Jen and Kyle were speechless, not that there was anything they could really say in their defense. The principal, a balding fat man pushed his way to the front of the throng, his face red with rage.
"What is the meaning of this??!" He screamed. Jen thought he might have a heart attack. "You two..."he sputtered,"IN MY OFFICE NOW!!"
Kyle and Jen got to their feet, meekly trying to cover themselves with their hands and arms. Jen cringed as she heard repeated cries of "slut," from both the boys and girls in the crowd.
As they continued their interminibly long walk to the principal's office, Jen noticed the smug look on her rival Cindy's face. Cindy was sure to be made head cheerleader now, she knew. Her life was over. She'd most definitely be kicked off of the cheerleading squad. She likely was facing suspension and possibly expulsion. Her reputation in the school was ruined, as she would be labeled a slut, and since she'd been caught with Kyle, none of the elite boys would touch her now. Not to mention what would happen when her parents found out.
The principal had turned away from them momentarily, to try and calm the rather vocal crowd of students, as had most of the school staff. A breeze picked up and blew a piece of paper towards her feet. Jen paused, picking it up. It was Kyle's trigger; the picture of the full moon in all of its glory.
If she showed Kyle the picture, she could escape in the ensuing chaos. Not to mention she could claim he'd changed and overpowered her. "Kyle," she whispered, gesturing to the folded paper in her hand.
He shook his head, pointedly looking away from it, quickening his pace, keeping a couple of steps ahead of her.
Jen sighed. She knew there was another way out; all she had to do was let her fingers do the walking. It wouldn't even be that difficult, she told herself silently. All it would take would be a couple of light rubs on her clit, and the transformation would start. At that point, there'd be no stopping it.
But then she'd be the hunted one; after the initial slaughter, they would regroup. But she'd still have time to get away and perhaps make a new life for herself somewhere else.
The school staff was still preoccupied, though the crowd had begun to calm down slightly. She knew that she only had a few moments more to make a decision.