Late for class

Gina walked into class a half hour late. Luckily for her Mrs. Tompkins was engrossed in an english lecture as usual. She quietly took her seat and pulled out her phone.

I missed the first half of the lecture so its no use litsening in now Gina thought as she began texting.

In the ten minutes since she had started text a juicy conversaiton had develped between Gina and her lackey Susan. Yesterday she had asked Susan to find dirt on the new exchange student Mikka. Gina wanted to get this new girl under her thumb ASAP. She couldn't have Mikka disrupt the delicate pecking order Gina worked so hard to maintain.

Unfortunately for Gina, she was about to learn just how far she could fall.

Her phone screen indicated that Susan was typing. A few more moments and Gina would have the shameful secret Mikka was hiding. She was giddy with anticipation. She loved knowing someone's private shame. Those dirty little secrets she could leverage to humiliate her peers. She watched as the text began to load but was jerked back to the present by the touch of a cold hand on her right shoulder. A hand belonging to Mrs. Tompkins.

"Gina dearie that's enough." the english teacher cooed. "Why don't you come with me sweetie."

With her other hand now placed just above Gina's left elbow, Mrs. Tompkins began the task of gently guiding the naughty miscreant to the front of the classroom. The class watched as a mildly shocked Gina shuffled along propelled by the curvy figure of their teacher. They soon reached Mrs. Tompkins's desk where a lone drawer stood open. A drawer notorious for gobbling up phones never to be seen again (well at least until the end of the day).

"Dearie, such unacceptable behavior from someone as seemingly innocent as you is quite astonishing to say the least. How about we just put that naughty distraction in here for the remainder of the day sweetheart." Mrs. Tompkins said in a voice as chipper as ever.

"Bu-" was all Gina could muster before her phone was effortlessy yanked from her hand and deposited in the drawer by the older woman.

"Ahh now thats a good girl." chimed Mrs. Tompkins. "Gina dearie, before you go back to your seat there is one more matter I think we should attend to. I wasn't going to pry but because of your complete disregard for the class rules I have decided otherwise. Would you please tell everyone why you were so late to class for the third time this week."