Ella is an enchanted Wallflower.

“Get over it already!” One of the girls grunted as Ella tried to bring up Aida again, “Of course he let her give him a blowjob, the girl is fucking hot.”

Ella just stared at her like she was crazy; yet her entire group seemed to agree.

“Seriously!” Her blond friend said to her right, “You could be the hottest bitch in school, but Aida's like the goddamn playboy centerfold!”

“S-she's not...” Ella stumbled uncharacteristically as she found herself in the unfamiliar position of her friends being against her, “N-not that hot.”

“Seriously. Lesbians are gross and all, but the bitch is so hot I would fool around with her if she offered!”

Ella couldn't understand what was happening as she gaped in confusion at Candice to her left. Candice was easily the most problematic of her group. Candice was... often self-righteous in judging others in the school, especially those she considered herself better than, which was essentially everyone else. Her behavior itself had been problematic, and Ella and a few others tolerated her but cracked fun at her behind her back on occasion. It didn't help that Candice took after her Mother, the unfortunately but aptly named Karen. Still, her mother was the head of the local homeowner's association and at literally every school board meeting, making Candice a shoe-in for the group.

“Candice!” Ella whispered loudly, in a shocked tone, “the fuck?”

The girl shrugged nonchalantly. As if she and her mom weren't always trying trying to push some agenda against such attitudes at the student council.

“Hey did you guys-” Candice switched the topic, paying Ella no further mind.

She stared at them and felt an unfamiliar feeling of being small and unimportant. She tried to find her confidence, to take charge of the conversation like usual, yet all she did was awkwardly open and close her mouth as she failed to find a way to even contribute to the conversation. Yet she couldn't find a spot to step in the conversation without feeling awkward. It was like her confidence had been taken away...

She couldn't help but remember that strange feeling when Aida had taken control in the locker room, that bizarre chill that felt like her soul was being strained through something, or those curt words Aida had spoken that felt like they cut her and followed her around. How dare did that worthless harlot speak to her like... like she was better!

“Popular people are often the ones who are the most shallow.”

She winced as she remembered Aida's words. Ella turned her head and gave a side eye to Aida in the corner of the lunchroom. She seethed as she saw Cory over with her... looking at her like she was a goddess... How dare he think Aida had more worth than her! She needed to find some way to lure him away from Aida, to prove to Cory that she could be more than-

“Because I'm going to show you exactly how much you really aren't worth.”

How dare that bitch. Ella just wanted to bend her over that table and... show Aida she had more worth. Tie her up and pound Aida until she screamed Ella's name like it was the only name of any value. She wanted to make reduce the harlot into a quivering mess and make her beg for Ella to let her have release. Aida would tearfully proclaim that Ella was better than her, that Ella deserved everyone's acclaim, because Ella would tame the insolent mink beneath her.

She bit her lip, as she stared intently, her so-called friends not showing her any attention as she stared deadset at Aida. Her legs quivered, and her hand had somehow snuck beneath the table and her skirt, but Ella didn't even register it as she envisioned the sight of Aida beneath her, tied up, begging for mercy as she came real good as Ella drove a strapon between those shiny cheeks... Aida would profusely apologize for thinking she was better as she begged Ella to go faster. harder. better.

She snapped out of her thoughts as she moaned before realizing what she had been doing. Her core quivered shockingly close to release as Ella shock over her own actions pulled her away. Twisting her head from Aida's table, she looked back towards her friends who stopped their conversation and stared at her confused. For a long few seconds, Ella thought they knew exactly what she had been doing before her friend Brittney on the right spoke.

“I mean... the book wasn't that good, Ella.”

“I... sorry I had a long night and zoned off for a moment.” She said, having no idea what they had been talking about, but they seemed to accept it as they looked away from her. She felt aghast as she felt the sticky wetness on her hand and her soaked panties. Glancing around she realized that thankfully no-one seemed to realize what she had been-

Oh, a few people noticed hon. But with how much they all enjoyed the show no-one will tattle.

Ella blinked, confused as she thought she... felt a voice in her head. She looked around again and locked eyes with... she thought her name was Sarah? She was standing near the entrance, blushing as they locked eyes for a moment, before the girl blushed and stepped away towards the lunch counter.

Wait... Wasn't she Aida's sister?