College

You step off the bus, having arrived at your college campus. You look around and see your best friend, Abby. She runs over and wraps you in a tight hug as you squeak, all air leaving your lungs.

"Abby..." You gasp, as you shift and try to push her off you. When she finally relents you groan and fix your outfit. "Abby... not so hard next time! You'll break my ribs!" She grins and looks you up and down, as she always does. You don't know why she does, it feels a bit perverted, well that's what you think every time she looks at your body. 'Im just checking your outfit' she always says, but you don't busy it.

"...and that's why Karen isn't in today..." You raise an eyebrow confused. She'd been talking? You silently scold yourself for always sinking into your thoughts. "Oh ok" You mutter. It probably wasn't that important anyway. "Well, lets get to class before we're late. We all know how Mr Smith gets about us being late" You grin and waltz off to class with Abby in tow.

You peer into the classroom, disheartened by the fact that you somehow got sidetracked. "We're late! Again!" You fume, a little scared of going into class. Mr Smith was a known pervert and every punishment he gave to the late girls can be a bit embarrassing.

Abby pushes you forward and you stumble into the door, falling into the class room. Your face flushes red as the class goes quiet, looking in your direction. You flash a glare over at Abby, who smirks and runs off. 'SHE'S NOT STAYING?! BITCH' You scream in your mind as the teacher walks over. You flinch. Uh oh...

"Miss Jones... You're late" He stares at you, making you want to turn and run. "Sorry Sir. I um, i got lost on the to college. I heard about a short cut through the estate but it was a lie and yeah" He barely bats an eyelid as he goes back over to his desk. He opens the drawer and pulls out a cane. You gulp as you watch him come over again. "Maybe this will teach you to come to class instead of exploring. Turn around, hands on the wall"

You do as your told, hanging your head in shame as you brace yourself for what's about to come.

PHWACK!

Your eyes go wide as you let out a little cry, the cane colliding with your rear with a sharp slap. You grit your teeth as you receive three more blows. Then it stops. You exhale and sigh in relief. "Sit down, Miss Jones. If you're late again it'll be more severe, understood?"

"Yes sir..." You mutter as you shuffle to your desk, deeply embarrassed as all eyes were on you. "Oh and Kim, tell Abby to expect similar treatment for not attending" You nod your head, feeling slightly better now that you know she isn't getting away with it. You sit down, wincing slightly from the throbbing pain in your backside.