30 seconds or less

I buzzed Gina.

Meet me in the restroom, alone. You have 30 seconds.

I never specified which restroom but I assumed Gina would go to the one nearest to the lunch room where I last saw her. In actuality I meant the one at the other end of the building that would be impossible to get to in 30 seconds. She deserved everything that was coming to her.

Susan seemed a bit more composed now, although still shaken up from everything that had happened. As for me, my mind was racing with the possibilities of what I could do to Gina.

I smirked as I saw Gina hurry into the restroom where me and Susan were waiting. "Well, well, well," I drawled, my voice full of mock surprise. "What brings you here, Gina?" She glanced around nervously, her eyes darting between Susan and me.

"Um, I thought you said to meet you in the restroom," she said.

I chuckled. "Oh, I did. But I was talking about this restroom," I said, gesturing to the one we were in. "Not the one near the lunch hall."

Gina's face paled as she realized she had been tricked. "You little bitch!" she stammered. "You know I couldn't make it all the way there in 30 seconds."

I shrugged. "I guess you'll just have to live with the consequences of your actions, won't you? And look who I've brought with me. Isn't this a surprise?"

Susan stepped forward, her eyes burning with anger. She let out a shriek at the sight of Gina. "YOU," Susan spat. "YOU'RE A TRAITOR!!!"

“What has she told you?”

"I know everything now, Gina," Susan said, her voice trembling with rage. "You're not going to get away with this."

I couldn't help but smirk at the scene unfolding before me. It seemed that Susan had finally found her courage and was ready to confront Gina. "Well, well, well," I drawled, stepping forward. "Looks like the tables have turned, haven't they, Gina?"

I stood by Susan's side, ready to support her in any way I could. We were both eager to see justice served for all the wrongs Gina had committed against us.

Gina's eyes darted between us, her face pale with fear. "Y-you can't do this," she stammered. "I have friends in high places. You'll regret this."

"Oh really?" I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "And just who are these 'friends in high places' that you speak of?" I stepped closer to her, my eyes narrowing.

"I-I have connections...important people..." She trailed off.

“Gina, from now on you will obey Susan's command as well as mine. Mine will take precedence however, if there is a conflict of interest.”

“W-what?”

"You were late getting here and we need to decide upon a punishment. I'll leave it up to you, Susan. What do you have in mind for Gina here?" I asked.

"Gina has to piss herself in front of everyone at lunch," Susan said.

Gina's eyes widened in horror. "N-no," she stammered. "Please, don't do that to me. I'll do anything else. Just don't make me do that."

"It seems our little Gina here is quite **** to please," I mused.

“Susan!” Gina screamed. “This isn't what it looks like! I was **** to do this!”

“****?” Susan raised an eyebrow. “You could have danced on the table. You would have even be allowed to keep your underwear. Instead you chose to strip me naked."

“How could I? I am a queen! I have a reputation to upheld! Haven't you always promised to do anything for me? I am merely holding you to your vow!”

I couldn't help but chuckle at Gina's pathetic attempt to weasel out of her predicament.

“And since when are you so buddy buddy anyway? Marcie! Have you forgotten just how many times Susan just let me humiliate you?”

“No I haven't.” I answered with a sigh. “That's why I had her stripped like that. I am really not one to hold a grudge, so with that and her new responsibilities, we call it even.”

“New...what?”

“Taking charge of you.” Susan explained with a smile. “Marcie and you don't share a class. So I will supervise you for such times.”

Gina began to try a different approach. She sunk to the ground while pretending to cry. “Susan..I'm sorry, please forgive me..I..I thought we were friends.”

Susan rolled her eyes at Gina's pathetic attempt to beg for forgiveness. "Oh please, Gina," She said, sounding bored. "You think anyone's going to buy that act? You're not fooling anyone. You only ever saw me as a tool to further your own ambitions. Well, now it's my turn to use you."

I couldn't help but smirk at Susan's words. It was clear that she had grown a backbone and was no longer going to be pushed around by Gina.

I shrugged. "Anyway, I'm sure you two have a lot to catch up to. And classes are starting so, so...have fun.”

Gina remained on the ground, whimpering and pleading as I walked out of the restroom.