Day Eight: Monday
Alisha slowly walked up the steps in the school bus, and made her way to her usual seat. Leaning her head against the window as the bus rolled forward, she found herself unable to think of anything else but Evan and the after school plans she was stuck in. The very thought of Evan being in her house made her squirm in disgust. But she knew there was no way out of it, and that Vicky would force her to go through with it.
The bus finally arrived at school, and Alisha went to her locker to drop off her math books for the afternoon class. On the way to the gym for her morning P.E. class, she saw Samantha in the halls.
"Hey," said Alisha as she approached her.
"Hey you! Where did you disappear to on Friday night? You left without letting me know you were going."
"I'm sorry..." said Alisha sheepishly. "We... we had to leave early."
"You're telling me! You and your friends were barely there for more than like two hours! And did I see you all leaving with Ryan and Tyler?"
"Uhh, yea... they offered to drive us back to Rachels..." said Alisha as uncomfortable memories of the evening began to replay in her mind.
"Too bad," said Samantha. "Your friend Evan showed up not long after you all left. He was asking about you."
"Oh..."
Samantha smiled as she saw Alisha's face change as she brought up Evan. "Is there something between the two of you you haven't told me about?"
"No," said Alisha. "We're just friends."
"Well if that changes, I expect you'll tell me right away," said Samantha. "Besides, he's fucking hot. I'd ride him any day."
Alisha blushed at Samantha's openly sexual comment about Evan.
"We should probably get to the gym," said Alisha. "Class is going to probably start soon."
***
Once Alisha exited the changeroom out to the gym, she lined up beside Samantha, the class beginning with the usual stretches and exercises. This would usually go on for 15-20 minutes at the beginning of each P.E. class, and today was no exception. Except Alisha noticed that something was off about her P.E. teacher, Mr. Turner.
"Why does he keep looking away whenever our eyes meet?"
Alisha asked herself.
"Well, there was last Thursday,"
said Vicky.
Alisha kept with the warm-ups as she continued to think about his odd behavior.
"Vicky, is there something you're keeping from me from last Thursday?"
"No, I don't think so."
"I'm serious Vicky. I remember being in that hall leaning into the lost and found, and before I knew it I was sitting in his office chair wearing gross clothes."
"Your point?"
"You took me over, I know it. But I don't remember anything."
"Yes, yes I did."
"So, what happened? What did you do with me?"
"I told you,
" said Vicky.
"I got us dressed. Then Mr. Turner and I looked at the security footage and we saw Toni walking out with your things."
"If that's all, then why aren't you letting me remember?"
"He's probably just embarrassed about seeing you in a shower curtain."
Their internal conversation was cut short by the sound of a whistle.
"Alright," said Mr. Turner to the class. "Today we're going back to badminton again. This time, I want you to select a different partner than you had last class."
Samantha immediately asked Alisha to partner up for the class, and without a valid excuse, Alisha agreed. They played a game against two other girls in their class, and narrowly won. When they began their second game, Samantha began to ask Alisha some questions.
"So, Alisha," began Samantha. "Doing anything this Wednesday after school?"
"I don't think so," said Alisha, just after she hit the birdie back over the net.
"Well, I was thinking. Last Wednesday was a lot of fun..."
Alisha's eyes widened as Samantha brought up that particular topic. "I... I suppose, yea."
"You suppose? You had -"
"Not here!" said Alisha louder than she'd meant to speak. Her heart pounded in her chest; she really didn't want anyone else to know what had happened. "Please don't mention any of what happened. At least not with others around us, anyway."
Samantha smiled, her eyes sparkled mischievously. "Aww, you're cute when you're embarrassed."
Samantha swung her racket hard, hitting the birdie down on the other side for another point.
"Anyways," Samantha continued. "I was thinking, all four of us should spend some time together again on Wednesday."
"Yea?" asked Alisha as she returned the birdie across the net.
"Yes. Tyler mentioned to me something about a new video he made on the weekend. Probably some girl from the party."
Alisha froze in fear hearing mention of a video, and the other team scored as she was stuck in her thoughts.
"Alisha!"
"Sorry, Sam."
"Anyways," said Samantha. "If it's anything like what he shot of us on Wednesday night, it's gonna be amazing."
Alisha was feeling her anxiety building, worried that it was the video of Toni from Friday night."
"Does Tyler make those videos, often?" Alisha nervously asked as she returned a serve.
"He only just started I think. He made one of me and Ryan in the summer, and the one from last Wednesday."
"You and Ryan?"
"Yea, I thought you knew?"
"Well I knew you were seeing some guy, but I never knew it was Ryan until last week. But I meant the video. Why the video?"
"It's hot?" said Samantha. "Now I can watch us whenever I want to."
"I guess..."
"Wait, are you telling me you didn't watch the video of us from last Wednesday?"
"No," said Alisha as she scored a point.
"We're definitely watching that together this Wednesday then! It was so fucking hot!"
Alisha froze again, and the other team scored once more.
"Alisha!"
"I'm sorry," said Alisha.
"Stop embarrassing yourself like that, Lish!"
"Can you blame me? She wants me to watch the video of us!"
"So what's the problem?"
"I don't want to, Vicky!"