This is the challenge fic(VickixTimmyxPrincess- Mandie)
Another boring exam in the school, this time it was Denzel(epileptic)Crocker's algebra. Nobody gave a shit about his lessons, though it was arguable that how much they're even lessons in the first place. Still an exam is an exam, even if it is being graded by a complete lunatic.
Denzel Crocker often indulged in folklore and mythology over regular Math lessons. In the remaining periods he would often be recovering from an epileptic feat. Clearly, less of a teacher and more of a "butt of all jokes".
"Timmy, I would be watching you, if you take help from your fairies and if I catch you, brace yourself for an F." Crocker threatened the brunet teen. Timmy wasn't worried, Crocker often accused him of cheating using fairies, what he didn't know that his fairies are very human, in-fact human. His two genius friends Tootie and AJ helped him out in Biology and Math. exams respectively. For Chemistry and Physics there was one Vicki Valentine and for literature there was Chester.
Today was no different, Crocker was on medication, so he couldn't keep his eyes open, even for the initial 10 minutes. The land was fertile, the rain was there, only the seed had to be sown.
"Psst...AJ, numbeh 1..." he called his friend in an almost inaudible voice, who just sat a bench before him. AJ nonchalantly shifted his answer sheet, Timmy saw the solution and promptly copied it down, then Tootie copied it from him, then followed by her red headed twin sister Vicki and last but not the least Chester.
This was their secret of getting higher grades, this clique would often sit nearby in the exams, one of them took lead, while others promptly copied leader's answers. In Math exams AJ took the lead, while in Biology Tootie was the saviour, Physics and Chemistry was the red-head's domain and Chester excelled in literature.
Now comes Timothy Turner, he wasn't good at any of the subjects, he often clinged to his friends to get passed much like a parasite to it's hosts. But he had his own expertises. All of the clique members sucked in History, and here came Timmy's expertise, he was an avant grade cheater. He would come up with micro xeroxed notes, use them with impeccable precision and thus fooling the invigilator and securing good marks for the group.
The dynamics of this group was also very peculiar. AJ was the brains in the conversations, Chester being the emotive guy, Tootie was the rational mind judging the pros and cons, Timmy the goofball and last but not the least, the devil incarnate, Vicki.
A person like Vicki shouldn't be hanging in a clique,she was basically a loner, previously her only friend was her twin sister. The prospect of higher grades in certain subjects won over her loner tendencies. She figured out that having a handful friends comes handy when one gets stuck in a sticky situation. Like when she almost killed Francis the school bully for trying to make a pass at her, her group stood by her especially Timmy. They created a scenario that a mad mugger has beaten Francis to Coma. When Francis recovered he was so scared that he left the damn town. Infact this clique helped her in many of her exploits, like shoplifting in the mall, robbing random kids from their lunch money, blackmailing teachers who had some secret to hide. The group came handy in her exploits, she never thought out of all people her sister and the cute innocent brunet(read Timmy) were this much evil.
On any heist, AJ's logical planning, Chester's con artistry, Tootie's coverup, Timmy's acting and innocent facade helped her a lot.
They were pretty much hated by the sensible adolescents, but their sugary facades, saccharine tones, and innocent looks (thanks to Timmy) kept the adults oblivious from their exploits.
The life was becoming a fun affair for them, until she arrived. Miss Mandy or commonly known as Mandie, was just transferred as the P.E. coach in Dimmsdale high. She was a strict and authoritarian in nature. She punished anyone who skipped the classes, failure in performing exercises would often result in rigorous punishments.
"Turner, didn't ja hear me? Chest straight, dip more." as usual miss Mandy was trying to corrects Timmy's form for push-ups.
"Victoria, where the hell'ave ya been?30 pushups,now" she screamed at Vicki, who nonchalantly entered the class.
Tootie, Chester and AJ were luckier. Their P.E teacher was different.
To correct the errant brunet, she pressed her right leg over his back tightly, to make the rep. harder for him.
"Mam, please. I can't go any more." Timmy pleaded.
"No, you're weak, I can't tolerate weak people who want to stay weak." she grinned.
Miss Mandy was the only teacher out of the influence realm of the clique. They couldn't manipulate her, they had nothing to blackmail her with.
"You, don't slack." now she hawked her gaze over Vicki.
Over the walk from the school only Miss Mandy dominated their conversations.
"We'ave to do something about her, else hell'll break loose." Timmy sighed.
"We can't let her to make people miserable, that's our job." Vicki added.
"What did she do again? Sis?" a empathetic Tootie asked
"What else, forced me to do 100 pushups and almost broke the twerp's non-existent backbone." she replied.
She wasn't exaggerating, her triceps were sore from the previous torture and Timmy's back was hurting like hell.
"Well, we don't have anything to blackmail her." Timmy blurted.