You spend the rest of homeroom wondering how Mr. Akira isn’t bothered by her smell, he comes off as completely unfazed by it. Even some of the kids in your class are covering their noses or moving desks away from her. You eyes water, but you don’t want to be rude, so you bear through it.
Homeroom ends as the class files out with a quickness, Petunia following behind them. You stay behind and ask Mr. Akira about Petunia and he hands you a pill, telling you, “Take this, and the smell goes away instantly. I use it for my wife, but I don’t know how it affects kids like you. Be careful, only use it if you have to.” With the weird warning, you head to your locker to find Petunia struggling to open hers. You find it odd that her locker is right beside yours, but you figure you can just be polite to her, bearing her smell without giving her any indication her odor was bothering you. Through your watery eyes, you got a good look at her. Her pudge was obvious, but cute as it made her have a small belly bump and pretty plump thighs. She also wasn’t wearing shoes to show her paws. Somehow she managed to avoid the shoes of her uniform. Despite the skunky air, she obviously cared about her appearance. Skunk or not, she was attractive. She started to give up on her locker when you tapped her on her shoulder. You give it a knock and pull on the latch as it opens. “I appreciate it, Troy, right?” You nod yes to her. She’s a nice girl, and you don’t mind being friends with her for now.
She starts to walk towards her next class when the head cheerleader Stacey and her crew of airheads start patrolling the halls. It looks like they’ve synchronized a hazing routine, and Petunia is their target. Oh boy, here we go.
Stacey bumped Petunia, she responds, “Hey! Watch where you’re going new girl!”
Petunia bashfully apologizes and begins picking up her things.
Stacey begins verbally abusing the girl, making her feel like trash.
She calls for help, only for no one to answer, cementing her place as bottom of the food chain in the school, while Stacey sits atop her throne like the Queen bitch she thinks she is.
You’ve seen it done so many times, you’re sick of it, you want to break that off here and now. So before she can even start talking, you get in between Stacey and Petunia and start to pick up Petunia’s things. She was so caught off guard by your interruption, she almost broke her character.
“What are you doing you weirdo? Can’t you see I’m in the middle of a conversation here?”
You look at her, blink once, and go right back to picking up. She was so furious at your response that she got close to putting hands on you.
“Listen you shaggy wannabe! I am trying to get my point across to the new girl that smells like she fell in a dumpster full of dead rats, I would appreciate it if you didn’t get in my way.”
You finally chime in, “And I’m tired of the same, played out routine. How bad it is that you not only bully someone, but bully everyone the same exact way every time? Get a life you pompous bimbo, go fuck the football team again, if they can even deal with you.” With all of Petunia’s things picked up and feeling pretty good about the sick burn, you walk away from the fuming airhead as you walk Petunia to her class (which just so happens to be your class as well).