Chapter 4- Lunch and The Bet

**Disclaimer- Y'all know the deal…I dun own Kathryn and the original characters of Cruel Intentions. Nor am I making money off of them.**

It's about noon, which means it's lunch period for the students and faculty. My usual lunch crew and I were sitting at our table in the northeast corner of the dining hall. Kathryn and her friends were sitting at a table in the southeast corner, just laughing and chattering away. So I felt like this was my opportunity to begin my strategic plot against her. So I excused myself from our table and began to stride over to Kathryn's table. I was only two away from my table when I heard Marly say to Annette and Blain, "She's gonna do it…"

As I was walking down the aisle, I could feel all the eyes in that room turn in my direction. The entire student body was watching me, and waiting to see what I was going to do. As I approached her table, her pack of snobby whores starred at me like I was lost. "What do you want?" She spitefully said, "Did they run out of tube tops at Buckle?"

"Rrrrighttt…" I said not caring about her comment, "Look, Kathryn I'm here to do that. I have a little wager for you…."

"A wager?" she responded, "From you?"

"It involves our new Literature teacher."

"So. What makes you think I'd be interested?"

"Oh come on now. I saw how you were looking at him. Every time he spoke, you looked like you wanted to maul him. He intrigues you, doesn't he?"

"Hmm…the little skank's got a point. But I'm not the only one, what about you, Miss I want to go on that ride? "

"Touché. So my wager is this. The one to steal his heart and make him fall madly in love wins."

"Well then. What are the terms, oh sister dear?"

"If I win, I get your room, half of your clothes, and seventy-five percent of your allowance every week for the next 2 years."

"And If I win…"

"Whatever you want…"

"Really? Ok then. If I win, you have to leave the house and give me your car."

"Fair enough."

"Ok. Then you're on…"

"Oh. And just before we shake on this… I thought I should let you know, I've done some research on him. He's a virgin with high expectations on stay that way until he's married or truly in love. So to actually win, one of us was to fuck him first."

"Ohh. Shouldn't be to hard then." Then we shook on it.

"Happy hunting, Kathryn."

"Same to you, Janessa." When I walked away, I heard her say, "You're going to need all the luck you can get?"

 Then I began to walk away back to my table. I was halfway to my table when I muttered "stupid bitch" and smiled wickedly. When I got back to the table, Marly looked at me and asked, "So she agreed to it?"

"Yep." I replied, "I'm gonna make that poor little geek fall for me, and not lift a finger doing it."

Marly slapped me a "mid-five" and turned to continued to talk to Blain about his recent romp with Greg McConnell. Annette then held her head down and whispered to me, "Do you really think it worth it now, Janessa? I mean she's kind of been though enough."

"No. She's deserves what she's got coming." I whispered back, "Besides I'm doing it for you, too."

"Really? You think so? She's a real bitch I know. But are you aware that what you doing is going to cause so much heartache, that she may kill herself?"

"I'm fully aware. And when you put like that, it makes me want to start a hell of a lot sooner."

"Janessa…"

"Look, Annette I know you have a good heart and a nagging conscience. And I have a conscience too. But when you fuck with my friends, you're fucking with my emotions. And when you fuck with my emotions, you're playing with fire. And oh yes dammit, you're going to get burned. That bitch took away the best friend I've ever had, so now she gotten herself in quite a fiery predicament. So there's no hope for her now."

"Whatever. Hun, why can't you understand that revenge isn't going to bring him back?"

"I know its not. But I will bring me joy to see her fall. So nothing you can say is going to change that." So I got my little leather bag and stormed out of the dining hall.

I understand where she's coming from. But I can't stand that Kathryn gets a fake rehab sentence then everything's all well and good. No, that's not good enough for me. She's going down. And I'm gonna make damn sure of that.

As was walking to my car five minutes after I left the dining hall, my cell phone rang. It was Annette. "Hey. Look I understand you're hurting, just promise me you won't get yourself hurt."

"Oh. I never do. I'm not promising you that Kathryn won't though."

She sighed. "Fine. See ya."

Then I hung up the phone. Just ten seconds after I pressed end, it rang again. "Look, Annette. I said I'll be fine, so stop worrying."

A male's voice said, "Jannessa…."

"Who the hell is this? Is this some kind of sick fucking joke?!"

Dial tone. I rush outside to my parked car, jump inside and lock the doors. That was same voice that called two nights before. Who was playing this joke on me? Was somebody trying to drive me crazy? I just sat there in the car. I put my arms on the steering wheel, put my head down, and began to cry. I was just sitting there crying. Crying because somebody knew my pain and was trying to use it hurt me even more. Trying to drive me crazy. Why? Why would somebody want to do that? Little did I know that within only 2 months I would find out…