and pulled which lifted Jacks ankle in the air he then locked the other cuff around Jacks right ankle. This left Jack handcuffed on the floor with his feet up in the air. The officer proceeded to remove Jacks Reebok shoes leaving a pair of damp smelly black socked feet dangling from chains. The officer left the cell locking the door. He said to Jack “If you had just complied like your friends you would not be in your predicament. If your a good boy I’ll let you down” He left carrying Jacks Reebok athletic shoes.
In the next cell to Jack, the real prisoner started laughing, he was about 35 years old and drunk. “Are you stupid” he said to Jack. Jack said nothing as he laid handcuffed with his feet dangling from the cell bars. The drunk prisoner could reach through the bars and grabbed Jack and pulled him over towards him. “Have you any cigarettes as he tried searching through Jacks pockets. “Let go of him, they took all our stuff” shouted Andy at the drunk guy. The drunk grabbed Jacks dangling feet and shouted “ticklish”. “Get off my feet” shouted Jack as he started giggling like a child. After five minutes the drunk got bored and let go of Jacks feet and laid down in his cell and fell asleep.
Another five minutes passed and the officer returned, he opened Jacks cell and entered, he removed the cuffs from Jacks ankles and let his legs fall to the floor, he left the cell and locked it. He told Jack to stand up and walk backwards towards the cell door where he released Jacks handcuffs through the cell door. When the night duty officer gets here you’ll get some food.
They sat in the cell whispering in order to not awake the drunk in the next cell. “I want to leave” said Jack, “This wasn’t a good idea, I cannot believe we are in jail without our cell phones and shoes, tortured by a jailer and my feet abused by a drunk” The door opened and a teenager was escorted to the adjoining cell to the drunk. The officer removed his cuffs and shoes and locked the cell. The teenager lifted his gray socked feet off the cold floor and placed them on the bench and put his head between his knees and sobbed. The new officer carried the redundant cuffs and teenagers shoes towards the doorway when Jake shouted to him “We need to leave, we made a mistake coming here, can we have our bags and shoes back so we can phone a cab and leave”. The new officer just laughed “Yeah, everyone makes a mistake coming to this hotel you’re prisoners god damn it” and proceeded to leave. They looked at each and feared that things were not quite what they seemed.
They fell asleep without food.

Alternative ending ‘A’

The next morning they woke up to the sound of a cell door being opened by another officer, not their cell doors but the drunk next to Jack. “Wake up Jones, it’s time to leave” as the officer threw Jones’ boots on the floor next to him. He woke up and pulled his boots on and mumbled “cannot believe i’m here again” as he followed the officer out. The guys where fully awake and hungry, “we’ll be out shortly” said Andy “We’ll get some food and hitch a lift back to the highway”. The officer returned carrying a pair of shoes, not any of the guys shoes but the teenagers, his cell was opened and the teen put on his shoes and followed the officer out. They where left alone for 30 minutes when the officer returned not carrying their shoes but coffee, he handed them through the cell bars. “Drink these guys” he said, “We need to leave” said Jake. “Prisoners don’t decide when to leave” said the officer “Your paperwork is incomplete, we need to wait for Officer Burke to come on duty to sort it out. “How long” said Jack. “Late afternoon” said the officer. “We’re not real prisoners” shouted the guys. “Yeah yeah, that’s what they all say” said the officer as he left them in their locked cells shoeless and desperate to leave. Six hours later a familiar face appeared carrying their athletic shoes, Officer Burke opened the cell doors and gave them to the guys to put on. “Sorry guys, I had a long night, overslept and totally forgot about your overnight stay. I apologise to you for the brutal behaviour chaining your feet up in the cell but I couldn’t let you speak to me like that near other prisoners, my mistake for not confiscating your shoes before entering the cells”. They where given their bags back and Officer Burke gave them a ride back to the highway. They sat on the side of the road bewildered at what had just happened over the last 24 hours. Now they where in the same position as a day earlier, no traffic, dusk approaching but they took their chances hitching than spending another night at the hospitality of the local police department.

Alternative ending ‘B’

The next morning they woke up to the sound of a cell door opening, more prisoners entering another cell, shoeless but no cuffs, two men in their early twenties. The drunk woke up, “Where am I” he said. Jack told him he’s in jail. “What” said the now sober drunk. “Do you not remember tickling my feet, you where quite drunk” said Jack. “I don’t remember anything after being offered a bed for the night from a police officer who gave me a bottle of water after missing my bus yesterday, I don’t drink alcohol” he said. The teenager in the next cell mentioned that an officer pulled over and accused him of breaking a store window and arrested him, “He wouldn’t let me contact my parents and brought me here, took away my cell phone and shoes and locked me up”. The new guys in the end cell looked horrified after listening to everyones stories for being incarcarated including Jack, Jake and Andy’s explanation. “We where told to accompany the officer here as we looked similar to a description of some felons who are wanted for jumping bail. He said we’re not arrested but need to keep us in a cell until our identification could be verified, they took our cell phones and shoes for safety”. Jack said “How on earth can seven men be duped into handing over their possessions and allowing their shoes to be confiscated and being locked up against their will”. They all started banging on the cell bars demanding to be let out. In walked an officer who told them they would be leaving shortly but not with their liberty!

Which ending do you prefer?

Threatened for my sneakers

Author – Shoelover

So I was taking the train last night and I was wearing shiny Nike’s that seemed to have bright reflectors on the sneakers’ design so they catch your eye from a distance. I was walking home by myself and I encountered a guy that was a few inches taller than me wearing all black and he said that if I don’t hand over my sneakers I’ll get beat up. So I handed over my sneakers and he pushed me to the ground and he ran off with my shiny new sneakers. I had to walk through my neighborhood back home in my white socks.😓

Leaving my shoes behind

Author – Shoelover

So I was walking around my college’s library and I decided to be really daring and leave my sneakers behind. I saw a few people around but one guy had his phone out and it looked like he was either taking pictures of me or videotaping. I gave him some shoeplay and some white socked foot action as a tease. I decided to take it to the next step by leaving my sneakers vacant. I was so curious if he would take them or someone else. I walked around to different parts of the library and when I came back they were still there. So I put them back on and walked closer to a table that had people nearby. I slid them off and rolled them over to the same guy. He didn’t notice them at first but I watched from a distance. I finally saw him stare at my nikes and he quickly stuffed them in his backpack. Then he started to leave, I got a little horny but scared that he would leave with my shoes so I stopped him and said ‘You have my shoes’! He refused to give them back and said maybe you should buy a pair of sneakers, your socks will get dirty. I was in a complete state of shock and I had to take the train back home in my white socks. It was very embarrassing but what would you guys do if I left my sneakers by your bag?😊🙈