no way

"Now the backpack." She says with an almost bored tone.

"But I did get to choose on the backpack." Trying desperately to bargain.

"Oh, I decided for you.... Get the scissors out of your backpack." Says she, smiling at you now.

("Oh no, she's going to cut the straps off! But at least I can keep my backpack!") you think as you take off the backpack and look for the scissors.

When you have them, Nadia says. "Come on! Cut already!"

Again you hesitate.

Now it's getting too much for Nadia again and she says.

"Fine, if you don't want to do it, I will!" She takes the scissors from your hand and pushes you away from your backpack, so that you end up in the arms of her much bigger and stronger friend. She immediately holds you tightly.

Then, with a lot of effort, Nadia first cuts off the good ones, but then also breaks the fabric of the bag. When the first books and blocks fall to the floor and get wet, she takes the trouble to cut them as well.

You fidget and try to resist. But you have no chance.

You end up having to watch Nadia destroy all your school supplies and notes. Finally, she flushes down one of the few remaining toilet bowl functions.

Even your wallet falls victim to her.

Only your keys and your cell phone are now lying on the wet floor.

She picks up both and stuffs each into one of your shoes.

"Let go of them," Nadia says to her friend, who immediately pushes you off her with a shove.

With only a lot of skill, you manage not to go there.

"There, now you're as you should show up here," Nadia says much more cheerfully now.

"But all my stuff!" You stammer with the thought that now not only your backpack is destroyed, but just so all the notes you need to study. Not to mention the books that were only on loan from the school and are now also floating in little shreds down the drain.

"Now the fun is over! Give me back my stuff and figure out a way to pay for my bag and books!" You yell angrily and walk towards the girl, who has your clothes on her arm.

"Oh no! The fun is just beginning!" Says Nadia, pulling your panties out of the pile of clothes and saying.

"Don't take another step or that's it for that part!" Then she applies the scissors she still carries to the fabric.

You stop and take a few steps back again.

"Please don't!" You plead.

"So what was that? You want me to pay you for your clothes?" She asks cheekily.

"Yes, of course! You're the one who broke them!" You say meekly.

"Unfortunately, the wrong answer!" Says Nadia, cuts your panties into pieces and throws them on the wet floor.

Again you walk towards her, but the scissors already have one of your pant legs between them.

"I want you to stay there!" She says and again you back away, exasperated.

"So I ask again" then she applies the scissors properly to the pant leg. "So you want me to pay for this?"

"No! Of course not!" You say in a pleading voice.

"Very nice to hear." Says Nadia.

"Now give me your shirt."