Investigate

“Be still Valerie. Sit there and be quiet” you snap in harsh voice, ending her shrieking voice once more.

You don’t believe Valerie’s accusations one bit, having made accusations similarly a couple of times before only to be caught in her lies. Also, you might be against men teaching at this institution, but don’t exactly find it plausible that Mr. Carter would **** four girls as the first thing when arriving to the Pink Rose. You need to get some proof of what have actually taken place, ideally with Valerie admitting the truth but if not then the other three girls. With that in mind you get up, leaving Valerie to glare at Mr. Carter as you open the door to the outer office again, looking at the three girls seated there, looking at the two new students, Emily Gould and Tricia Stapleton, for a moment before picking out one of them.

“Emily, come in here please,” you catch the attention of the small blonde, telling her to follow you with a wave of your hand.

She seemed the most rattled of the girls and you remembered her mother at least seeming like someone who wouldn’t tolerate her acting out, something which sadly couldn’t be said for most of the parents of the pupils.

Pointing young Emily to sit down in the chair before your desk as you lean against it in front of her.

"Tell me what happened in the classroom Emily. Tell me everything.” You instruct her, seeing her eying the older girl nervously out of the corner of her eyes, “Don't look at Valerie for answers, just tell the truth."

"Um… we were in there... the four of us… and… and he came in…" she glances at Mr. Carter.

"What were you doing when Mr. Carter came in?" you ask pointedly with a stern voice.

"Um… um… I was…" her face turns a deep shade of red as she stammers, chin wobbling and eyes filling with tears.

"Tell her what he did!" Valerie barks from off to the side, "Tell her how he had his cock out and told us we were all going to suck it!"

Emily is visible shocked by Valerie’s high-pitched yelling, the words causing her to yelp and jump in her seat as her eyes flicker around the room in a somewhat panicked and pleading manner.

“He… he… did… what Valerie said,” she mumbles, eyes on the floor before you and voice barely audible.

"See!" Valerie screams, pointing at Mr. Carter, "It's like I said! Now call the police! Call them right now!"

You look at Valerie, your patience with the young girl all used up after all of the drama she created last year and you bite your tongue as you carefully consider your next move.

"I might have some slight reason to believe you if you hadn't been caught doing something very similar to this twice before,” you calmly tell the enraged girl, “Now keep your mouth shut Valerie."

Valerie glares back at you with wide furious eyes, before continuing her screaming tirade. "Call the police! Call them right now or I'll get you fired! My Daddy donates a lot of money and you have to do what I say!" she shrieks, almost berserk with anger.

At that moment a voice inside of you seems to scream ENOUGH! Both coaching this little bitch and being the main disciplinarian all of last year leaving you with no patience for anymore and you snap, the sound of the slap echoing through the room before you really are aware of having stepped forward and slapped her. Leaving you glaring at her as the room falls silent, her eyes showing her surprise and horror briefly before it tightens back into a look of rage.

"That's it for you bitch!" she screams, "You'll be in jail for touching me! In jail with this **** drunken pervert."

While railing on she attempts to get up but you push her back into the chair as you stand before her.

"There have been a lot of changes here over the summer Valerie,” you tell with obvious anger in your voice, “Not just a few male teachers but a return to corporal punishment. Yes Valerie, that means you can be physically punished for your behavior.” You watch for her reaction in those stunned and angry eyes, before continuing “- but there's another change too. Hidden cameras in the classrooms. Do you understand what that means, Valerie?” you tell her, bluffing as the installment of those had actually been halted, “It means I can pull up the images of what happened and see who is telling the truth."

Valerie’s eyes widen a little further as she suddenly seemed surprised and increasingly worried more than the pure hatred and rage you could see just moments before. Somewhere off to the side you can hear Emily gulp and sob a little louder.

"So, unless you want the police to see exactly what went on in that room, I'd suggest the truth," you threaten the girls, "And right now!"