03 | Doctor Cass Reporting for Duty

I enter my AP Biology class and the teacher glares at me but I give him a sweet smile and he smiles back. He is so smitten over me. How unprofessional to like your student, isn't he like 160 years or something.

"Daddy must have paid for her to be here," the person behind me says loudly and I turn back to him and smile sickeningly.

"Actually your daddy is the one who paid right after I blew him in your parent's bed," I say smugly and everyone laughs. I go closer to him and say,

"By the way, I can see why Cath dumped you, daddy's sex game is shit. You know what they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, "

I turn back to the front of the class and people are still snickering. Of course I didn't blow his father. But like mother always said,

'Remember Cassandra the best way to get to someone is talk about sleeping with the one they love. Always say that you slept with the boy's father or sister even and if it's a girl say that you slept with her boyfriend or father never let them have the last laugh.

I grip my pen tightly and focus on copying my notes.

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School ends and I head straight to the basement. I text the girls that I won't be able to make it for practice and Molly should take over. I mute my phone and turn on the flashlight to look at the basement

"Gosh this place needs a lot of work," I mutter under my breath.

I hear footsteps climb down the stairs but I do not turn knowing it's probably the girl.

BANG!

I turn quickly and see the girl on the floor on top of boxes.

"Shit! Are you ok?" I run to her and squat beside her but she quickly scoots away from me. I try to reach out to her but she flinches and I'm not even sure if it's possible but she lowers her head into her shoulders even more making her look like a hurt puppy. I sigh and put my flashlight down. I put my hands up as if surrender and whisper to her,

"Look I just want to help,"

She looks up at me and I see confusion but she quickly looks back down.

"I swear I'm not going to hurt you please,"I plead. She nods her head and I help her get up. She struggles to stand straight on her right leg and I notice she has a big cut on her knee.

"That must hurt like a bitch," I say and she shrugs hesitantly.

"Sit here lemme fix it right up,"I show her a box to sit on. She looks at me hesitantly and I look at her back with pleading eyes.

"Please?"

"What do you want from me?" She asks barely above a whisper and I have to strain my ears to hear.

"Nothing, I swear let me help you," I don't know if it's because of the desperation in my tone or because she actually really feels pain that she allows but I don't hesitate. I pull out a bandage and surgical alcohol from my bag. She looks at me curiously.

"Cheer practice can get a bit messy," I lie with a small smile. Honestly sometimes father goes a bit too far and I end up bleeding during cheer practice.

I work in silence and quickly patch her up with a few hisses from her when I was cleaning her wound.

"Anywhere else hurting?" I ask.

"Nope. Just a few bruises on palms but I'll be fine," She replies quietly.

"Great," I say while hurriedly packing up my stuff.

"You will be fine by tomorrow," I tell her quickly and rush out of the basement before she could say anything.

Shit mother is going to kill me if she ever finds out I helped her.

I bump into someone and almost apologize but I quickly catch myself.

"Watch where you're going nerd," I tell the scrawny boy I bumped into and hurriedly walk away.

What the hell is he even still doing in school? It ended like 40 minutes ago.

Whatever.