Interlude

Grace pulls Barbie aside after history class. "Barbie, I need to talk to you. Principal Perenti asked me to... talk to each student here. I know you have another class now. Can i talk to you tomorrow before cheerleading practice?"

Barbie smirks.... you have some new cheers you want to discuss?

Grace: "No... it's just that.. the principal said there has been a student complaint against me, but he wouldn't tell me who"

Barbie: Ohhhhh? sure it's only "a" student?

Grace looks puzzled.. yes he said so.. but... you think there's more than one?

Barbie: well several of the girls are a bit annoyed with you ...putting out like you do

Grace looks shocked, "but.. i haven't ! didn't. Surely you don't think those rumours are true!"

Barbie: i heard you were doing some guys in the alley

Grace: Nooo.. it's not like that! we were mugged. Tom and I.

Grace: i mean he tried to kiss me and stuff. but before he could, the mugger appeared!

Barbie : ohh ... Tom? She thinks to herself, "one of those three to four dorky guys who like to hang out near the bleachers to watch cheerleading practice."

Grace sees the next teacher arriving. "Barbie, can we talk tomorrow morning please?"

Barbie gives a non-committal nod, "Yes, we'll see. Look for me then."

Scene 1.06. Grace meets the principal.

Scene 1.06. Grace meets the principal.


Grace plays Grace the second year Sandon college student and cheerleader, Federico plays Federico the principal.

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Federico Perenti clears his voice and types into the computer. "Ah, Grace, come in come in. Just a second."

Grace opens the door and walks in

Grace waits for the principal to finish typing

Federico Perenti: please, make yourself comfortable.. Let me have a quick look at your notes.. *recalls your scores on the computer*

Grace smiles nervously, pulls out the chair opposite the principal, and sits down slowly

Grace crosses her legs

Federico Perenti glances at her marks. "Hm. Hmmmm.. Arumph."

Grace looks more nervous now

Federico Perenti: so.. I have a few notes here that I want to understand better. Your marks are not .. well. not brilliant enough for this school. You know that, I guess. Because here it says... *makes a pause looking at her*

Grace: oh

Grace: w.what does it say ...?

Grace says in a very soft voice

Grace feels her heart thumping

Federico Perenti puffs. "There's a note from Fairbanks here. It says you have a special permission.. to stay.. *reads*.. to.. to keep the cheerleader group.."

Grace: oh yes..

Grace leans back a little relaxed

Grace: Mr Fairbanks permitted me to setup the cheerleading squad last year

Federico Perenti bumps a pencil and lets it fall. Immediatly he leans down, moving so quickly to surprise her, getting a straight view at her legs.

Grace straightens her back, visibly tense

Federico Perenti smiles at her, knowingly. "I SEE very well."

Grace keeps her legs crossed

Grace: w..what do you see Sir?

Federico Perenti: .. the note.. your scores..

Grace: yes, of course

Grace: i know i haven't been doing that well

Federico Perenti clicks again. "There are been some complaints, Grace."

Grace: but i have.. improved

Grace: c-complaints?

Grace: aabout me?

Federico Perenti: yes.. some of your comrades in fact. They say you... you are provoking the boys.

Grace: i am not

Grace: i haven't done anything!

Federico Perenti: hmm. But seen your position...

Federico Perenti: If I were you, I would take better care of ... *waves hands* having a good relationship with the other students.

Grace: what do you mean Sir...?

Grace: I haven't done anything wrong

Grace: I seldom mix around with other students

Grace: except the gals from the cheerleading squad

Federico Perenti: hmm? No? But someone took the effort of complaining.. hmm.. Well that's wrong to start with. You should more.

Grace: yes Sir

Grace looks slightly confused but decides to be agreeable with the principal

Federico Perenti: .. be helpful! If someone asks something of you, better comply. If not, you will be set apart and be bullied.

Grace: yes.. yes ok Sir

Federico Perenti: Of course I cannot tell you who is complaining. Privacy.

Federico Perenti: But I will tell you that. If during next week the complaints are not taken back...

Federico Perenti taps the desk.

Grace nods

Federico Perenti: .. well I'll have to punish you. I'm going to introduce new punishment for students. Chores.

Grace: but..but.. shouldn't you punish the bullies Sir? i haven't done anything

Federico Perenti: Hm? No. No. You're taking this in the wrong way.

Federico Perenti: This school will teach you how to work in groups. In our society.

Grace: yes Sir

Grace: i .. i will try

Federico Perenti says in a rather final tone. "You will ask everyone if they filed a complaint. If you don't manage to find who did it and to have it retracted..

Grace: ohhh

Grace: i have.. to ask everyone??

Federico Perenti: .. you will clean the boy's toilets for all of next week. And I tell you, you have NO idea how dirty they get.

Grace: gosh

Grace: i - i - yes.. ok Sir

Grace: i will ...

Grace looks confused again but decides it best not to argue

Federico Perenti: You're a smart girl, Grace. *clearing his throat, satisfied.

Federico Perenti: I hope we can really understand each other. I know you had a good relationship with Fairbanks...

Grace blushes slightly, wondering if he knows

Grace: good relat... yes Sir

Grace: i guess

Grace swallows

Grace: i will do.. as you say Sir

Grace: i will ask everyone if they have filed a complaint..

Grace: and to get it retracted

Federico Perenti pushes a few keys on the computer and a movie starts to play. It's pretty dark and you can't make it out.

Federico Perenti: Good, good.

Grace looks at the principal's eyes roving on his screen

Grace: (what are you watching Sir?)

Federico Perenti: But I want you to have an even better relationship with me.

Grace: ummm

Grace: well..

Federico Perenti keeps the screen tilted so that she cannot make out what the movie is.

Grace: i dont know .. what ... to say Sir

Federico Perenti: I want you to consider me as your mentor.

Grace: yes .. yes sure Sir

Grace: thank you

Federico Perenti: I will help the staff here. We will teach you .. you have potential Grace.

Federico Perenti: More potential than the others, than some of the others with better grades.

Grace is trying to figure out if he knows what Fairbanks has done to her

Grace remembers the blowjobs she had to give some teachers

Grace: is.. is Mr Fairbanks.. coming back Sir?

Federico Perenti turns the volume up. From the machine a muffled sound of sucking fills the room.

Grace: ohhhh god

Grace turns bright red

Grace looks panicky

Federico Perenti: No.. he is not. He could not teach you well enough.

Grace: i...

Federico Perenti: You?

Grace feels her throat constrict, stopping her from speaking

Grace swallows again, unsure what to say

Grace tries to peer at the monitor screen

Federico Perenti: Stand up.

Federico Perenti: Come by me.

Grace feels her heart turn cold

Grace slowly rises from her seat

Grace walks to you like a zombie

Federico Perenti: Quicker. And put some soul in these legs! I don't make you do your cheerleading for that!

Grace: yes..

Grace quickly stands beside the man

Federico Perenti adjusts the screen so that Grace could see it. She recognizes her own hair, her face lost in what she now remembers to be Fairbank's crotch.

Grace turns bright red, her mouth falling open in shock

Grace: he taped me !

Grace tries to reach for the keyboard, but he pushes her hand away with his left hand, while his right controls the mouse.

Federico Perenti fasts forward to the moment of Fairbank's orgasm, the sound of Grace coughing and gagging. "We did." He waits to see what she will do.

Grace covers her mouth in deep embarrassment as she looks at her self on the screen

Grace slumps her shoulders

Grace: please don't.. do this Sir...

Federico Perenti pulls her nearer, arm around her waist. His other hand reaches under her skirt.

Grace: ohhh

Federico Perenti: What it is that I should not do, Grace?

Grace struggles for a split second but stops when he tightens his grip

Grace gives a little cry. His fingers are touching her privates!

Federico Perenti slides his hand between her thighs. He pushes and his expert fingers find immediately their path. His index finger slides all inside her, his thumb resting on her bush, the part between index and thumb pressing on her nub.

Grace resists, trying to close her thighs

Federico Perenti: What is that you do not want, Grace? Tsk, tsk, you're just trapping my hand like this. It's already inside you.

Grace: ohhh

Grace feels defeated

Federico Perenti: Little Grace. I own you now. Make peace with that. It's a fact. *caresses his hair with the other hand, keeping her still with the finger inside her, unmoving*

Grace struggles a little, but more for show now. she feels his finger inside her

Grace feels her ears burning, the shame eating her

Federico Perenti: It's a fact and it's not even the more interesting one. I have no need of a fucktoy. So don't be that. Be more than that. Start by saying it, though. Say that you're mine.

Grace: i'm yours

Federico Perenti smiles at her.

Grace's face looks pained as she says it

Grace feels its all happening again

Federico Perenti: Of course you are. You feel me inside you. You know I can do what I want with you.

Grace: yes Sir...

Federico Perenti: So you've been giving blowjobs around, right? To Fairbanks and teachers.. students that I do not know of?

Grace: No... it's not like that...

Grace: Fairbanks makes me do it...

Grace: made

Federico Perenti sighs and relaxes in his couch. "Of course. And the teachers? I have tapes of them all."

Grace: I haven't...

Grace: er...yes he made me do it...*hanging head in shame

Federico Perenti: He did. But the others?

Grace: He.. he had Mr Meth watch one time while I sucked him

Grace: then he told me after that every week I was to suck Mr Meth once

Federico Perenti nods.

Federico Perenti: see?

Grace: I had no choice...

Federico Perenti: No. Of course. Nor you have a choice now.

Federico Perenti: Grace.. you have a first task we discussed before. I expect you to do it well. Now you will have a second one. You will do me a research, and hand it to me at the end of next week.

Grace gulps, but nods

Federico Perenti: a paper on blowjobs.

Federico Perenti: History. Technique.

Grace: noo... i mean.. Yes Sir

Federico Perenti: And you will watch samples. Youtube offers plenty. You will comment at least on 50 of them.

Grace: omigod

Grace nods

Federico Perenti: no cheating. I will read it and I will know if you've watched them carefully.

Grace: yyes Sir

Federico Perenti: Got it? *finallly moves his finger, that in the meantime was getting nearly stuck to her walls*

Grace: yes!

Grace tiptoes, feeling the finger wriggling

Federico Perenti pulls out of her, slowly. He licks the tip of his finger, then offers it to her mouth.

Grace: ohhh

Federico Perenti: Lick it clean. It's your stuff.

Grace is horrified to see her principal licking his finger coated with her juices

Grace opens her mouth slowly to accept his finger

Grace takes the finger into her lips

Federico Perenti pushes his finger inside her mouth, roughly, scraping against her palate with his nail. "Quicker."

Grace grimaces, taking the whole finger into her mouth. Reluctantly, she uses her tongue to clean it.

Federico Perenti turns away from her. He says in a final tone "That will be all for now, Grace. Put your heart in your work."

Grace: yes sir

Grace takes a step back, feeling humiliated and uncertain. She turns and runs out of the room

UR003 Weekly paiments

The first data that come of the decrypting process refer to bank transactions. Mr C had been receiving large amounts of money on a weekly basis. Though the sender of the money is not shown. There is more. Mr C had also a folder with the daily schedule of the principal and notes on his daily habits. Either the dude was learning to be a principal, perhaps in the principle's position (?), or he is stalking the principal. There might be more. Several files were not decrypted in my first effort and I have to search for better tool to read them.

I compile the present findings into report and mail it to the principal, informing him that his inquiry is ongoing and reassuring him of that the confidential status of this inquiry is maintained. I inform him nothing about the network usage, considering if I would tell him if when we meet.

G007. Bad boys

Dear Diary,

Someone scribbled something nasty in my notebook today. I just went to the ladies and came back to class. There it was on the next page written in ink. I looked around but nobody seemed to care, or know who did it.

The French teacher asked me what I was up to. I said 'nothing Sir'.

Someone had written, "I want a handjob too. Suck me slut cheerleader."

I suspect Bobby did this. He sits just two seats away from me in French class. Tom must have told his friends. This is so humiliating.

Wish they would leave me alone.

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BR005

Bobby keeps fiddling with the door controllers - he makes a few online searches - tries to find out what radio frequencies they are on. He walks cautiously - every door now seems dangerous. Bobby starts to look at the school in a systematic way.

There are cameras - cleverly hidden - he finds a few. Bobby wonders if he should talk with somoeone about his discoveries. He buys tools at the local electronic store - Tom is laughing of him - and tests, tests, tests.

Bobby fantasizes about talking control of the doors - he could become the secret master of the school - lock the principal's assistant in a maze whose only exit is thorugh him. He needs that woman - Christina - waits to see her every day she drives the principal - no way to get nearer to her yet...

A new teacher of informatics. Bobby listens with attention. He is completely sure the new teacher would know how to hack the doors' controls - but Bobby cannot be sure - what is beyond the surface of the school - people disappear here - perhaps, Bobby fears, because they discover something under the surface of the school

UR002 Hard drive

I took MR C's disk the disk from the principal an analyzing it. The files fall into 2 categories, encrypted or not. Un-encrypted data includes his web history. The guy was booking airline tickets, 1st class with Singapore airlines to Bankong. This is an expensive ticket to buy on a teacher's salary. Is he really one? And since the guy would knows how to encrypt his data, why leave only this piece of information unprotected?

The rest of the data will take some time to decrypt until my PC matches multiple candidate encryptions of dictionary words against the encrypted text (well I hope the guy was writing in English, cause otherwise it would take so much time to try ALL dictionaries). I start writing up my report to the principal with what I have for now and plan to complete it, when the PC spits out the deciphered text. Upon the principle's request, I speak to no one about this.

I am reluctant to report to him the skype activity I noticed. He did not ask for this check or even bother to listen about the condition of the network at the school. He seemed quite preoccupied. I cannot know the content of the skype sessions, as this data is not stored. Anyhow now that I know that the calls are occurring, I set up a sniffer to copy all packets and intercept the next session. I am wondering what this is all about. Some afternoon sessions have a regular bandwidth usage. Evening session consume barely an audio packets. Seems that there is visual but very little talk. What is this skype-pantomime?

G006. Can't sleep

Dear Diary,

A click. Not very loud but I heard it. My eyes wide open.

Nothing happened. But I can't fall asleep, so I am writing to you.

Sometimes the floor boards creak like someone is walking around, but they say it's because the building is old and the wood contracts at night.

Back to the click. It reminds me of last year. Like it was all happening again.

First Mr. Fairbanks transferred my room mate to another room. Said I deserved my own room.

I was in bed one night, then next thing I knew, he was there standing beside my bed. He entered my room. I did not know how, because I locked the door from inside. But I knew what he wanted. He left after he was satisfied. He also said I should not wash my mouth until noon the next day so the boys would keep away.

The next night, I heard the click. The door would just unlock. No key turning. He came in, quietly. I pretended to be sleeping. But he shook me to wake me up. This time he gagged me. Said that this is so I wouldn't wake up Celina sleeping next door. He came in me. He told me what a dirty girl I was.

Gosh, it is late. Back to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow morning.

g