Exelis
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Mar 23, 2009
Katherine sighed as she looked at her locker. Someone - probably one of the more popular football stars of the school - had thought it would be funny to pump... She didn't know what it was when it'd been pumped into her locker, but it smelled like sour milk now, and it looked like... Well, she wasn't going to say anything like that out loud. "Oh, no..." She grimaced as she saw that the 'air holes' in the bottom of her locker were leaking the liquid into the locker below her. "Oh, I'm sorry, Charles," she whimpered to the freshman that had the misfortune of being put under her that year, biting her chapped pink lips as she adjusted her glasses.
"I-it's allright... You did warn... Oh, man, my jacket," the boy said, sticking out his tongue as he pulled out his favorite jacket. "What did you ever do for those jerks to do this?"
"I refused to to their homework," she said, closing her locker, "I"m going to go get the janitor to help... You better get to class..." As she walked away, she saw a group of the football players in the open lunchroom, enjoying their lunch period. She glared at the boys as she walked before she saw him. She blushed before she pulled her green eyes away. No... He was probably one of her tormenters. Though, he'd seemed nice enough when they'd been paired together for chemestry... She blushed again, shaking her dark curly head, muttering to herself, "Stop that!" She started walking quicker, wanting to get to the janitor's office before he went to lunch himself. "Mr. Fredricks," she asked, knocking on the door, "Sir?"
"I-it's allright... You did warn... Oh, man, my jacket," the boy said, sticking out his tongue as he pulled out his favorite jacket. "What did you ever do for those jerks to do this?"
"I refused to to their homework," she said, closing her locker, "I"m going to go get the janitor to help... You better get to class..." As she walked away, she saw a group of the football players in the open lunchroom, enjoying their lunch period. She glared at the boys as she walked before she saw him. She blushed before she pulled her green eyes away. No... He was probably one of her tormenters. Though, he'd seemed nice enough when they'd been paired together for chemestry... She blushed again, shaking her dark curly head, muttering to herself, "Stop that!" She started walking quicker, wanting to get to the janitor's office before he went to lunch himself. "Mr. Fredricks," she asked, knocking on the door, "Sir?"