Lunch Break

I wrote these chapters where I've more control over my stories.

https://chyoa.com/chapter/Lunch-Break.883717 is this chapter in that story line, where I continue further.

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Nothing productive was done. The teacher had essentially given up on trying to calm her score of students, having squeaked out:

"AHAHA JUST- TURN... HAHA TURN IN YOUR TESTS HAHAHA WHEH- WHEN YOU'RE DONE HAHA!"

Each math quiz was turned in, some unfinished, but the laughter was far from over. Every few minutes near the end of class someone would wiggle her pinkie or make a pinching motion, causing enormous hollering.

The bell rang.

*Oh God!* Pinky thought critically of how he wanted this to just be over but was terrified by time progressing to where he'd see his sister later that day and living every moment thinking of this one, or, even worse, of moments an hour ago.

His biggest crush had spent essentially the whole class feeling like God had granted her cosmic insight, making it clear that this mortified boy's nightmare was righteous and purposeful. Still, she felt somewhat bad for the boy, and just to help get the ordeal over with, took his test to the teacher while all their peers stood and readied their bags, laughing and chatting.

Pinky was too numb to move so Alicia, before leaving for the cafeteria, grabbed the brat's test, trying to speak actual words despite her laughter.

"HERE! AHA I'LL HAAAH HAHH HAA!" She was no longer cackling like a madwoman but still uncontrollably giggling with pure joy when she saw the drawings on a scrapbook by his quiz. She grabbed them instead of his test and stopped laughing.

Everyone else calmed down as well, fully observing the popular girl's change in demeanor.

"Mm.. Mii. Miss-"

"NO ALICIA PLEASE!"

**SMACK**

"Hey! Now you can't sla-"

"LOOK! LOOK WHAT HE DREW OF ME! DON'T SHOW ANY OTHER KIDS! BURN THAT BUT LOOK!" Alicia quickly gave the drawings to their teacher, having cut her off. "I don't even want adults seeing that! Please! Burn it now I'll take the punishment, an assult charge, anything!"

The teacher almost stammered but Alicia had a keek argument:

"I want it back, you have naked drawings of me, I was just showing you whatbhe drew but you shouldn't really have them!"

Knowing it was up in the air how others would see things and not wanting to risk it, the teacher immediately handed Alicia the drawings back. She knew it was of her, though the stick figures were crude, certain traits were undeniably matching, from hair to shoes.

"I'm informing the principal then calling your parents, both of you. Not that you did anything wrong, Alicia, just so they can understand the situation. You're their daughter so they should hear their teacher's perspective. Jamie, you did very much wrong. This isn't something acceptable... At all. No matter how sad you are that you could never come close to such girls in that way doesn't excuse you perving on them. Now, all of you, out to lunch."

Pinky walked gingerly through the wide hall as half the faces gleamed over him, some crews talking to each other and clearly telling the unenlightened about why his class was heard on the side of the school.

"Really? That's why she was laughing?"

"Girl, I heard you from over there!"

"Yeah, on the other side and a different floor, you can hear this girl's far away laughter, now my friend is telling me it's that nerd what's his face."

Pinky entered the cafeteria and several scores of faces immediately locked on him, blank for a split second then immediately laughing, then pointing and answering as their table mates inquired. Seconds later every face of the hundreds was openly laughing at him.

Each girl enjoyed a 2 fold pleasure, first from the raw power imbalance that left them far more advantaged, and also a certain comraderie, as though sorting which boytoy they were to torment this way opened the door for them, letting them kick it with popular boys who could do things and cool girls who could get them ahead in life. It guaranteed safety and simply felt good.

With every incentive worth a damn and no disincentive at all, they openly acknowledged that they loved seeing Pinky suffer.

Pinky had no appetite. He snuck around outside to a corner where he wanted to be left alone, but soon his half-sister Elizabeth came up to him, grinning sadistically.

"You're in so much trouble!"

Elizabeth was right and Pinky knew it. He could already see himself walking into a room with no less than 6 adults and Alicia, maybe even with his sister there, insisting her own role was in good humor and entirely coincidental, not at all akin to drawing the likeness of a girl.

His teacher, principal, parents and crush, and her parents, and maybe his sister going over his shameful misdeeds and the prior taunt was immediately scorching his mind, racing thoughts between what they would say and expect him to say.

He looked blankely at his sister. She said nothing and pranced.