Humiliate Me? Try Again

Synopsis

During the mid-morning break, right in front of half the boys in our class, she grabbed the hem of my skirt and yanked it up. "Wow. Lace today?" she said loudly. "Didn't know you were into that. Such a slut." She laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world. A few guys whistled. Phones came out. I heard camera clicks, one after another. In my last life, I had run to the bathroom and cried until my throat hurt. By the end of the day, she was telling everyone "I couldn't take a joke". Nasty rumors began to spread.I dropped out of school before the semester ended. And she took my scholarship and used it to secure a guaranteed spot in a top university. This time, I didn't freeze. I looked at her smiling face and reached for the box cutter in my desk. Before she could react, I grabbed her wrist, shoved her down onto a desk, and pressed the blade against the clasp of her bra through her blouse. "If everyone's so curious," I said evenly, "let's give them a better show." I flicked my wrist. Fabric tore. Her top split open. "Don't scream," I added, copying her playful tone. "We're just having fun. We're both girls, right?" I picked up one of the phones that had been recording and aimed it at her face. She wasn't laughing anymore. "So," I asked quietly, "what angle do you want?"