Story: Northridge High School Feud (part 3)

Northridge High School Feud (part 3)
By Tcheser

Going to school the next day was not an option. Amber didn’t even consider it an option. She and her mother went to the family physician, Dr. Phelps, first thing and after having received an urgent call from her father the doctor moved his schedule around so he could see Amber without delay.

He was frankly as startled at what he found as Amber and her parents had been. “A woman doesn’t just lose her breasts over night” he said as he examined her nearly flat chest. There had to be some medical cause though he concluded despite not having a clue as to what it could be. Tests had to be done though and hopefully that would shine some light on the cause of Amber’s condition he reassured the distraught young woman and her mother. He didn’t think she was in any danger though, besides being flat-chested she seemed to be in perfect health. He told them to go home and try not to worry. He would find out the cause and set things right soon enough.

Amber considered telling Dr. Phelps about Jane. About all the weird threats she had been making and everything. She didn’t though. She hardly believed herself that such a thing was possible. She didn’t want to be locked up in a mental ward on top of everything else that had suddenly gone wrong with her. No, she decided she would put her faith in Dr. Phelps and seek a medical solution first. She found it more plausible that she had contracted some weird disease then Jane having done something to her. She was Amber Lane after all. Who the fuck was Jane?

Amber was so worried she did nothing but pace, watch videos and eat ice cream and junk food all day. No answers were forthcoming from Dr. Phelps that day however. The results he had received back already didn’t show evidence of anything wrong with Amber. He was certain the other tests which were due back in the next few days would be more helpful though.

Brad called several times. Eventually Amber answered and had to explain to her boyfriend what happened on their date the night before. She told him she had received a call on her cell phone about her grandmother being on her death bed. She had been so concerned she rushed out of the restaurant and somehow missed Brad waiting for her. Having no time to waste she caught a cab to the hospital and had been with her grandmother all night. She said she was sorry and would make it up to him over the weekend. Amber wasn’t sure he bought her story, but he seemed to like the part about her making it up to him and told her not to worry about it.

There seemed little reason for Amber to go back to school on Friday, but Amber’s mom thought it best. She wasn’t used to having Amber around the house during the day. She felt her daughter cramped her style and more importantly would cramp her scheduled liaison with the pool boy.


Not ready to contend with high school sporting her new waif like figure though, Amber took desperate measures to hide her shame. She did something she never figured she would have to do and had made fun of other girls for doing. She stuffed her bra. And not just a little. She filled her bra with so much padding she looked a little better endowed then she had before.

They weren’t the same though. On careful inspection she was sure people would think they looked fake and they certainly didn’t feel the same. She was certain people would notice and couldn’t help but remember the abuse and scorn she had heaped upon the unlucky flat chested girls she and her friends had caught stuffing. Some people might have learned a lesson here, but not Amber. She wasn’t wired to think that way. Everyone got what they deserved except her. She felt there should be different standards for her. She felt she was entitled to better treatment then everyone else.

When she went to pull on her designer jeans she encountered yet another problem. Someone, the maid most likely, must have washed her jeans improperly as Amber found she couldn’t quite get them buttoned. They were supposed to be skin tight to show off her perfect curves, but today they were just too tight. After struggling with them for a few minutes she finally gave up. She tossed them aside and made a mental note to have the cost of the jeans taken out of the careless maid’s salary. Then she put on a looser pair of slacks and grudgingly went to school.

Parking was a nightmare. Amber was so nervous she had to back out of her spot at least three times before she finally had her Miata in the spot adequately. Once at school though Amber was almost glad she had been forced to attend. Ensconced admidst her many popular friends and subject to continual admiration from the boys she felt much better. At home she would have had no one to tell her how great she was or how beautiful. Just her irritated mother continually finding fault with her in order to make her aging self feel better. Here she was queen and here she was in her element. If her subjects noted anything different about her appearance they remained quiet about it.

When she saw Jane she was perhaps only a little intimidated despite all the odd things that had happened to her this week and the girl’s insistence that she had caused them all. Amber felt empowered though being surrounded by all her friends and wannabe friends. So much in fact that she pushed aside what little apprehension she had about the strange little nerd and decided to teach Jane a lesson. Teach her not to bother her social superiors and her most of all. To this end she whispered her plan to her best friends, Tammy and Kelly, as they passed Jane in the hallway and they hopped to it.

Coming out of seemingly nowhere Tammy and Kelly each took Jane by an arm and before she knew what was happening dragged her in the girl’s restroom when no one was looking. Lilly, another friend of Ambers then watched the door as Amber entered regally and proceeded to dunk Jane’s head in the toilet giving her a swirlie.

“That’s for bothering me this week, shrimp!” Amber shouted at Jane as she flushed the toilet and dropped the seat down on top of her.

“You stupid bitch!” Jane sputtered as she gasped for air. “Haven’t you learned anything?”

“I’ve learned that you don’t know when to shut up and not to stick your nose where it doesn’t belong.” Amber replied “And I’ve learned you’ve got a real sick interest in other girl’s bodies.” She added more for Tammy and Kelly’s then for Jane’s.

“Yeah! She’s sick!” Tammy and Kelly agreed. “Probably a lesbian.”

“Yeah, Maybe.” Amber nodded. “Maybe little Janey here is a lesbo, maybe she’s just trying to get our attention.”

“Awwww.” Tammy and Kelly pretended to sympathize.

“Well I think we should give her a chance” Amber suggested. “She wants our attention, let’s give it to her. Don’t you agree girls?”

“Oh, yeah.” Tammy and Kelly both nodded excitedly. They didn’t know what exactly was coming but from Amber’s tone they knew it would be fun.

“Well, then, lets help her out of these clothes girls. She’s not going to attract anybody all bundled up like this is she?” Amber asked rhetorically and smiled sadistically as she suddenly grabbed Jane by the back of her sweater and began pulling it up over her wet head.

“Hey, quit it Amber!” Jane cried in alarm as she was suddenly caught up in her own sweater which was half way off her by the time she realized Amber’s intent and tried to stop her.

By this point though Tammy and Kelly had joined Amber and she was hopelessly overpowered. She squirmed and pushed and tried to get away but it was hopeless. She could neither escape nor keep them from stripping her and soon her sweater came off to be quickly followed by her jeans. The cheerleaders didn’t stop there though and before Jane knew it they ripped off her undershirt and her panties as well. Then left in just her shoes and socks with her hair still wet and mussed from the swirlie she was dragged out of the restroom and tossed, across the hallway and out the door into the quad.

Emerging into the quad naked and wet Jane took most of the students on their way to class by complete surprise. Then they all started laughing and pointing. Even some teachers she saw couldn’t contain themselves and burst out laughing. Jane was more humiliated then she had ever been in her whole life. She turned and banged on the door she had just been tossed though and begged for the cheerleaders to let her back in, but they refused. They held the door shut and taunted her from within.

Eventually giving up Jane then had to resort to hiding as best as she could in the bushes. This was difficult and uncomfortable though and didn’t really hide her that well. Interested students could still see her and point her out to be ridiculed. It was an unbearable mortification that only ended when the kind Spanish teacher came to her rescue with a blanket and shooed away all the gawking students. She tried to console the shivering girl but it was useless. Only getting even with Amber would make Jane feel any better now.

Unfortunately for Amber, Jane had already set her revenge in motion. She only needed the right motivation to take the final steps and arrogant foolish prideful Amber had just unwittingly given her just such a motivation with her malicious prank. So when asked by the principal who had bullied her so she said she didn’t know. Amber would be getting hers soon enough without any assistance from the school Jane mused. At the principals suggestion Jane did accept taking the rest of the day off though.