*One Month Later*
She continues to gently grind against the bed, physically begging to be free of the binds that have had a hold of her for what has felt like an eternity. She's about to burst, she just can't stand it anymore. The endless teasing, that light feathery touch against her body from endlessly long fingers and luscious lips that pay her no heed. She is so sick of it, she dares to speak.
"W-who..." she can barely whisper. "W-who are you?" she barely finishes before she whimpers out the tiniest moan.
They don't reply.
"P-please-"
Still nothing.
"Oh, God please."
"Hm?"
A voice.
Finally a voice.
But... it was was too faint.
"Who are you?" she feels this person move up her body.
"Alas she speaks." it's a whisper. A gentle whisper.
Too gentle of a whisper!
A whisper so she can't figure out who the hell this is.
"P-pleassssse..." she feels a hand caress her neck as he starts to gently nibble on her ear.
"Tell me what you want," the whisper is so close to her ear, it almost scares her.
"W-what?" she manages to whisper. "Y-you-."
"Tell me what you want," the voice then purrs as she can feel
"I-..." this is insane. "J-just..."
"Just." such a succulent voice for nothing more than a whisper.
"Just don't stop..."
O.o
For a month now Sarah has been plagued with the bitter sweetness of long and fever-filled nights, endlessly rapturing with pleasure and continuous empty answers as to who the hell is making person-less love with her, night in and night out. This whole thing is officially weirding her out, and Sarah is starting to get a little worried, not to mention, a little sexually frustrated. Why hasn't she been able to figure this out yet? Every single night, since day one, this... THING that she continues to make love to becomes less and less transparent, but when things get just a little more clearer, it is as if she takes one step forward and five steps back, and it is driving her absolutely ballistic!
Why can't she just see who the damn person is already?
Then maybe she'll finally get over it...
Or... If she finally figures out who it is, and it is someone she knows, it just might complicate things further. Like, what if it were some sort of co-worker, or a student-'oh come on, NO!'
Oh, God! What if it is someone as conspicuous as that? How would she live with herself to secretly thrive on such a depraved mind- even worse- when Sheena finds out! Sarah can't keep a damn thing from Sheena. She knows everything about Sarah!
Well... Mostly everything.
Maybe this is just a pathetic cry for help because of the lack of sex life she has.
It would certainly make sense.
But Sarah is perfectly fine with where she is in life. She doesn't need to rely on anyone to make her happy.
So why is she dreaming like she is?
Sarah is at her wits end.
As if things weren't going swimmingly enough, with her mentally insane students racking her credit-card bill through the roof by day, and the erotic sex novels she writes with her body every night, Sarah's day has instantly gone down the shitter as she has just been given a note from the office immediately with a case involving a disgruntled Toby and another kid's, now, broken nose. Luckily, since it is Sheena's personal hour, she is holding down the fort until Sarah can return. Sarah walks the luxurious locker-filled hallways complete with the crappily made school pride posters, making haste, and heels clicking in the wind, right to her boss' office. Going through the endless possibilities of what the hell happened, combined with what the hell he was thinking, she is wondering how the hell she is going to be able to get him out of this one.
Their parents were less than thrilled, to say the least, when they realized that Toby would be attending the same school that Sarah had been teaching at. But at the time, it made complete sense that she would work in this school district after spending her party days away from the family to pursue her career, so she could make something of herself. But after 5 years in college, she hadn't realized how much she had missed of Toby's childhood and hated herself for it, yeah she visited every so often for a holiday or a birthday, but she missed out on SO MUCH. It only made sense to find work close to home so she could be apart of his life once again.
Yet, when their parent's found out that Sarah could be present as a legal guardian for his more troublesome days, their parents had turned the other cheek at their unique little dilemma, and Sarah now admits to herself that she underestimated how close she and Toby have actually gotten, and is starting to think that they are getting a little too damn close, and crap like this is precisely the reason why she is becoming more and more okay with the little zit-for-brains going away for a while.
Trudging through the empty trash-filled halls, she finally makes it to the main office. Walking in a rush, she gives a quick friendly wave to the secretaries as she practically bursts into the principals office door to see two boys:
Toby and Mr. Joey Stadler holding a bloody damp cloth to his, now, messed up nose. She looks specifically to Toby with eyes that would skin him alive, if only they could.
"Oh my God, Toby did you really do this?" she knelt down to Mr. Stadler to look at his nose.
"Thank you, Ms. Williams for joining us on such short notice." Principal Mullins says standing. "Mr. Stadler's guardians have been notified, but they won't be here for a few more minutes. And because I know that you have a class to get back to, lets try to make this as painless as possible." the kind, older man says with a nod.
"Toby, why on earth did you break his nose?"
Toby only crosses his arms in anger.
"Toby, answer me."
"Yeah, you better answer your big sister before she puts your widdle nose in the corner." Joey muffles beyond the bloody rag.
"At least I still have a nose."
"Toby." 'damn it, that was a good one.'
He refuses to speak, only gives attitude.
Sarah huffs at his impudence. "I understand, Mr. Mullins, that the penalty for any misconduct in the rules of fighting, and harming another student proves a right for suspension." Sarah shot an evil eye. "But don't you think we could give him "in school suspension" instead and he can just stay in my classroom for a few days? I can make sure he is as miserable as possible." Sarah was speaking more towards her half-wit brother.
"Unfortunately, that isn't the only thing that he is guilty of, Ms. Williams." Principal Mullins says in a disappointed sigh. Looking down to his desk, he picks up something peculiar to toss to Sarah: a plastic bag filled with a green substance that looks like marijuana. "This fell out of his bag when one of the teachers was breaking the boys up."
...
'What the actual fuck.'
Sarah only looks to her boss, eyes large and jaw dropped. "Wha-but..." she is speechless. What?! "Toby-"
"No!" Toby stands. "It wasn't me! It was him!" Toby points to Joey. "He had it! Yesterday!"
"And how do you know this?" Sarah asks expecting an answer, like, now!
"I-I saw him with it..."
"Where? When?"
Toby only looks to the room of people staring him down. He takes a big nervous gulp. "H-he had it yesterday after school with all his football friends. They saw me and... a friend of mine walking and... and came over to us asking if we wanted some."
"That's a load of bullshit! I never did that-ow..." Joey struggles to say.
"Who was this friend with you? Maybe he can be your alibi?" Principal Mullins says with a sympathetic disposition.
"What?" Joey muffles.
"He... h-he..."
"Oh, all of this is a load of crap." Joey muffles. "You're just cutting the little jerk-off some slack because he's the friggin' teachers' pets. Yet, he is the one with the weed in his backpack. AND he punched ME in the nose!"
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Puzzled, Principal Mullins proceeds to open the door to see a student, one of the seniors by the name of Francesca Kingsley "I'm sorry, Ms. Kingsley, but I am in a very important meeting right now-"
"I know, Principal Mullins," Sarah turns around to see one of her students at the door. "That's why I'm here,"
"Francesca?" Toby whispers as a blush suddenly grows upon his face. "B-but I told you-"
"I know, Toby and I appreciate it, but I can't keep this a secret." Francesca says as she is invited in.
"Ms. Kingsley," Mullins refers to the senior girl. "Have you something to say about what has happened today?"
"Yes," she says with a brave voice. Slowly she takes in a nervous breath before speaking. "Yesterday during school, I overheard Joey talking to some of his friends about some stuff he got from a friend of his. I didn't know what to do, so I tried to keep it to myself, but I guess he found out that I knew, so he and his friends confronted me today..." she gulps avoiding any eye contact with Joey. "They start threatening me to... to keep it a secret, and I told them I would. But t-they wouldn't leave me alone..." she couldn't go on.
"You little bitch-"
"I would shut the hell up, Mr. Stadler." Sarah says with a very serious voice.
"And that's when I punched him in the face." Toby admitted. "I saw one of the guys slip the stuff in her bag, and after I hit him, I went to her and told her give it to me. I was going to try to put it back in his possession without him seeing, but by that time, there was a crowd. I was screwed. And that's when the other guys attacked me and then we got broken up."
"All you assholes can just go to hell!"
"Toby, why the hell would you get yourself scrambled in all of this drama? None of this involved you, but you just had to jump in?" Sarah sits completely baffled. "Why?"
Toby struggles to come up with an answer. "I-I just..."
"I appreciate you trying to help your classmates, but all of this could have been avoided with a teachers hand in all of this."
"Yeah! Hello?" Sarah points to herself.
"And I know it is "un-cool" to snitch, or whatever it is you kids call it, but a lot of this could have been avoided if you had just told someone," Principal Mullins keeps his answer quite civil.
"I'm sorry," Toby whispers.
"That goes for both of you." Francesca only nods.
"I can't believe this from you guys." Sarah stands. "You guys are graduating in a month and you are acting like you are in Junior High. Toby, you just can't just go beating the crap out of people," She is at a complete disadvantage. She just looks to Joey with the most hateful look in her eye, pointing to him in rage. "And you, you conniving little-"
"Okay, Ms. Williams. You need to remain calm." Mullins gently warns his colleague. She huffs as she keeps to herself. "There is still the disadvantage of your brother, here starting a fight, and while it had good intentions, so would have been better telling an adult."
"I get it,"
"No, you don't Tobes. You're lucky you're only 17. One more year and you would have been arrested and trialed as an adult. And I wouldn't be able to bail you out."
Principal Mullins continues. "As you have stated earlier, the repercussions for fighting results in suspension, but understanding that it was all in... good... intentions, I will allow for you to punish him as you deem worthy," he finishes with a smile.
"Oh, believe me, I will." Sarah smiles brightly, yet with a hit of evil that even makes Joey tremble in his seat.
"And Ms. Kingsley," Mullins calls.
"Yes sir?"
"Go ahead and wait in the office outside, while I get the police and your uncle on the phone. He will have to know what has happened here, today."
Francesca dangles her head low, as low as it can possibly go. "Y-yes sir," she says as she starts to cry.
"But why? She didn't do anything wrong." Toby says trying to defend her.
"While you are correct, Toby, you and Ms. Kingsley are the only alibis for Mr. Stadler's drug bust. Having possession of drugs is a very serious crime and it calls for very serious circumstances. We need you and her here to confirm this information to the police. So you will be staying here as well."
"I am going to go and tell Sheena what's going on so she can hold my class for the remainder of the day."
"There is no need for that, Ms. Williams. We will keep Toby here until the end of the period. I don't want this information getting too big, so we will have all of this commotion wait until after school. You may go back to your class, though I will have to ask that you return here at the end of the day."
"Yes, sir." Sarah nods in agreement.
O.o
Sheena is thriving off of all of this drama. She is LOVING it so much, mainly because she can't freaking stand Joey Stadler, much like the rest of the female faculty. Mr. Stadler had an interesting reputation with being an all around pig, not just with the female students, but with the teachers, too. And boy are they all glad that he is going to be gone.
Sarah, on the other hand, isn't too happy with being tied up in all this. Learning Toby's side of the story, it didn't surprise her that he would do something like that, for anyone. He really doesn't like injustice, which is why he is considering following in their father's footsteps in Law. But it was also unsurprising that it was for Ms. Francesca Kingsley's well being either. He has had the biggest crush on her since she arrived as a new kid at the beginning of the year. The googlily eyes Toby would give to her across the hallways during passing almost made Sarah want to puke, but she also couldn't help but admit how cute it was.
On the other hand, she also hates to admit how much of a freaking coward he is with her, too. He, literally, would rather punch out a jerk than to just ask her to the freaking prom.
This is the last thing that filters through her mind as she walks back in the main office before seeing Toby getting ready to start apologizing for his life.
And boy is he gonna need it.
"Okay, Sarah. I am so, so freaking sorry."
"Toby, what is the matter with you?" she whispers. "You were this close- THIS CLOSE- to getting in a shit-ton of trouble." she speaks in more worry than anything.
"I know. I'm sorry. It just pissed me off on how he was treating her." Toby begs. "Sarah, you didn't hear what he said about her."
"That still doesn't give you an excuse to break his nose, Toby." she leans in on one hip.
"Oh, he deserved it,"
"And I agree. But I am ashamed of you acting like a complete neanderthal, when you could have just compromised his intelligence with words of undermining strength or belittled his insecurities with the inner screw of your extensive vocabulary, metaphorically hitting him in a way that would mentally strike him for the rest of his life, but no. I find you throwing damn punches."
"He just..." Toby tightens his fists. "He made me so angry, Sarah. I couldn't think of words. All I could think of was my fist in his face."
"I know you like the girl, Toby, but you could have done something a little more romantic than that."
"WHAT!" Toby jumps back in embarrassment. "I-I don't like her..."
"Oh P-u-lease!" Sarah starts to walk away.
"I don't!"
"Mmhmm,"
"Sarah,"
"Why else would you risk taking the blame for something like that? You're whipped, dude."
"Shut up-"
"Why don't you just ask her to prom and be done with it, stupid."
"Because I don't like her like that!"
"That's the biggest lie I have heard all year, and I teach a bunch of over pretentious seniors."
"God. Is this going to be my punishment? You holding this over my head for the rest of my life?"
"Oohohoho no." she brings him in for a demeaning half-hug. "That is just the perk of being a big sister. Your punishment is going to account for this whole weekend, because we are going to go somewhere special. Just you and me. Together." Toby can see that her smile was at his expense.
"Where are you taking me?" he asks in fear.
"Well, it's the first week in April. What happens every year in the first week of April?"
It took Toby a moment to figure it out.
Until...
"Oh NO! Sarah please! Please!"
"That's right, little brother! Two fun-filled days at the ever whimsical 2003 New York "Medieval Fair! Oh, it's gonna be so much fun!" Sarah beams in excitement.
"Two days?!"
"With matching henna tattoos to boot."
"One day."
"As juggling partners."
"We haven't juggled together in, like, 5 years."
"Then practice."
"I have 3 papers to do and finals to study for!"
"Then practice fast."
"This sucks."
"So will Joey's nose after it's out of the cast."
"No tights."
"Deal- BUT-" she holds a finger up for the loophole. "You also have to spend Monday in "in school suspension" in my room for the whole day. Deal?"
Toby sighs a very heavy sigh. "Fine." they shake on it.
"Hey, you think that my punishment is bad, just wait until Karen finds out," Sarah starts to laugh.
"I can't believe that this is what I get for trying to be a hero. This isn't fair."
"Suck it up, kiddo. You're a big kid now. And in big kid land, that's the way it is." she says as they walk out of the school to meet Principal Mullins and the others outside with the police.
"Joey Stadler, you are under arrest for possession of illegal narcotics."
"You stupid- little-" a woman shouts as she hits Joey with her purse.
"Anything you say can and will be used against you by the court of law."
"Just you wait until I get my hands on you-" she makes one last hard smack before Joey is seated in the back of the police car.
"Uncle, please. I didn't mean for any of this to happen." Sarah suddenly hears the plea of what sounded like Francesca. "I'm not even in trouble, I just had to admit that I saw something, that's it-"
"Do you have any idea how hard I worked to get you into this school?"
"I know, Uncle."
"And you were the one that chose such a place."
"I know, please, Uncle. Daddy doesn't have to know... Not yet."
Sarah and Toby see Francesca on the verge of tears as they can only see the back of her uncle's head.
"Do you honestly think I am going to keep this from your father?"
"But I am positive that he is going to pull me out if he finds out that I was involved with police."
"And I am positive that you are correct, young lady. You should say goodbye to your little comrades while you can."
"But school is almost over. Uncle, Prom is only in a few weeks, please-"
"Excuse me," Sarah feels so inclined to help for some reason. "I'm Ms. Williams, maybe I can be of some help, here." she tries a friendly hand at the situation.
The gentleman turns around-
...
'Holy mother of God...'
"Ms. Williams," the gentleman's stern scold turns into quite a familiar smirk as her word suddenly spins in a whiplash.
'Of course! Of course! I mean why not, right? Out off all of the shit that continues to land into my lap, why the hell not? Why not just add The Goblin King in it as well?'
"Oh this is fantastic!" Sarah exclaims for the world to hear.