Charlie was angry. Spending a week visiting Principal Richter’s office once a day will do that to you. Her blood would boil whenever she made the slow walk to the school’s administrative offices. She never knew until she arrived whether or not the janitor would be in there, too. It was always worse when he was. He seemed to take pride in making her deep throat him harder and harder. Either way, she knew that she would would be tasting at least one man’s cum against her will.
While she would have loved to take her anger out on the principal or even the janitor, she knew that wasn’t likely to go over well. Sure, she could take it out on her parents, but she did that already for making her attend this stupid school. Finally, her thoughts settled on someone else.
“We have to get back at those girls who told on me,” Charlie thought aloud.
“How?” Ryan was walking with her out to recess.
“I don’t know, but we have to think of something!” She brushed her hair back, but her hand met a wad of cum that was still a little wet. She tried to shake it off her hand before resorting to wipping it on her shorts.
“Let’s figure out how to get them in trouble.”
Instead of playing soccer at recess that day, Charlie’s group of boys kicked the ball around and discussed ideas for revenge.
“What if we vandalized something and got them blamed for it?” One boy said as he kicked the ball to Charlie. “Like, we could break a window or something.”
“No way, we’d never get away with that,” another answered.
“We could steal their homework so they’d get in trouble for it.”
“That won’t get them in THAT much trouble, though.” The group continued discussing.
“Hey, my mom works in the office,” a boy named Kristian chimed in after a while. They were out of ideas and all ears at what he said next.
“The school has a credit card that she keeps in her desk,” he continued. “I could steal it, we could order a bunch of stuff to their houses and then hide it in one of their backpacks or something. They’ll get blamed for it either way since they’ll be ordering everything to their house. But I can even say I saw them playing around my mom’s desk if I have to.”
“How do we get their addresses?” Charlie asked.
“Easy, there are records of all that in the office. I’ll just have to get them after school sometime when my mom isn’t paying attention.” It sounded a little crazy, but if Kristian could pull it off, it was a solid plan. And best of all, it would get the girls in loads of trouble.
In the end, it was decided. Kristian would do his part by getting the girl’s addresses and being the one to actually steal the card. Then Charlie would be the one to order a bunch of stuff and have it all shipped to their houses. Then Ryan would enlist his little brother who was in their class to make sure the card got planted on one of their backpacks.
That Friday, they began to put their plan in motion. Before skating home, Charlie and Ryan waited outside the school. A few minutes later, Kristian came walking out to meet them, the school credit card and girl’s addresses written down in his pocket.
“Here you go,” he discreetly passed the contraband. “They won’t miss it until Monday, so as long as Ryan can get it planted Monday morning, everything should work out perfectly.”
With that, Charlie and Ryan skated home as usual. She was excited both that her week of detentions was finally over and that she would be getting revenge on the girls who had caused it all. It never pays to tattle.
Charlie gave the credit card to Ryan on their way to school that Monday. Her work was done. She’d ordered a ton of random toys and other crap that was to supposed to be delivered to both their houses in the coming week. Now it was up to Ryan to wrap it up.
As soon as Kristian’s mother realized her school credit card was missing that morning, it took nearly half the day to figure out what happened. Naturally, she was able to dispute the charges with the credit card company. But none of that could point back to the first grade rats, yet.
Kristian, however, was able to pop by his mother’s desk later that morning with a conveniently timed stomach ache. He arrived just in time to be a witness for his own crime.
“Sorry, honey,” his mother said. “I’m on hold with the credit card company. Someone stole my school credit card and charged over $1,000 on it.”
“Oh!” his surprise was genuine. He had no idea Charlie would charge so much on the card.
“I… um,” he began his lie convincingly.
“Yes, dear?”
“I saw two girls playing around your desk on Friday when you were busy,” he began. “I didn’t really think about it then, but they looked kind of suspicious.”
“Do you know who they are?” She asked, quite alarmed by the revelation.
“Not really,” he lied. “I’ve seen them before but I don’t know. They’re younger, maybe in first or second grade?”
She had no reason to doubt her son. After hearing that the culprits could actually be students, she began investigating on her own and got on the phone with one of the online companies that the charges had come from. After a half an hour of back and forth over the fraudulent charges, she came up with two local addresses. Sure enough, they were the addresses of two little first graders.
It was shocking that two kids so young could pull something like this off, but there was no doubt they were the culprits. It was afternoon before the two girls were called down to the office. The Principal, school janitor, and even two policemen were present as the two girls were punished.
“They’re still in there!” Kristian said at the end of the day when Charlie and Ryan met with him next to the office. “You didn’t have to go so crazy, though. A thousand dollars is a lot. They even brought the police.”
“Because of those stupid girls, I had to suck cock for a week!” Charlie fumed. “I want them to pay!” She was pleased with herself for orchestrating such a flawless plan. Everything had worked out perfectly. She imagined the little tattle tales with cum streaming across their faces. Just then, they heard the door to the principal’s office open. The two policemen left, looking quite satisfied with themselves. The janitor followed.
Next, two naked little girls walked out slowly. They clearly had a rough afternoon. It wasn’t their messed up hair, tears streaming down their faces, or the cum all over their bodies that caught Charlie’s attention, though.
“Those are the wrong girls!” Charlie informed, she felt a mixture of anger and guild from the realization that two innocent girl’s were framed instead.
“Yeah, they are,” Kristian said. “That’s the one with the dark hair that reacted when you said fuck!”
“No its not,” she insisted. Frustrated, she turned her head and all three of them spotted two other first graders—the ones they’d intended to frame walking happily out of school.
“Shit!” Kristian cussed.
“You moron!” Charlie insulted. “How could you screw this up so bad? I aught to tell on you for stealing it now.
“You’re not going to are you?” Kristan looked worried for a moment.
“No, of course not,” Charlie replied. “I’m not a rat. Besides, I’d be telling on myself, too.”
“What do we do now?” Ryan asked.
“I don’t know,” Charlie admitted. “But I won’t let those girls get away with this!” The kids went home that day, trying to make the best of the situation. Charlie felt guilty for framing the wrong girls. But to her, that only gave her more reason to get back at the girls who had actually told on her to begin with.”