I was sitting quietly in the principal's office, waiting for Ms. Victoria to come in after speaking with Ms. Horne, the school's science teacher. Beside me was Brianna. We never got along, mostly because Brianna was so obnoxious, and being placed as lab partners only fanned the flames.
Brianna had just moved here from Detroit. I don't know much about her, but I know she doesn't seem to get along with anybody here. Her family's pretty poor, but Brianna was always dressed well. Probably stole the clothes she's wearing right now. Although she had beautifully tanned skin, long blonde hair, large breasts, and a very cute "bubble butt" her demeanor scared away most boys she liked.
I'm a typical mild-mannered eighteen year old girl from the suburbs; this being the first time called into the principal's office. I'm pretty popular with most of the boys at the school due to my vibrant curly red hair, fair white skin, and boobs that frequently threaten to pop out of my bra.
When the office door opened, we both turned our heads toward Ms. Victoria. Being one of the youngest principals in Midvale history, she was quite a beauty and received much attention from the male student body.
"Girls," Ms. Victoria said while closing the door. "After talking with Ms. Horne, I realize that there is a problem between you two. I'd like to settle this today, once and for all."
I was pretty nervous to see what might happen, as the principal at Midvale High had a reputation for demanding complete control over her students. She moved behind her desk and sat down, never looking away from either Brianna or myself.
"Who wants to tell me what happened first?" Ms. Victoria questioned.
Brianna stood upright. "She started this whole thing, Ms. Victoria. Alisha won't stop messing with me!"
"That's not true! You had a problem with me from the very beginning, and I did nothing to deserve it."
"Bullshit, you little bitch! This whole-" Brianna continued, but was suddenly cut off by Ms. Victoria pounding her fist on her desk.
"Sit down, Brianna. And shut up!" Ms. Victoria yelled. I was not used to seeing her so fiery. "That goes for you too, Alisha. I don't want to hear a peep from either of you unless I ask you a question. Is that clear?"
"Yes." We both said, submissively.
"Good. Now, you two are going to do exactly as I say. We are going to resolve this right now." Ms. Victoria stood up, and moved to the front of her desk, where we were sitting, and sat on the edge of it.
"The first thing I want you two to do is position your chairs so that you are facing each other. By the time we're done with our little meeting here, I'm sure you two will be more than friends."
I didn't know how to take her use of the term "more than friends", but I complied, as did Brianna.
"Closer, girls. And move your chairs closer to me, while you're at it."
By now our chairs were so close that our knees were touching. I began to feel uncomfortable with such proximity to this girl I barely knew, despite the long jeans I was wearing. Brianna saw this discomfort, and seeing an opportunity to get under my skin more, moved both legs between my knees, spreading them slightly.
"Good girls. Now, Alisha, take Brianna's hand in yours and tell her you want to be friends."
"You want me to do what?" I asked, surprised.
"You heard me, Alisha. Or would you rather me call your parents?"
Wanting to get this whole ordeal over with, I took Brianna's hand. "Can we be friends, Brianna?"
"Hell no!" Brianna replied immediately, taking back her hand forcefully.
SLAP! Principal Victoria smacked her hand on her desk.
"Brianna! I'm tired of your attitude, young lady. Do as I say and I won't be forced to call your father. Do I make myself clear?"
After Brianna submitted to Ms. Victoria's demand, I again took her hand and asked if we could be friends.
"Whatever..." Brianna said dismissively.