Sternly

"Whether you're on the softball team or not remains to be seen Miss Cummins," you say sternly. "That goes for the rest of you too. What I saw looked a lot like hazing, and there's no place for that on any team I coach."

"No! It wasn't hazing!" Valerie cries. "It's just...just bonding...bonding with teammates. That's all."

"Which part of bonding was calling your teammates bitches and whores? That won't fly Miss Cummins." You glare at the brunette, then turn your attention to the two girls who were performing on the desk.

"Did you do this willingly? Or were you **** to it by these two?" you ask, gesturing at Valerie and her toady, who is trying to cower behind her friend.

"They did it willingly!" Valerie almost shrieks. "They asked to do it! They wanted to! Tell him! Tell him the truth!" she stares furiously at the two girls. They look embarrassed and abashed, obviously intimidated by the angry brunette, but also cowed by your presence.