A talk

After the bell rang for the end of first period Francine awkwardly waited behind, wanting everyone to leave the room so she could find a less degrading outfit to change in to. Everyone in chemistry class already got a good look at her backside which made Francine even more humiliated. The teacher had already gotten everyone out of the class with threats of expulsion and told Francine that he would find her some new clothes but Gracie saw this as the perfect opportunity for ****. She came back into class and neared Francine.

"What do you want? Come here to gloat you little slut!" Francine said trying to sound intimidating but her voice betrayed her.

"Oh no." Said Gracie hiding the remote from view while keeping her thumb firmly on the mind control button. "I just wanted to say you look totally sexy in that outfit but it would be ashame to waste it cooped up in here. You now if you really wanna get Matt's attention you should go up and talk to him wearing that. Oh and just as a bit of advice just ignore it when people make comments like your clothes are too revealing or whatever. They're just jealous coz they'll never have what you have."

"Yeah whatever." Francine said, giving her a mock smile but taking every word as gospel. "Now I'm gonna stop listening to your lame little speech and go see Matt. Later loser."

Gracie watched Francine get up out of her chair and move down the hall. It was amusing for Gracie to see heads turn as her enemy walked down the hallway in nothing but an apron.

"Where's Francine!" Gracie heard as she was about to leave. Her chemistry teacher's eyes darted around the room. He was holding a pile of random clothes that presumably came straight out of lost property.

"I don't know where she was going Mr Bell. I just came back for my textbook sir and I saw her walking down the hall." Gracie said, lifting the textbook that the class had been working on.

"All right don't worry Gracie. Did you see which way she went?"

"Yeah that way." Gracie said pointing him in the wrong direction.