Grace needs to ask everybody who sent the complaints to the Principal. Now she tries with Bobby. And this time perhaps ehs'e found the real culprit.
(note that the scene is still incomplete - it's up to the players, Grace and Vague Dreamscape, to find a suitable end to it)
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Bobby Reads works with a screwdriver on the door - he seems to be removing the lock.
Grace sees bobby in the corridor
Bobby Reads lets the screwdriver fall!
Grace: hi
Bobby Reads: hello Grace
Grace: hello Bobby
Bobby Reads bends down to get his screwdriver
Grace decides to be forward with the thin guy
Grace: So...
Grace: were you the one who complained about me to the principal?
Bobby Reads puts the screwdriver in his pants - he raises brow "what?"
Grace: come on now. tell me the truth
Grace: principal perenti said I have to get the complaint against me retracted
Grace: Don't tell me it wasn't you
Grace: I spoke to Tom yesterday
Grace: He said it wasn't him
Bobby Reads smiles - thinking about the consequences - oh he sais so. And you believe him
Grace: Yes I think so
wGrace: Well, was it you
Bobby Reads opens the door "what if I was"
Grace: So it was you then ! i knew it!
Bobby Reads slips in "want to discuss this in the corridor? hehe"
Grace: Why did you complain against me?
Bobby Reads closes the door - and turns to her - why should I tell you?
Grace looks a little indignant
Grace: well...
Grace: you should tell me
Grace: I deserve to know
Grace folds her arms
Grace: and what are you doing with that screwdriver
Bobby Reads: you.. deserve.
Bobby Reads ignores her question about the tool and goes on "what if I disagree?"
Grace: it's only fair that I know
Grace: I want you to retract the complaint
Grace: I didn't do anything to you
Bobby Reads: you did not?
Bobby Reads: anyway ....
Grace: No I did not
Bobby Reads: Perenti is not going to do anything - It's just a complaint - Or is he?
Grace: Well he said i have to resolve it within a week
Bobby Reads: hm hm.
Bobby Reads rubs his nose
Bobby Reads: ..what exactly IS in the complaint?
Grace seems impatient
Grace: something about not being a team player i think
Grace: he didn't elaborate
Grace: not collaborating
Grace: something silly
Grace: when did i ever have to collaborate with you
Bobby Reads: aah, aah
Grace: are we even in the same class?
Grace: for any subject?
Bobby Reads looks at her belly "we are not. But I will tell you. Open ears"
Grace: tell me what?
Bobby Reads hisses "you're a slut Grace, and a teaser!"
Grace: what?!
Grace: I'm not!!
Grace turns red in anger
Bobby Reads whispers "I have seen you
Grace: seen me what??
Bobby Reads: you never wear panties in school
Grace: ...
Grace: that's not... true..
Bobby Reads: no?
Bobby Reads chuckles
Bobby Reads: well not very often
Grace struggles to find a retort
Bobby Reads moves a finger calling her nearer
Grace: so what if i didn't... its none of your business. but i was... nevermind.. i do wear them now
Bobby Reads: you do - show me
Grace: i mean i do wear them everyday now
Grace: was only when fairb.. nevermind
Grace: show you?
Grace grins weakly.. "you want me to show you i'm wearing panties?"
Grace: that's ridiculous
Bobby Reads nods
Grace: can i accuse you of not wearing underwear and demand you show me otherwise
Bobby Reads: not collaborating
Bobby Reads: I can show you if you ask gently
Grace: damn!
Grace looks frustrated
Bobby Reads: it's really a good idea
Bobby Reads: now ask me gently
Grace: fine i'll collaborate... you will withdraw your complaint.. if..if i show you i'm wearing panties?
Bobby Reads: well
Bobby Reads: that would be a first step
Bobby Reads: .. slut
Grace grips her fists in anger
Grace lifts her skirt quickly, "there look"
Bobby Reads looks quickly
Bobby Reads looks disappointed "hm - hm,hm"
Grace: There, it's just some stupid gossip
Grace: i do wear them
Grace: and... so you will retract your complaint?
Grace: since i .. obliged you?
Bobby Reads: hmm.
Bobby Reads: that's not collaborating.
Bobby Reads: I'm sorry, no
Grace: why not??
Bobby Reads: why should I?
Bobby Reads: convince me - collaborate some more
Bobby Reads smiles devilish
Grace sighs
Grace: what do you want
Bobby Reads: well you could ask me if I have underwear
Bobby Reads: nicely
Grace: look this can't go on forever. after this you will agree to retract your complaint?
Bobby Reads: if it's nicely enough
Bobby Reads: if you stay there like that it's not nice
Bobby Reads: not collaborative
Grace: ok
Grace: dear bobby, are you wearing underwear?
Bobby Reads: hmmm
Bobby Reads: not enough yet
Grace: why, i did as you asked
Grace: i asked nicely
Bobby Reads: why don't you ask on your knees?
Grace gasps
Grace: oh god
Bobby Reads: I could like it more *chuckling obscenely*
Grace grips her fists again, trying not to blow up
Grace thinks about going back to the principal and telling him she can't do this
Grace walks to the door
Grace opens the door a crack and glances outside to the corridor. nobody
Bobby Reads taps his arms and stands still when she moves he just says "Grace"
Grace returns, looking at thim
Grace: this better be the last .. thing
Grace swallows her pride, and slowly... kneels down
Bobby Reads keeps chuckling
Grace: bobby...
Bobby Reads: hm?
Grace: please will you...
Grace: tell me .. if you are wearing underwear?
Bobby Reads walks near - quick - puts hand over her head "you check " he says in a deep voice
Grace stares at the boy with her eyes flashing with anger, but she resists saying anything
Grace extends her hand toward his jeans
Bobby Reads rolls her hair in his hand
Grace's fingers reach under your belt to the waistband of your underwear, then pulls back
Grace: yes
Grace: yes you are wearing
Bobby Reads pulls his zipper down
Grace: what are you doing!
Bobby Reads grabs Grace's wrist roughly
Grace tries to pull back
Grace: more..
Grace tries to pull back some more
Bobby Reads tugs stronger and forces her fingers in his jeans - where she feels a hard cock!
Grace gasps in shock and horror
Grace: you pervert!
Grace: let go of my hand
Bobby Reads pulls her hair
Grace: owww
Bobby Reads: now you suck me, you slut!
Bobby Reads: what do you think? that I'm going to help you just for your pretty face?
Grace: no, i won't !!
Grace: you're not helping me! you're... you're framing me!
Bobby Reads pulls her hair back - stretching her neck "am not! you are just a slut!"
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