Chapter #4Pamela "Pam" by: Unknown "Shit! Fuck! Shitting Fucking shitfuck!. Pamela found her mind to be profane this morning as she was running down main street. Having woken up half an hour late, she had missed the schoolbus and now has to run to make it. When she finally arrived, she was late regardless. Once she found a seat in Mr. Laurence´s english class, the elderly teached eye moved to her and a sadistic smile formed on his lips. "Late again, Miss Abbott. Third time this week. But then narutally you would care to read todays piece for us?" Of course she didn´t. She never did. She hadn´t fucking read it. And when she in response defiantly lifted her middle finger to the teacher, he simply sighed in joy. "Miss Agathas office after school then". "Still dont have the balls to take it up with me personally then." though Pam. And then class continued, with a drowsy Pam being as passive as possible.
Pamela dragged herself through that day. The only person she spoke to was Penny. Otherwise she´d probably been busy seducing more free candy out of Oliver. Though the boy was getting more daring, and she had actually though of ending her tricks with him. Couldn´t have him start talking about relationships and all. He was just a flame, and a flame that paid for stuff. No real potential for a boyfriend. In fact, none of the guys at school seemed to be potential love-relation to Pam. The school seemed too small for her so often. Some days she wanted to leave, though somehow she knew she couldn´t. Other days she felt like breaking down it all, though she didn´t have the tools for that either. This was such a day. Other days seemed boring, or lazy or even common. So she simply waited through classes and social life, waiting for some miracle to come along and save her.
The final class that day was gym. Teacher asked them to run 4 miles around the countryside. Pam and Penny took the chance to sneak away into a nearby forest, where they hid beneath a bridge. There Pam pulled out her smokes and lighter. She lighted both in her mouth and handed Penny one. She sucked in the vapours confidently, while Penny tried to do the same. It resulted in unsure sips and recurring coughs. Such was it. Pam knew how to smoke, and Penny didn´t.
-"I hate that we have to wear these fucking uniforms, they´re so fucking demeaning" said Pam, looking down at the black soccerer-shorts and yellow short-sleave T-shirt, that was mandatory for summer gym class.
-"At least the weather is *cough*.... nice" replied Penny. Pam turned her head in confusing
-"The fuck does that have to do with clothes?"
-"Its not..... i just think the weather is nice....*cough*". Pam couldn´t argue with that, the weather was nice. But there was two sides to a good day.
-"It is. Still, its always a shit day when you have to go to Haggy´s office."
-"Well..... It is sorta *cough* your own fault, y´know"
-"Half my fault!" Pam assured her. "Other half is that barstard Laurence".
-"You could just make your *cough* homework..... or at least come on time..."
-"Look its not about stupid plight and that shit. Its about the fact that the dickhead sees me coming in late, and instanyly targets me for his fucking assaults!"
-"Its his job to check if everyone has done their *cough* homework". The ciggarets were half burned now.
-"So you think its fucking justfized to antagonize me of all? You´re on his side?"
-"*cough* No... come on Pam, you know how it is with these things....". Penny sighed, and Pam relented.
-"Yea, i know. Sorry, im feelings a bit odd today."
-"It´s okay, i can relate. Its shit at my house as well."
They would have had time to talk about it, but time was growing short. So Pamela sucked in the last quarter of her ciggaret and rose to her feet.
-"Anyways we should get going. You coming" she said in the rising motion.
-"Wow, it bounced" said Penny, sounding almost shocked. Pam tilted her head.
-"What did what now?"
-"Your chest. It bounced. I saw it on the shirt". Both of them looked to Pam´s breasts, yet Pam saw nothing new. Yet when they got back to school, they were slightly late, and teacher gave them another scolding, and they got late into the showers. There, alone with Penny, Pam inspected her breasts. They didn´t seem bigger. But they did seem fuller. As if the flesh on her chest and grown firmer and plumber, stretching the skin present. She touched them several times, while Penny stood silently with her back to Pam, sometimes turning around shyly, as if she was embarressed by her friends behavior. These sort of acts had become recurring lately, and Pam had started to wonder if Penny was hiding something.....
After gym shower, they said their goodbyes, and as Penny walked home, Pam went to school counselor Agathas office. There she got the usual talk about duties and priviliges of living in a rich country as USA. Boring shit as usual came out of miss Agathas mouth, and Pam sat and listened with apathy.
-"You must understand that its your job to keep up with your schoolwork, or you´ll waste your potential, Pam. Don´t you understand that?" Pam turned her face to the teacher and looked in disgust.
-"Gettin enough sex, Miss A?" she asked
-"Beg your pardon?"
-"Well i just wanted to ask. You seem like you´re in need of a good porking, so are you getting enough?". Miss Agatha sighed in irritiation and gave up.
-"I won´t have this in my office. Im tired of this charade with you Pam. I´ll inform your parents. Go home."
-"Love to....."
-"You need to find a way of changing yourself young lady. You´re leading yourself into self-destruction at this rate."
This made Pamela rise in rage. She stood up in a fit of fury
-"Change? I am chaning. Why do you think i dye my hair this way? Or wear these clothes" she said poiting at her dark leather jacket, and tight azure jeans. "Im trying to stand out and be myself. Thats change. Im doing it, and im being made out as a villain by everyone. By you and every fucking adult in this fucking establishment". That drew the final straw. Agatha rose from her chair. While she was a weak and thin woman, she was monstrously tall compared to Pam, and thta was a single trait strong enough to give a aura of intimidation.
-"You will not talk to me with such a foul tongue, young lady. Now you go home!"
And so she did. Going homewards with a still strong rage burning within, Pam wanted to lock herself away in her room. Her mind was chaotic and angry, and her body felt stiff with fury.
When she got home, her body changed, and started to feel stingy. In her stomach something was churning, and it gave Pam a odd feeling of discomfort. She threw herself on her bed to try and calm down, though all the relaxation did was increase the pain inside her.
By the time her mom came home, Pam was lying in her bed pale and in discomfort. Her mother fixed her a toast as a snack, which she ate gladly, hoping digesting might end her stomachs pain. It didn´t, and by the time her father came home, he found her retching up the toast into her toilet.
Her parents decided to let Pam sleep, and so she never knew if they had gotten Miss Agathas message about her school behavior. At sunset, her mother gave her a light meal, and that was the last Pam would see of her parents that day. During night the stomach pains calmed slightly, only to come back in full force, around 10PM. Soon cramps, shivers and other discomforts followed, starting at her navel and spreading all across her body. Shaking and jolting from pain, Pam somehow fell into a halfsleep-like trance, as her body started to ache all over, in what would soon be her first growth.......   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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