preemptive strike

I was barely able to sleep that night.

I'm sure Gina felt the same, albeit for different reasons.

Rather early that morning Tom actually send me a picture showing off Gina's outfit for the day. I almost wish he didn't as I would have rather enjoyed the surprise, but that at the very least allowed me to make some minor adjustments to her.

Of course I wanted to see Gina as soon as possible, so I arranged to met up with her 30 Minutes before class at the library.

I had to stifle a giggle when she came in view. Of course I saw the picture, but life is just so much more exciting. She wore ugly gray sweat pants that may work as a pajama but nothing else. Her shirt was not only over sized but also depicted some Anime witch girl. My absolute favorite part however was that Tom made her wear a Beanie as well. Very few people can actually pull a Beanie off and Gina was not part of that demographic.

“Hey Gina!” I greeted her cheerfully. “You look very dapper.”

Gina looked at my completely red faced. “You had your fun. May I please wear something else now?”

I gave Gina a “this bitch serious?” look, which I was sure properly conveyed my feelings. “But Tom did such an amazing job dressing you up, and I cant wait seeing you enthusiastically show off your look with your friends.”

“Please no!” Gina begged me. “You are ruining my life!”

“That will come later. For now tough you should be concerned with how you explain your look and..” I wrinkled my nose. “Your smell.”

“My brother didn't allow me to shower this morning”, Gina explained mortified.

I let out another giggle. “He is quite creative isn't he? I like the approach tough. Maybe we reduce your showertime to once a month?”

There was now a genuine look of fear on her face. “P-please anything but that!”

“I do want you to take proper care of your hygiene, so I allow you to shower after sport and swimming lessons. If your brother likes you stinky tough, I won't take that pleasure away from him. So for any shower beyond those you will have to get his permission.”

I enjoyed the horrified look on her face. Sports and swimming was on Monday and Friday respectively, so in the absolute worst case she would have to go three days without showering. It really wasn't that bad all things considered, but for a girl like Gina who is very conscious about her appearance this must be hell.

“P-please, can't I at least get permission from you instead?”

I looked at Gina in amusement. “Do you really think I will treat you less harshly then your own brother?”

“Y-you.” Gina trembled, probably ready for another outburst. “You allowed me to wear shoes.”

“Huh.” I looked down towards the bright pink sandals she was flaunting. That was...unexpected. “Don't get the wrong idea here. Shoes are part of the dresscode. It would be utterly boring to have you get expelled now, would it?”

Gina only let out a little yelp at that, as I showed her a fearless grin. “Don't expect any kindness from me, Gina. You will suffer for what you did to me. This next year will be hell for you.”

I decided that i might as well drive me point home with an other order. "For the rest of the day, you aren't allowed to pull your pants up." The look rather saggy to begin with, so that should provide a fun little challenge for her. Of course i was aware of the loophole, but even if she figured it out, that had it's own charm as well.

After that I send Gina on her merry way while I contemplated my next move.

There was still the issue with Ginas cronies to consider. First and foremost a girl named Susan. I got plenty of opportunities to get close and personal with her during my year long bullying at Gina's hand. Susan was in essence a coward. Very eager to please Gina in hopes of not becoming a target herself. She did some horrific stuff to me, so that girl was pretty much number 2 on my shitlist.

Unfortunately I didn't have any classes with her, so I had to wait until lunch to pounce.

You would be thinking Gina's laughable outfit in combination with her new polite nature would be all it takes to make her fall down the social ladder in one fell swoop. That was not so. Gina's reputation was so fearsome that even now cronies where swarming all around her. Eager to please and compliment her bold new fashion style. Loudest above all else was Susan, clearly in her element as a lickspittle.

I decided that offense was the best defense and so I walked over to their tables. “Good Midday, my ladies.”

Immediately a number of glares landed on me. Ginas of course was not among them.

“What do you want, cow?”

“Yeah what do you want, cow?”

“We don't have any cow food left for you, cow.”

I smiled pleasantly at the verbal ****.

“Actually Gina, I am merely here to report that Susan has betrayed you to one of the other queens.”

A loud uproar was the result of that most grievous accusation, Susan of course was the loudest.

“Here.” I casually said, tossing Gina a textbook. “Irrefutable proof that Susan has pledged her allegiance to Queen Marel and is planning to take you down.”

Gina took a stoic look at the Notebook. Of course it contained no such thing, it did however contain an order.

“Hey sweetie. I'd like you to really humiliate Susan. If you value your friendship more tough, you are free to refuse and instead do a sexy dance in your underwear on the table. Your choice.”

If Gina would have done the honorable thing and striped in front of the entire cafeteria, I would actually have seriously reduced my punishment. Of course, I knew Gina far too well for this.

“Its true.” Gina proclaimed stoically while closing the book. “Susan, after all I done for you this is how you repay me?”

“N-no my queen please! This is a set up!”, Susan cried out.

“You know the punishment for betrayal. Everyone, strip her.”

Gina's remaining cronies where very eager to obey. They pounced on Susan and started to relieve her of her clothes right here and there. You might think a teacher would interfere, but they clearly had better things to do. Actually, this school is kinda fucked up I, if you forgive my language.

It didn't take long for Susan to lose even her panties and stood there for everyone to admire. She had a very nice body actually. In truth I preferred it to Gina's skin and bones look. Susan started crying and dashed out of the hall. Meanwhile I calmly gathered her clothes and my notebook.

“What do you think you are doing, cow?”

“Yeah, should we strip you too?”

“You are an ungrateful little bunch aren't you? Didn't I just reveal a traitor in your midst?”

“That is correct” Gina said stonefaced. “I thank you for your assistance.”

I responded only by given Gina an insolent look and slowly sauntered out of the lunchhall.

Now, of course I wasn't sure where Susan disappeared to, but given the general vicinity I could make an educated guess.

I walked into the nearest women's bathroom and heard a soft sobbing coming from one of the stalls. Without further ado I tossed Susan's panties over the stall.

There was a small yelp followed by “G-Gina?”

“Afraid not. I thought I came to have a little chat.”

“Y-you” There was fury in the voice. “What did you show Gina!”

“Wow. Is that a way to address someone who has your clothes? Or perhaps you are satisfied with just your panties?"

That made her calm down somewhat. “What do you want?”

“For now just a little talk. Do you know who I am?”

There was silent for a while until the reply came. “Marcie, we bully you quite often.”

“Well, its nice that you actually remember”, I chuckled and tossed her a sock.“Then I guess you know why I did that.”

“****”, Susan deduced rather quickly. “Do you think I want all this? I was just following orders!”

“Oh really?” I had to sneer at that. “You where awfully eager to please Gina tough. Remember the time with the cutter?"

“It...it was you or me! Do you know how I hard I worked to get this position? And now my life.. my life is..” she started to sob again.

I am not sure if I should feel bad for the girl or be appalled by how selfish she was. I tossed her another sock. “So, you bullied me quite ruthlessly. Sure it may have been under Gina's command, but you don't expect me to care about that, do you? So then, dear Susan, why do you think i'm actually giving you your clothes back like this?”

“I..I...i don't know!”

“Think harder or this is all you get.”

“Y-you feel sorry for me?”

I sighed and tossed a shoe. That one got a bit of a bigger scream. “I think you are extremely pathetic, so I suppose I have some modicum of sympathy for you. That's the small reason tough. Whats the big one? Come on, you can figure it out.”

“Do you...like me?”

Jesus christ, this girl.

“No Susan, I don't usually develop a crush on people who **** me. Last chance or this is all the clothes you get from me.”

“Y-you want my help in taking **** on Gina?”

“Clever Girl.” That earned her the bra.

“I wont!”, she declared firmly. “I will explain things to Gina and she will believe me! I'm her number one! Her best friend! This is all just a misunderstanding.”

“Hmm...the smarter choice of option would have been to feign cooperation to get all your clothes back.”

“I-is it too late for that?”

“'fraid so.”

That got a whimper out of her, which made me chuckle. I never thought I would say that, but she was kinda cute like that. Like a little puppy with razor sharp teeth. “Just for curiosities sake, what exactly did you think happened in the lunchhall?”

“Y-you tricked Gina with some fabricated evidence. I'm not sure how or if Marel is involved. But this was clearly a setup.”

I smirked. “Ok...next question, why did you think Gina was dressed the way she was?”

There was long pause with that one. To be fair I didn't blame her. “Someone...is forcing her...Marel or” Susan gasped. “You.”

“Very good” I gave her the second shoe this time by shoving it trough the bathroom gap. “Now for the final question...do you want the rest of your clothes or the truth?”

The answer came after a few seconds of deliberation, clear and loud.

“The truth.”

And this was when I knew I had her.