I’M SO SORRY GUYS, THIS ONE IS NOT VERY EROTIC, WAIT FOR THE NEXT STORY THOUGH, IT’S GONNA BE GOOD!!!


“Will, I really, really don’t want to!”

“I know. But we don’t have any real reason not to”

“Uh…yes we do! Think about all the things she’s made us do!”

“So what? She’s a human being like everyone else, we should just talk to her.”

“Fine..”Pierce regrettably said as he and Will opened the door to Amy Lewis’s office and walked in.

The teacher sat at her desk weeping bitterly, and didn’t even look up or respond to the sudden light that was penetrating the dark room from the hall.

“Ms. Lewis?” Will asked softly, shaking her shoulder.

“Wi-Will? Why are you two in here?”

“We thought we should see how you’re doing”

“Oh, Will…” Amy replied as she was now completely overwhelmed with guilt, “How can you care about me after all the things I’ve made you do?”

“Well, you were crying and we thought that you may be in some kind of distress?” Will said, unsure of what exactly to say to his former persecutor.

“Will…Pierce…I am so sorry. It’s my fault for what I did, I won’t blame anyone else. I can’t believe what I’ve done! Please forgive me, I know you don’t have any reason to, and I know that I shouldn’t be forgiven for such horrible thing, but please! I want to help you two, your in danger, and I can’t bear to think about what might happen if anyone got hurt because of my STUPID STUPID addiction! Please, Will, Pierce…please forgive me…”

“I do”, Will said confidently as Amy wiped tears from her red eyes.

“I do too”, Pierce spoke up.

Amy whimpered, and covering her mouth, she began to weep once more.



Rachel could hear the conversation from the other room. using a stethoscope she had acquired from the nurses office, she could hear the conversation, maybe not 100% clearly, but with enough accuracy to know what was happening to the three people in the adjacent office.

“Dammit”, she thought to herself, “I think I’m losing control of Amy.”



Brook stood outside the corner of the office door. She had entered the building early to drop the forged note off on Amy’s desk, but had happened to overhear everything they were saying. She smiled as she heard the words of apology come from Amy’s office, yet she wanted someone in the room to punch the teacher or yell at her or punish her in some way. Sighing, Brook stood silently by the door and waited for the teacher to quit crying.



When Amy’s crying had resided momentarily she suddenly grabbed the two boys by the shirt and pulled them towards her.

“You are both, in danger. Especially you, Will. You both need to find help”

“What!” Pierce yelped, now scared out of his mind.

“Listen to me. That Rachel girl, she’s after you, Will. And, Pierce, she’s not afraid to take you down either”, Amy warned as Pierce gulped, “She found this guy, his name in Rev. Lloyd Greene, he knows you and Brook and he-”

“What!” Will shouted. He pulled away form Amy and put his hands on his head, he felt sick now. His stomach began to churn and his eyes widened with fear.

Brook, overhearing everything from her place form outside, burst into the office and grabbed Amy by the arms.

“What did you say? Where is he? How did he know where we are?”

“I-I don’t know!” Amy yelled back in surprise as Brook had appeared to have jumped out of no were, “He-he’s teamed up with Hayden! And Rachel! And that one kid Mark, he had him have that affair with Brook so that Will would get mad at her and when he called to straighten out the situation he lied to Will!”

“That bastard…” Brook said between her teeth. She let go of Amy and clenched her fists tight with rage, “That fucking bastard! Tell me, Lewis, what else did grandpa-I mean-Greene do to us?”

“Blane…”, Amy said softly and sadly, “He had this girl named Hayden poison him some how. I know he’s in the hospital, but if you want to blame anyone, it’s her fault. She even arranged to have someone give Lynn those specific shrooms for the party.”

“Oh my god…” Brook said to herself. In complete shock she let the note in her hand slip from it’s place and drift to the floor.

Seeing her name printed on it, Amy picked up the note and read it.

“Oh my god!” She said to herself, “You were planning to catch me!”

“Yes we were, Ms. Lewis”, Brook spoke up, “We were going to, but now-”

“And you need to.”

“What?” Will and Brook said simultaneously.

“I need to go to prison. I can learn self-control there. And besides, they’ll find out I told you guys about the plan and whose involved, so chances are the safest place to be is in prison.”

“Ms. Lewis…”, Will began, “You want to go to prison?”

“Yes. I-I need to go, Will”, said proudly, trying to make herself as mature as possible in front of the students.

“Well then heres the plan. You go to the boy’s locker room tomorrow at four. Once you get there, there’s a whole drilled in the corner of the showers that you’ll position yourself at. During this time, Will or Pierce, it doesn’t matter, will freak out and run from the showers, pointing and yelling at the peephole. The coach will call campus security, and you’ll be taken in to the office and an officer will come and take you to jail.”

“That’s-that’s a great plan, Brook”, Amy said, surprised at how thought out the 9th grader’s plan was.

“Alright then. See you at four tomorrow”, Brook said enthusiastically, and she, Will and Pierce walked out of the office.



Rachel punched the wall of the classroom. She pulled the stethoscope form her ears and threw it on the ground. She paced back and forth in the classroom, her arms crossed, she bit her bottom lip.

“GODDAMMIT!” She yelled, “That bitch is a traitor!”

Rachel felt blood trickle form her lip as her tooth penetrated the soft skin on her lips.