Sally's going to pay

Christina rushed out from behind the desk and ran towards the gossip. Sally heard Christina coming and turned, right and Christina tackled her.

“Owww,” Sally shouted, “get off me!”

Christina grabbed her newfound enemy’s arm and rolled her onto her stomach before swinging her leg over and sitting on Sally’s hips. She outweighed her by at least twenty pounds, that wasn’t stopping Sally from squirming but she wasn’t getting away.

“What the hell are you doing?” Sally demanded.

“You’re helping me whether you like it or not!” Christina grunted.

She gripped the hem of Sally’s t-shirt and started pulling it up. Sally shrieked and tried to grab at Christina’s hands to shove them off but Christina wasn’t giving up easily.

“You can’t do this!”

“I’ve had the worst day of my life and you’re just trying to make it worse! I told you what happened to me wasn’t my choice, maybe now you’ll understand what I meant!”

Christina wrestled Sally’s shirt up and over her head. Sally grabbed at the shirt but Christina was able to pry it free of her grip. She tossed the shirt aside and grabbed the roll of tape. While her enemy writhed to try to get out from under her, Christina pulled a length of tape from the roll and grabbed Sally’s arms.

“What are you doing?” Sally shouted, even more alarmed.

Christina yanked her arms behind her back and started taping her arms up. “I told you, you’re helping me out here. But I don’t want you running off too early so I’m going to keep you here. Plus I know you like talking, maybe you won’t go blabbing to everyone about this now.”

Once Sally’s arms were secure Christina turned around. Sally was wearing a zip-up skirt on her bottom half, and Christina started fumbling with the zipper.

“Oh my god, stop! Stop! I promise I’ll help you, and I won’t tell anyone, just stop doing that!”

“Shut up. I asked or help, now I’m taking it.”

Christina unzipped the skirt and pulled it down and off Sally’s legs. She tossed it next to the shirt she’d confiscated and grabbed the tape, carefully binding Sally’s ankles together and then her knees.

“You can’t just leave me like this,” Sally yelled, unable to get up from the floor, clad in only her bra and panties.

“I’m not,” Christina said, stepping into the skirt and pulling it up over her butt and hips. “I’ll be back once I go get my gym uniform. You’ll be stuck here for a few but I’ll be back.”

Once the skirt was re-zipped Christina struggled into the shirt. Sally was thinner than she was, and the clothes fit tightly. But she was glad to be dressed again regardless.

“I’ll be back in five minutes or so. I’d say don’t go anywhere, but I don’t think you really can.”

***

The door to the music room opened and Sally looked up, seeing Christina walk back into the room. She was wearing her school uniform, the standard dark blue shorts and t-shirt everyone wore.

“Thank god it’s you,” Sally said, “I was so worried someone would find me. I didn’t expect you to come back.”

Christina tossed Sally’s t-shirt and skirt next to her on the floor and bent down to undo the tape around her wrists.

“I thought about not coming back, I’m pretty pissed at you. But what happened to me doesn’t justify doing the same to you.”

“What happened?”

“I don’t want to talk about it. I think you get the gist. I just want to leave and go home. There, your wrists are free. You can get your legs yourself. I’m out of here.”