Chapter #5The girls seek revenge by: Kentwolf   The girls are smiling at you with kind grins that did not reach their eyes. "I bet you thought you were really clever little girl" The first one growled, you gulped "I..im not a little girl, im an adult. take your hands off me" You said, trying to keep your voice level and with some authority. However, the girls rage and your current attire of a junior student demolished any hope of that. She nodded to the others and suddenly you had a hand clamped down over your mouth, while three others grabbed your limbs and lifted you up.
Struggling between the girls, you realised how strong they were, they easilly carried you along before one of them spotted the Secutarys desk. it was empty, she was obviously off doing something, however she had left her computer logged in. "Hey girls ive got the best idea!" The one holding your legs put you down, while her friends kept a tight grip on you. She went to the computer and quickly looked through the system. As you grunted into one of the girls hands trying to struggle free without success, you watched her typing away on the computer.
"Ok, move her infront of the camera!" She said with malicious glee. The girls obeyed and when she signalled them, the one holding your mouth shut moved her hand. There was a quick flash of light as it took your picture and the hand was clamped back over your mouth before you even thought to cry out for help. You didn't know what they were doing but it didn't seem like it would end well for you. They tugged you over to the desk and put your hands down on some sensor pad. It scanned your hands and beeped. The girls laughed "Well thats her registered. lets just get her over to where she belongs now!" The one at the computer said as something was printed out. It had come out laminated and as she clipped it to the uniform you wore, you realised it was a Student ID. It had your picture on it and had the name "Betty Summers" along with the tag "Junior student"
Your eyes went wide as they laughed, dragging you off. They had registered you in as a new student. In your file they had put how you had an overactive imagination, was a compulsive liar and was a flight risk. To make matters worse, even if you escaped, you would me flagged as a truent student thanks to your fingerprint scans and file. The police would bring you right back here.
As they got to the door dividing the junior school from the senior school, they had their ids scanned, which let them through. You realised that with a Junior ID you wouldnt be let back into the senior side, which meant you couldn't get to Mrs Trip. When they saw a teacher in the hall, they quickly let go of your mouth but kept a firm grip on your arms. "Miss, we have a new student for you here!" They called cheerfully. The woman turned, a stern looking woman with black hair in a tight bun walked towards you. "NO they are lying, im an adult. im a reporter, they were being punished and they.." You tried to explain but the woman quickly silenced you with some sort of sticky pacifier she pulled out. It swelled to fill your mouth and made you practically silent. "What a rediculous lie, girl." She scolded before smiling at the seniors "Good girls, thank you for bringing her along. you may go." They smiled and giggled as they walked away. She grabbed your arm and dragged you towards a class room.
"I do not tolerate liars in my class little miss Summers, when i take out your pacifier later you would do well to remember that!" She said. Dragging you into a class of girls about your size, if not slightly taller, she introduced you and sat you down at a desk. You looked around in horror, realising how well you fit in at this classroom. Gagged and stuck in the junior side, all you could do was hope Mrs Trip came and found you. You let out a muffled whimper as you sat there listening to your new teacher start her lesson...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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