Sarah's stalked the schoolhalls, looking everywhere as she hurried. She just couldn't wait to get her hands on her target, she didn't even go pick up her usual posse. Who needed a posse when you had limitless powers.
She searched behind the bleachers, near the bushes, but she was nowhere to be found. "Where the fuck is she?" She said to herself.
"Where would she go?" She looked at her watch, classes were about to start. Time was running out. The last place before class she went to was the library, specifically all the way at the back in a storage room.
"She wouldn't dare." Sarah grumbled as she stormed past the many bookshelves, knocking a geek over as she went.
Panting from nearly running she held silent in front of the door, she could hear two voices in there. "Found her." Sarah grinned, her hand stroking the rock around her neck.
She quickly slipped in.
The storage was surprisingly large, but poorly lit. The walls were covered with shelves filled with dusters and cleaning products. There were also two trolleys, one of which was occupied by two. A medium length Asian girl dressed in cheerleading outfit and with straight jetblack hair stood rubbing her body over the crotch of a football player. Sarah however was focussed on her shorter rival.
"Melissa." Sarah said icily.
Melissa turned to face Sarah. Her dark brown eyes piercing into Sarah's. "Sarah. What are you doing here? Can't you see I'm busy. Go find someplace else." Melissa said.
Sarah hated Melissa, she hadn't been in school that long, but the bitch had been trying to take her place ever since she first set foor here. Even going so far as pretending she didn't know this room belonged to her. There was movement behind her and Sarah looked past Melissa. The football player she had been rubbing against was familiar. It was her ex boyfriend Bill. He had broken up with Sarah fairly recently. She had suspected foul play and here they were.
If only her grin could get wider.
"What are you grinning at?" Melissa said as she pointed at Sarah. "Get out!"
"No, I'm here to set things right." Sarah stared straight at the unflinching Asian.
"Set things right? HAH! Don't you need your girlfriends for that?" Melissa scoffed.
Bill meanwhile was slowly edging away from the two girls, afraid to get caught in the building crossfire.
"No, I can do this just fine. You know what your problem is?" Sarah asked, her grin ever present and her voice silky smooth.
"Oh, please tell miss MacDonalds. What words of wisdom do you have?"
"The problem is that you keep trying to fuck these big white guys while you're just a tiny little Asian slut. I wish your wet pussy is all flabby and stretched out."
"What the fuck are you on and who are you calling a slut!" Melissa grabbed a bottle of cleaner and threw it at Sarah, who ducked just in time.
Melissa took one big step, her fist high before she suddenly stopped. Something didn't feel right. She glanced down as the feeling kept growing, something was wrong with her panties.
"Is something wrong?" Sarah asked with mock curiosity. "Don't you want to punch me?"
Melissa pulled on her underwear through her skirt to get rid of the feeling when she felt something fall relieving the pressure.
Bill gasped from the corner. "What the hell is that Melissa?" He pointed between her legs.
Sarah burst out laughing, dangling between Melissa's legs were two large tan pussy lips.
Melissa's mouth fell open as she stared speechless between her legs.
