Yes, but with little results.

You sit on the bed, happily defeated by these two jocks and your heart might have skipped two beats when each of them sit at either side of you, close and holding onto one of your arms each, but make no comment about it. Knowing you won’t get anything out of these two, you settle for enjoying what’s happening, let them do their thing, and start thinking.

“Here’s the issue. The headmistress hates my guts for some reason and took this incident as an opportunity to kick me out. Unless I present evidence, she won’t believe a word I say, and since Olivia and her group do have “evidence”, she’ll believe them instead.”

“There’s really nothing we can use to your favor?” Megan asks.

“There’s previous school records. I’m 100% clean, while Ms. Campbell said she’ll look into theirs.”

Emily groans in frustration. “But that’s not gonna be enough, is it?”

You shake your head. “There’s also the fact they claim I **** Jessica to the ground, but there’s no signs of a struggle, so that also helps my case.”

Emily snickers. “Sorry, but I’ve seen Jessica in P.E. She can totally kick your ass.” She tells you with a satisfied grin.

“Hey, as long as that testimony helps me out of this, I’d gladly admit to being a wimp.” You agree.

“Megan can kick her ass, though.” The blonde adds, making you glance at the brunette, who confidently nods.

“Yep. Right towards the goal and through the net.” She says bluntly. “You want me to?”

“I’ll… give it some thought.” You decide to let that matter rest.

“So little evidence on your side. What about witnesses? Did anybody see the thing happening?” Emily asks again.

“I… don’t know. I don’t think so. I wasn’t paying much attention to that, to be honest.” You regretfully inform.

“Then tomorrow we should asks around and see if anyone saw it happen.” Megan suggests. “If you ask, I don’t think you’ll get results, but if we do…” She looks at Emily.

“They’ll talk right away. I don’t like saying this, but I guess we’re popular enough that people WILL want to talk to us.” Emily sighs, resigned. “Okay, we’ll take care of that.”

“Are you sure?”

“What? Don’t trust us?” Megan asks with a small smirk and hugs your arm a bit tighter, allowing you to feel her breasts against it.

“Of course I do, but that’s a lot of work.” You assure her.

“We’ll be fine. We’re used to working hard.” Emily grins confidently and interlocks her fingers with yours, making your heart beat even faster.

You swallow and continue. “Well, I’m not sure there’s much else we can do. I’ll speak to Ms. Campbell and Ms. Owens tomorrow. They both told me they wanted to clear this issue soon.”

“Okay.” Megan nods, and then there’s as quiet moment that you could swear you’re the only one who finds it awkward because Megan and Emily have small grins on their faces.

“So… can I finally ask what this is about?”