The Teenage Girl Gang - Part 3 By Junkie mashafan1@hotmail.com Nerdy James learns what happens when you rat out one of the cool girls It was the final class before lunch. The class Lisa had been waiting for so that she could get back at James Harper, a bright and intelligent student that had decided to stand up for himself yesterday after Lisa had taken his homework paper, screwed it up and thrown it away, just for kicks in front of her friends. James knew from the stories he'd heard that it was not wise to mess with Lisa and her friends, but the situation had left him with no choice. He'd be a wimp in front of his own small circle of friends if he had declined to say what had happened, and James didn't want to look like a wimp. After all, he had spent hours producing that piece of homework and he was entitled to stand up for himself, he thought. A shy and quiet boy by nature, James took his usual place at the front of Miss Carlsson's classroom as the room began to fill up with rowdy teenagers. "Sup, James" His buddy Adam asked as he arrived and placed his bag down on the desk next to him. "Hey Adam..." He replied. "You get your homework done? Today is the deadline don't forget." James reminded him as Adam got his books out and sat down. "Yeah, I got it done. Hey, you goin' to the library at lunch?" Adam asked. "Yeah, I guess" James replied. "Cool. I've written this really awesome virus, you gotta check it out." Adam beamed. "Let's go on the computers and I'll show you what it can do." "Cool." Said James enthusiastically as the two tech-heads continued their private discussion. A couple of minutes later, Lisa and her group of friends entered. Although Lisa's usual friends, Sarah, Tasha and Becki didn't join her in this class, she was such a popular girl that all of the other recognised 'cool girls' readily accepted her into whatever flock. At first, the group of girls along with Lisa ignored James sitting at the front of the class as they made their way to their usual sitting area at the back of the room. "Aren'tcha scared?" Adam asked James just after the girls had passed by. "Of what?" James replied, pretending to be puzzled. "Lisa - you know Carlsson gave her a detention for what happened yesterday, right?" "Hmph, I don't care... It's her own fault" James shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "Yeah, well, I would've kept quiet if I were you" Adam said, his voice distinctly quieter. The two boys then shared a moment of awkward silence as the rest of the class settled at their desks. Adam then suddenly spoke up again ..."Look out, here she comes" he quickly said under his breath. "Wha.." James started, as he then felt a tight hand around his neck from behind. "Hey, skidmark." It was Lisa, as she spoke into his ear. "I'm afraid you can't sit down here with your boyfriend today. There's a spare seat at the back with me, Candice, Leona, Brooke and Shana." She took hold of a small tuft of hair on the back of his head, yanking him roughly to his feet. "You're coming to sit back here with us, where we can keep an eye on you" She told him, as she led him to his new seat to the hoots and hollers of the rest of the class as they all had their attention focussed on what Lisa was doing. "There" she stated, lowering him down into the seat before finally letting go of her painful grip on his hair. Lisa then brought over his books and school-bag, tossing his books down onto his desk but keeping his bag. James looked to his right and caught the eye of the prissy blonde Candice, who was eyeing him slowly from head to toe with a mean scowl on her barbie-doll face. "What have we got in here..." Lisa spoke up as she un-zipped James' school bag. "Oooh" She sounded, producing a small bottle of Coca-cola. "I am a little thirsty actually" She said, unscrewing the top and breaking the seal as she removed the cap. Lisa took a long, slow swig from the bottle before passing it around and sharing James' drink with the rest of her girlfriends. They all drank from it until there was only a mouthful left as Brooke handed it back to Lisa. Lisa swallowed back the last of it before bringing the bottle down with an arrogant smirk on her face as she starred at James who sat there, visibly worried and apprehensive. Lisa then leaned across and got in James' face as she let out a loud belch. All the girls laughed, as did everyone else in the classroom. James sat and meekly took the abuse, looking momentarily up at his buddy Adam who simply squinted his face in an expression to say 'i feel sorry for you' or was it 'rather you than me' before turning his head back to face the front of the class. "Eww, he smells funny. Make him go away." Candice whined. Shana leaned over to Lisa and whispered something into her ear. Both girls giggled before Shana then went into her bag and produced an aerosol can of some sort. Giving it to Lisa, she un-capped it, and sprayed it all over James. The rich scent of feminine deodorant filled his senses as Lisa covered him with it. He coughed and spluttered and momentarily tried to flee from his seat before she relented spraying him. The girls all found it highly amusing. "Calm down everyone!" Trainee teacher Mr. Tilly called as he entered the room and noticed the commotion. "James, are you all right?" He asked, making his way over to where James sat with a concerned look on his face. "Yeah" James said in an unconvincing tone, a distinctly flustered look about him. "What are you doing sitting back here, you don't normally sit back here" Mr. Tilly inquired. "Sir, how old did you say you were again?" Brooke asked as she eyed the handsome young man, curling her hair in her fingers. "Look, I'm trying to talk to James..." He responded in as pleasant as possible voice. "Well I'm talking to you!" Brooke shot back. Mr. Tilly had made the mistake of not being firm enough with the students over the past two weeks, even to the point of telling them his first name and they were now beginning to take advantage of his kind and soft nature. "Cute butt, Curt. we like you in those tight black pants" Shana smiled as he became embarrassed. "I've seen him perving at Miss Carlsson's legs" Leona cooed. "That's not true!" He shot back defensively "Why, are you gay?" The girls continued hounding him. "No..." "Get that cute butt over here" Brooke called as everyone laughed. Curt finally turned to address Brooke, walking over to her desk "Now, that's not the way to talk to people..." he began. With a wicked smile on her face, Brooke yanked him down by the tie so that they were face to face. "Listen when I'm talking to you" She growled between clenched teeth, in a mock angry voice. The attractive blonde was simply showing off in front of her friends. Lisa leaned across her desk and smacked the young man on his ass, causing him to stand bolt upright. The whole class was laughing. Little by little, the laughter died down, until suddenly everyone had become silent. Curt realised that Miss Carlsson had entered the room. He hoped that she hadn't seen any of what had just happened as he straightened his tie and re-composed himself. "Curt, get down to the front here." She ordered sternly as she walked over to her desk, a mug of coffee in her hand having returned from the teachers lounge. All of the students feared Miss Carlsson. She was just one of those teachers that had an aura of dominance about her. Tall, blonde and very attractive with piercing blue eyes, Miss Carlsson was only in her mid-twenties, but commanded respect beyond her years. She wore her typical business wear of a navy skirt-suit, brilliantly clean and perfectly ironed without the hint of a crease anywhere in the material. Despite her model like good looks, she never smiled and almost always was in a bad mood, ready to bite someone's head off for the slightest thing. She gave out detentions freely and even on her first morning of working at the school, she had given a boy a detention after he wolf-whistled at her in the corridor. Curt took his usual seat, observing as Miss Carlsson began teaching. For the rest of the class, James sat quietly, getting on with his work in between worrying about what would happen next with the girls. They all sat whispering and giggling amongst themselves. Occasionally Lisa would call James' name for attention, and when he looked up at her, she would give him the one-finger salute, or run her fingers across her throat as the rest of the girls watched on in amusement. Finally the bell sounded for lunch. James was surprised and relieved to see that Lisa and the girls were quick to pack up and leave the room. Hopefully this was the end of it all. He, however, took his time gathering up his books and collecting his schoolbag that had been left on the floor near to where Lisa had been sitting. "James, could I speak to you for a moment please." Ms. Carlsson called out above the commotion as the rest of the kids made their way out of the classroom. "I'll be in the library when you get done here James." Adam told his friend. Adam was the last to leave as James was then alone in the room with Ms. Carlsson and young Mr. Tilly. He approached her desk as she sat in her chair with Mr. Tilly standing beside her, leaning against the wall. "James" Ms. Carlsson began in a warm-hearted tone "I just want to reassure you that we shall be watching out for you after what happened yesterday. I won't tolerate bullying of any kind and if you feel bullied or victimised in any way, don't hesitate to come and tell me or any other member of staff." "Okay" James timidly replied. "We know those girls have a reputation for picking on other students. It's not the first time they have been in trouble and Lisa is now on thin ice with me. Anything more and she'll be excluded from my class." James just nodded. "You're doing very well in your work." Mr. Tilly chimed in. "As Ms. Carlsson says, don't be afraid to speak up if anyone is bullying you or making you unhappy. We will take care of it." He finished. James continued to nod his head. "Okay, you may go to lunch now" Ms. Carlsson said. James turned and left the classroom. He just hoped that he wouldn't have to deal with Lisa or any of her friends anymore and that it was all finished now. He made his way through the empty corridors towards the exit. The library, where he had planned to meet Adam, was in a separate building along with the cafeteria. Suddenly, as he passed the girl's changing room, he felt someone reach out and grab him roughly by the arm, pulling him inside. It was Lisa's friend Tasha, and she had pulled him with such force that he staggered fell to the ground. Once inside, he saw that there were at least a dozen (12) or more girls inside, eager to watch the 'action'. Along with Lisa's girlfriends from Geography class, there were also her closest friends; Sarah, Tasha and Becki, along with a few other faces James couldn't put names to. "Weiner" Tasha remarked, as she looked down at him after throwing him to the floor. The rest of the girls were laughing at his predicament. James then caught sight of Lisa advancing on him, but with a look of fire in her eyes rather than amusement. She kicked out her leg at his face as he was still on the floor. He darted backwards to dodge her kick, which just grazed his shoulder. "Yeah, give it to him Lisa!!" Came calls from the crowd of girls as they watched on excitedly. Lisa advanced on him again, lashing out with another kick, this time finding it's target, blasting him in the face. Not kicking as hard as she could, Lisa knew that she could knock people out with her brutal kicks, but instead she intended to hurt him, and make him feel it. She stepped up and kicked him again in the face, each time sending him rolling back several paces before he would desperately try to get up. Before he could do that however, Lisa would fire another kick. Three, four, five times she repeated the process until James had been kicked across the changing room floor and was left slumped against the wall with no escape. He put his fingers up to several sore spots on his face. Drawing his hand away, he could see blood on his shaking fingers. Lisa then took him roughly by the throat, pulled him to his feet and slammed him up against the wall hard. "You little fuck. I got a detention because of you." She snarled into his face as she held him painfully against the wall with her hand around his neck. "You're going to learn never to grass ever again!" She finished, yanking her hand away from his throat as he gasped for air. Lisa then bent down and picked up James' school bag. "Now I want you to open this bag, tear up and flush down the toilet every single text book in it." She said menacingly, holding the bag in front of him, which he snatched away from her. Part of James wanted to fight back and put this bitch in her place. But he had never had a fight in his life. He didn't consider himself a weakling, he was just too shy and didn't want to get into trouble. "Come on" Lisa said, grabbing him by the hair and pulling him over next to one of the toilet cubicles. "Now do what I said..." She told him sternly. "No" He replied. She wrapped both hands around his neck and yelled at him "I SAID DO IT!!!" "Oh, let's do it for him" One of the girls calls called out. "No, I want to see him do it" Lisa returned. "And I'm going to make him" She promised. James was shaking and wanted to cry. "Watch him for a minute" Lisa told her friends as she made her way into another of the toilet cubicles. "Uh huh" Sarah sounded as she advanced on him. "Aww, poor little Jamesy" She whined with a mock pout on her face. "I bet you got a little dick, huh" she said as she drew nearer. James couldn't look her in the eye, instead he found himself looking down shyly, pacing backwards as she advanced on him. "Lets see what you got down there" she continued, reaching out to pull his pants down. "No" James snapped defiantly, wrestling her hands away. Sarah wouldn't stop however as she continued, much to the encouragement of all the girls watching on. "Someone hold him" Sarah called out as James was managing to ward off her efforts to expose his manhood. The rest of the girls quickly crowded around and it was Brooke that got into position behind James, and took him by surprise into a full nelson. "Yay!!" the girls all sounded as his hands were finally out of the way and Sarah could begin unbuckling his belt and unzipping his fly. James was desperate not to let the girls go all the way and he wriggled and kicked out with his legs with all the might he could muster. Brooke was struggling to keep him held in the full-nelson, but with her hands locked, she was able to resist him. As much as James struggled, he was fighting a losing battle as Sarah had now un-buttoned and unzipped his pants. "YAY!!!" "WOOoooo" The girls all squealed as Sarah finally, with one strong tug, pulled down his pants and boxer-shorts. The girls all snapped pictures on their cellphones as Brooke still held him tight in her full-nelson hold, parading around his naked-from-the-waist-down body for all to see. "Look how small it is" Several of the girls commented in between pointing and giggling. James was completely humiliated. Lisa then re-appeared from the cubicle holding that same coca-cola bottle she had stolen from James earlier, only now, it was filled with her piss. She stepped towards him slowly and menacingly, first staring him in the eye, before lowering her eyes to check out his exposed penis as Brooke continued to hold him. Lisa sniggered for a second, drawing pleasure from James' embarrassment. "Okay Brooke, you can let him go" Lisa commanded. With that, Brooke released him from her full nelson with a hard shove into one of the cubicles, sending James' skinny and un-coordinated body reeling. His legs painfully crashing into the toilet seat as he awkwardly staggered with his pants around his ankles. His immediate reaction upon being released was to cover himself up with his hands. Lisa then tossed his school bag at him. It bounced off his chest and fell to the ground. "Now I want you to get all of your books out of your bag, tear them up and flush them away" She commanded sternly. James remained still, stubbornly protesting her wishes. "...If you don't" Lisa warned, bringing the bottle of pee up and holding it above his head, slightly tilted "...I'll pour this all over you" she threatened, before letting a small drop of the bottle's contents dribble down onto his hair. James quickly sprang into action, ducking down, bending at the knees. Not to retrieve his school bag however, but to attempt to pull his pants and boxers back up. "NO!!" Lisa shot down at him, cutting off his efforts by planting her boot in between his feet, trapping his clothing and pinning it against the floor. "I said get your fucking books out, dweeb. Nevermind about that fucking little worm between your legs, anyone would need a microscope to see anything anyway!" "Come ooooon!" Sarah whined, as she stood with her hands on her hips impatiently waiting. "I'm not spending all lunch in here!" "Well as soon as he gets on with it." Lisa sharply returned. "He's not going anywhere until he has done what I've said." "The Volleyball team will be in here soon" Becki suddenly chimed in, looking at the time on her cellphone. "They practise at half twelve -- we've only got five minutes!" "Right!" Sarah spat. She then marched up to James and blasted a hard kick into his body as he remained crouched. It knocked the wind out of him, but Sarah continued with a barrage of hard, violent kicks with the pointed toe of her boot battering and bruising his half naked body. She then grabbed his school bag, unzipped it, and tipped all of it's contents; text books, library books and stationary into a pile on the floor. Taking him by the hair and leaning down into his face, she angrily demanded him to begin tearing them up. "Just do it and then we'll leave you alone" Becki mercifully said. "If you don't start tearing these books up, I'm going to beat the living hell out of you" Sarah snapped in a much more aggressive tone, pulling his head back with a handful of hair in one hand while pointing a finger in his face with another. Finally, with tears flowing down his bloody and snivelling face, James began to do as Lisa and Sarah had demanded. First, picking up his history book and slowly tearing out a page before dropping it into the toilet. "Come on, faster!" Sarah demanded, now seemingly having taken over. She picked up his Mathematics text book and ripped out page after page in succession before dropping them into the toilet and pressing the button to flush. "You've got one minute to get all of those books torn up and gone before I tip this whole bottle over you" Lisa threatened, as she stood menacingly above him. "You think I'm joking!?" She barked with a sharp kick to his ribs before tipping the bottle and letting some more piss dribble down onto James' head. He quickly picked up the pace. "Good, keep going" Lisa continued to instruct him as she leaned over and pressed the button to flush again, ensuring a steady flow of paper that wouldn't block the system. "That's right..." Lisa encouraged as he finished tearing up the final book. With his humiliating task now complete, Lisa took him by surprise, grabbing a handful of hair and yanking him violently backwards, out of the cubicle and onto his back in the middle of the changing room. His immediate reaction was to once again cover his privates as the rest of the girls all continued watch the show they were being treated to. Lisa then mounted his stricken form, clasped one hand around his jaw, squeezing tightly and forcing his lips to forge into a silly shape while pointing a finger into his face with the other hand. "Now if you EVER tell on me again, I'll fucking rip that little worm dick of yours off and shove it down your fucking throat!" She yelled into his quivering face. "HAVE YOU GOT THAT?" She screamed, followed by three hard slaps to his face. "I SAID HAVE YOU GOT THAT!?!?" "...Y.yeah " he meekly replied. Lisa then clenched her fist and reigned down a hard final punch to his face for good measure before finally getting back to her feet and firing a couple of quick kicks to his bruised ribs as she turned to make her way out of the girl's changing rooms. Sarah, never being one to miss out on some action, also gave the abused boy's body some more swift, painful kicks. "Ahh... I think I just broke his rib" She said to her friends with a look of sheer delight on her face. "Come on, we better get out of here" One of them called back anxiously as they all began making their way towards the exit. "Awww." Sarah mockingly sympathised as James writhed in agony at her feet. "Has Lisa taught you a lesson?" She continued in her motherly tone "If you'd got me into detention, you wouldn't have got off this lightly, so I think you should consider yourself lucky..." "LET'S GO SARAH" One of the other girls called from outside the changing room. Before making her exit, Sarah stepped up onto James' body in her high-heel boots, literally walking over him on her way to the door, making sure to dig her heels in as painfully as possible. She held her arms out for balance like a circus performer walking a tightrope. Her final step was directly onto his face, with her heel pressing onto one of his teeth. The tooth quickly gave way under her full bodyweight and her entire boot heel slipped into his mouth. "Ooops" She joyfully giggled as she lost balance for a second before stepping down from his head and slowly drawing her high heel from his mouth. James rolled up into a ball, hands over his face, crying his eyes out as she left him in excruciating pain, blood gushing from his mouth onto the floor. "You can have that for your lunch" Sarah said in a satisfied, cocky tone. Her one heel leaving a print of blood with each step as she strutted out of the room. The end of part 3. Any comments or future ideas/requests for the adventures of the teenage girl gang, please write to mashafan1@hotmail.com