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Beep beep beep
Oh for petes sake. I got up in a hurry and slammed the off button. I was tempted to go back to sleep when my phone starting buzzing. I hurriedly picked it up and saw 27 missed calls from andrea and 13 texts. I unlocked my phone and went to my messeges to read:

Andrea: I dont know how it happened but someone has a really interesting picture of you!

I didnt understand what she meant and instead of texting gibberish with my sleepy brain and not being fully awake i hit call.

"FRED EITHER SOMEONE IS MAGIC AT PHOTO SHOP OR YOU WERE LITTERALLY KISSING OUR TEACHER" Andrea screammed in my ear. Causing me to flinch away from my phone and wiggle my ear with the tip of my finger.

"Andie what the hell are you talking about!" i whispered in a groggy tone.

"A private number texted me a picture of you kissing mr. Hotty" she said again in a more urgent get the point way.

"Ok. Someone is really fucking great at photoshop id never kiss mr barf face." i said running around in my black undergarments searching for my black skinny jeans and a plain black t shirt. I slipped them on quickly and ran in the bathroom brushed my teeth and brushed my hair i quickly applied mascara and ran down stairs slipping on niky sandals and runnning out the door. I charged full speed to my bus stop right as my bus was about to leave. It stopped and i ran up the stairs as soon as the bus opened its doors. I sat in the back seat and whispered in my phone.

"Andrea you better not miss the bus" i said hanging up.

Next stop and she ran down the isle slapping her backpack on each seat giving her an awkward wobble as she lost balance and plopped her fat ass next to me.

"Whats the plan man" she huffed out.

"For the first time in a long time...i have no idea" i said shit out of ideas. I was trying to rack my brain for anything that would explain. Anything at all. We soon arrived at school and i went to my locker splitting ways with Andie. I spun the knob three times and opened it. Grabbed out my first hour binder and tucking a pencil behind my ear. I slammed my locker shut and hung my binder loosly at my side. I stormed off to first hour and made it just in time.

I regreted going to 6th hour with Mr. Dex. Who knew what barf face will say. I wonder if he heard about the very pervy picture. Surely this day was not going to be boring.

Lunch came around quick because suprise!
I slept in all my classes. Horrible arent i?

I hobbled to my seat and waited for Andrea. She plopped next to and showed me her phone. My face grew red and i clenched my fists together.

"Send me that photo.." i said in a low voice trying to stay calm.  I heard a quiet ding.

I stormed off to Mr. Dex. Hes going to help me find out who is doing this. 

I barged in his empty room just as he tooka bite of a half of a sandwich. I stormed infront of him fuming. I pulled up the picture and showed him. He coughed and i rolled my eyes.

"Where did you get that! How did you get that! Why does it exist if it didnt happen? Who did it?" he said swallowing and asking questions in a huge ramble.

"Shut your face and help me find out why my best friend got this photo..did you get it?....wait shit...did your wife?" i asked all the sudden shocked that they werent sent to us personally instead of the ones closest.

"What? Why would she? How would she?" he asked sending a glare at me.

"Because a private number is super fucking great at photoshop and sent it to my friend...not me..which means.." i said rolling my hand for him to get were i was going.

"...shit" he mumbled. .

"Text your wife" i said sitting on his desk.

"Yea i should do that" he scrambles to find his phone and he lets out a frustrated groan.

"What?" i asked.

"Guess who" he says quickly unlocking his phone. His eyes swept across the screen before he started to text like life depended on it.

I read over his shoulder and he was already blurting that a private number photoshoped it and sent it to the girl in the pitcures best friend. And that it wasnt real because im a crazy lunatic and acted like i was gonna rip someone a new ass.

She text back a second later saying bullshit. That she was done and leaving. I gasped silently behind him shocked at how his wife didnt hear him out even though its completely stupid.

He snapped his head to face me i jumped slithtly unsure of what to do on the situation.

"You stupid lunatic!" he growled. I froze not knowing what to do i stared gaping at him like a fish out of the water. What to do? What to do?

"I..i..um.i.d..didnt...i.." I stuttered as heat rushed to my cheeks and my heart swelling as my anxiety rose. It felt as if my face was on fire and a i litterally couldnt speak.

I just got so scared. His eyes were so dark. I took a step back and soon pinned myself against the wall as he took menacing steps towards me. I swallowed hard once he punch the wall inches from my skull. I stared wide eyed scared to say the wrong thing. My heart skipped a beat and my breathing became unsteady. He grinded his teeth then my head jolted and my cheek stun. Shocked i put a hand on my cheek then starred at him. My eyes filling up with tears as i squeezed my legs together and hugged myself not being able to look at him.
One tear, two tears managed to leak and leave a wet trail down my burning cheek and met at my chin the dripped off. I felt him burning a hole in my forehead. I soon lost my breathe completely and my vision blurred as i began to shake with silent sobs. I began to tremble and lost sight of everything as i fell in a ball onto the floor choking on sobs and struggling to breathe i became so light headed and dizzy i saw nothing but black.

I woke up in the same spot. My breathing became frantic as i remembered my little panic attack. I touched my swollen cheek and more tears fell. I was confused why he had hit me. I looked around the room and i was alone. His coat and bag were gone signifying he had left. Inscrambled to my feet and walked to the door. I opened it and saw that the school was closed lights were off except a few things and the time was already past five. I hurried down the empty hallway and ran through the doors. I didnt stop running till i got to Andies house and knocked rapidly. I was still so scared. I neer expected him to hit me over something i didnt even do!

I need a plan, and i need it now.

~~~skip ahead~~~~

"Im truly sorry but I wouldnt even dream of doing that! He is so old and hes annoying as hell! I know for a fact he loves you! I promise ill switch out of his class or go to a different school entirely if i have to! I know it doesnt look right but come on! My hair doesnt look that good even on its best days how could it be me? And from the angle its at you would see my tattoo! Explain how its not there!" i rambled to Lucy. Mr. Barf faces dumb wife who looks like a god damn goddess compared to me. "If anything i think he would move up not down if he was ever to cheat" i mummbled the last part.

"Okay..little girl if it makes you feel better i photoshopped it...i framed him so i could leave him with a damn scam and make it seem like you did it because your an obbsessed stalker bitch. Alright? So heres the plan that will work. I set up the fake cheat hack all your shit to make you have the app and picture outline and alll the fun stuff to have proof that you did it. Im hot and smart and of course your ugly. Thats why it will be more believable when i blame everything on you. I get to leave him and be with someone who is richer, hotter and way more successful than a fucking teaching job...maybe then ill get my knee nude wegdes i have been waiting for!" she said with a forced smile. I will fully admit i thought she was dumb but i never knew that she was pretty dumb and evil. Shocked me a lot.

"Wow. You really are one ugly peice of rat shit" i said nodding my head.

"Excuse me?" she said leaning on her left hip and putting a fist on it sticking out her fake tits.

"Oh...you heard me honey" i said mocking her pose and snapping me fingers in her face.

"That is highly offensive for one and for two you have no right to talk ghosty" she said glaring.

"For one no one gives a fuck fake tits! For two you can shove you fake as attitude up your ass but im afraid your anal beads will fall out your mouth you disgusting perve greedy gold digger giant nose bugger trashy fish smelling pussy stanking mcdonald loving fake as ugly old witch" i said thinking of every thing and nothing all at once. She just made me so mad.

"That the best you can do husband stealing homewrecker?" she said shoving me back.

"You touched me first" i said smirking then frowning quickly and landing a punch with all my anger at her face. Hearing a sickening crack.

"UGH you BITCH!" she shouted holding her nose.

"Oh sorry did i break your fake nose? Dont worry with your new mans money im sure you can get a new one just like a new rack..." i said pushing her back against her door harsher than what i intended.

"Oh your so gonna pay!" she screached.

"Honey...its going to bite you in the ass because i recorded this convo...biiiiiiiitch" i said mocking her attitude. I walked away with her gaping like a goat.

She ran to her car and drove off nearly hitting me on the way out. Soon after Mr. Dex pulled in. He glared at me when he noticed me smirking.

"What do you want?!" he growled slamming his car door shut and taking quick long strides to be in my face.

"Evidence your wife did the photoshop to frame me and leave you and marry a richer guy" i said holding up the recorder. He looked shocked.

I sat on his couch and he sat on his coffee table infront of me. I hit play.

The recording stopped and he looked pissed. His face was red and his vein was popping out of his head. He ran up stairs and in seconds was holding a shit ton of clothes and heels. He went out to his back yard threw them in a fire pit then came back inside grabing lighter fluid and news papers and a lighter.

I went to his fridge and grabbed out beers popped open the cap and threw them away. Then walked outside to Ethan throwing in clothes and heels to the fire pit and spraying lighter fluid all over it.

I sat in a chair held one beer out for him after he threw the paper on fire in the fire pit. Due to the lighter fluid it all went up in flames. He grabbed the beer from my hand and sat next to me. At the same time we both took a drink and watched the fire.

Three beers later Lucy came back shouting for Ethan. She came outside and walked out to see us cheers.

"Wh-what are you two doing? Ethan baby! What what is this?" she said shocked and laced with fake.

"Fred care to explain my sweet tart?" Ethan said lifting his beer slightly.

"Sure sugar pie, Lucy honey..." i said sweetly. "We're burning your shit" i finished in a dull tone.

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Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Poor Mr. Dex losing his bitchy wife Lucy. Female version of lucifer.