To the Lake

You silently trail along behind them, keeping to the deepest darkness. You only hear snippets of their whispered conversation, but it's clear that they expect to meet some boys from Hamilton, which you assume to be another school. It's also clear that a similar meeting in the past led to one or more of them having sex.

This could prove very interesting you think, and potentially profitable, or at the very least entertaining.

The girls make their way towards the lake that forms the southern border of the campus, finally stopping on a grassy berm at the edge of the lake's narrow beach. Chattering a little louder than before, they spread out blankets, and you take the opportunity to get closer, stopping in the shadow of some trees about twenty feet away from them.

The nearly full moon is out, casting a silver light on the still surface of the water and providing a dim illumination of the five girls. Glancing back towards the school you see that the contour of the slope and some intervening landscaping effectively hides them from observation from campus, and you smile at the foresight that has obviously gone into their plan.

You pull out your phone but the light is too poor for video. You hit record anyway, hoping to pick up some of their conversation.

"Here's the cups," one of the girls says, handing them around.

"And here's the margaritas," another laughs as she pours the cups full from a large thermos. "Here's to a last Saturday night of summer, bitches!" The girls giggle and touch their cups in a toast before draining them.

"Another round!" one calls. "I hope you brought lots Chanel!"

"Three thermoses!" Chanel answers, pouring more drinks. "I came to party!"

"I brought some spiced rum," another girl laughs.

"That's my girl Tiana!" Chanel applauds. "And you know the guys will bring something."

"Yeah, I just hope they're not piss drunk when they get here," another snorts.

"I really hope they try to scare us," Tiana's voice giggles.

"Yeah, that's so fun," another laughs. "Remember last year when they chased us? I could hear Rose squealing like crazy when they were chasing us."

"And she was squealing even louder when that guy, what's his name, Phillip caught her!" Chanel laughs. "I bet it woke old Miss Virgin Naylor up from all the howling you were doing Rose! Girl you are some noisy fuck!"

"Oh and I suppose you were quiet when Jeremy got hold of you," Rose says with a defensive laugh.

"I was once I started sucking his dick," Chanel responds, spurring a explosion of giggles from the girls. They pour another round of drinks and toast each other again.

"Hey did you hear about Valerie?" someone says.

"What did that stupid bitch do now?" Chanel asks.

"One of the new men teachers caught her and Sondra hazing a couple of first years, and dragged them all in to Naylor's office."

"Big deal, all Naylor will do about it is make her write out one of those stupid 'reflections.'"

"I heard she lost her temper and slapped Valerie. And then she made the new teacher hold Valerie down on the couch while she questioned the others."

"I don't believe it. Naylor would never do that."

"It might be true. Valerie is such a pain, and she's always threatening to get teacher's fired."

"She's a stupid fucking bitch," Chanel snorts in disgust. "She's always talking about how much money her Daddy has. My family could buy and sell him out of pocket change, and so could everyones' here. He just got lucky doing a bunch of work for that social media company and getting paid in stocks. When they went public he was suddenly a millionaire, and now he thinks he's Bill Gates. Or Valerie does anyway. Stupid bitch."

"Who were they hazing?"

"I don't know. Some first year girls to get into that stupid club Valerie tried to start last year with the girls on the soccer and softball teams. Remember? She tried to get us to join, remember Margot?"

"That was after she heard about Briary and wanted in," Chanel says with a snort of disdain. "Like we'd accept that nouveau riche dummy."

"So she started her own little club," Tiana laughs. "As if any of us would be caught dead around her."

"So this new teacher actually held her down on Naylor's couch?" Rose asks. "Which one? I wouldn't mind being held down by that new gym teacher."

"You're such a tramp," someone giggles. "It was the older guy, the one who's supposed to be a drunk."

"He must have loved it," Chanel laughs. "Probably the closest he's been to young pussy in years."

"I don't know why they hired men anyway," Tiana says. "And making one the Dean! That's just crazy."

"Its because of that Theresa chick. And then when Ronny died..."

"Don't talk about it! It's too horrible," Tiana interrupts her, her voice sounding distressed. There are murmurs of assent from the others, and Chanel pours another round of drinks.

"Anyway, the Board of Regents got pressured to make changes, and adding men teachers was one of them. But it doesn't matter. Briary forever, right sisters?"

"Briary forever!" the others answer in a toast.

You frown, processing what you've heard and trying to fit it together but your attention is suddenly distracted.

Your eyes catch a movement in the darkness behind the girls, and your hear a scuffle like footsteps in the dirt some distance behind you. Your eyes strain, trying to see what's moving and you pick out the silhouette of a stealthily approaching figure, and then another and another.

You have no doubt that the Hamilton boys have arrived.