No sooner did you start to walk to study hall did you start to hear the most dreaded noise in the world...
*Click! Clack! Click! Clack!*
You groaned, knowing the sound of those clicks and clacks was Oleanna, the cunt you just got done talking about. The noise was coming from behind you, so she must have just entered the area...maybe if you just kept walking and didn't pay attention, she might just...
"You! Boy!" You heard her call from behind, her voice authoritative and annoyed.
You groan. 'So much for a nice day...' you thought to yourself as you turned around to face the bitch.
Oleanna strode forward gracefully, each step seemingly measured before the next movement. She wore a black skirt with a crimson red shirt, and a small white jacket to cover her shoulders....and also what seemed to be some sort of kinky choker. You always questioned that last part...well, not out loud. Truth be told, Oleanna would have been one attractive woman, if not for her terrible personality, her baggy eyes, and the constant scowl that always adorned her face.
She strode toward you, familiar scowl plastered on her face as she got closer. You couldn't help but let out a sigh, knowing this wasn't going to end well.
"Can I help you Miss Ol-"
The grumpy lady cut you off. "Tell me boy. Why are you here." She said, tone annoyed and arms crossed. However you noticed in one hand, she held a spray bottle with some sort of green liquid...weird.
"Why am I here? Um, well miss, I'm here because I have a free period." You said, truly confused at the question.
Oleanna rolled her eyes. "No, boy. I mean why are you here. In my school. Why, oh why." She drawled, tone still annoyed, but sounding a slight bit lighter.
You raised an eyebrow, still confused as to the purpose of this question. "Well miss...My dad brought me here. I really can't say why, I just was. Cynthia allowed me in, and well...here I am, I suppose." You said. There really wasn't much else to it really.
Oleanna gave a small smile. "Very good...You're here by the good grace of our weak principal."
Now THAT was unexpected. Oleanna always acted like a suck up to Cynthia. Never had a bad word to say about her, and despite not liking your enrollment here, accepted it on Cynthia's word alone.
Before you could question the tired woman, she continued.
"I want you to realize something boy....I don't hate you."
And that took you completely by surprise and shattered your guard like glass. She DIDN'T hate you? DIDNT hate your guts and the very air you breathed??
"Um....miss? Permission to speak?" You asked, mind a little jumbled.
With an affirmative nod from Oleanna, you drew a breath, still not sure what the hell is happening. "Miss, I find it VERY hard to believe you don't hate me. Your were only one of two staff that didn't want me here, the other being Lorelei. You berate me, yell at me, and thanks you im also the title holder of most detentions for this school's history!" You said exasperated.
That last part was very true, you even beat out Plumeria at this point.
Oleanna rolled her eyes. "I know, I know. However, I'll say this. Lorelei does hate you, and is a fool for her reasons. And I understand it's difficult to believe me...so allow me to prove it to you."
Without warning, she pointed the spray bottle at you and sprayed directly into your face. You gasped in surprise, covering your eyes barely in time...your mouth, not so lucky. You sputtered and coughed on the rotten tasting liquid, stumbling back as it burned your face and mouth.
"Agh! Agh, blah! What the fuck did you spray me with!!" You snapped, covering your now burning face in an attempt to calm the burning.
The pain and discomfort was a big distraction for you. Big enough for you not to notice some...small changes.
Oleanna gave a small smile as she saw you start to dwindle down. The effect was immediate, and yet you didn't even notice.
Oleanna witnessed you shrink down to...
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