Mr.Sadist

Chpt 3- Poison Ivy

The first week of school goes by and i've completely forgotten about the kink account, he hasn't accepted my follow request at all. i still admire him in class and do my best not to day dream. i sit in my seat and scroll through my phone as i wait for the bell to ring. then, i get a notification. Mr.Sadist accepted your follow request. ho-ly shit. i jolt my head in his direction. he's sitting at his desk on his phone. i watch him stare at the screen before getting another notification, Mr.Sadist liked your photo. double holy shit. i tap the notification and open his account, i start scrolling through his page, it's filled with faceless tutorials on how to use certain toys, a bunch of safe ways to tie a person up, educational posts about the do's and dont's of kinky sex about everything from safe words to aftercare. there's even some little short scenarios he's written and posted. i'm telling you it's not what i expected, and each post has at least 1,000 likes. so popular but not to famous. just as the bell rings i get another notification. a text. from him.

Mr.Sadist- only 3 pictures and 0 followers? no way you're not a catfish.

ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod. i rush out of the classroom to meet salem. i shove my phone in their face to show them the account.
"oh my god.. that's not what i expected. but at least he's not some weird discord daddy who expects you to call him daddy when you first start texting lol. this is amazing look at all this stuff about being careful when you're talking kink accounts, and how to tell the difference between real doms and fake ones who don't give a shit about safe words. and oh my god this one about aftercare! wow this account is actually really good.."

i'm still looking at her with shock filled eyes
"what?" she asks handing me my phone back.

"he accepted my follow request and LIKED. one of my photos in CLASS." she stares at me with her mouth open

"wait what photos???"

"oh yeah i didn't tell u you that part" i show her my phone again to reveal the three pictures on my account

"holy shit evelyn?! well at least you used the one of that set i made you get, but holy fucking shit why?? why would you post these??"

"i wanted the account to seem legit.."

"oh my god. jesus christ. okay okay i'll look over that part to get back to the IN CLASS????"

"i got the notification that he followed me, and literally watched him double tap his phone before getting the notification that he liked my post."

"i..i have no words. dude really said, these kids boring, let me check my kink account. like bro you're at your job"

"i know, fucking wild man." as i'm looking at my phone i get a message request from an account i don't recognize. i open it and roll my eyes.

"what?" salem asks.

"annabelle literally made a new account after i fucking blocked her just to ask if i still had that white nike hoodie she left at my house once. so you know what we're gonna do?"

"fucking destroy it and leave it on her doorstep?" salem smiles

"exactly."

annabelle was our friend since the 6th grade, but last year when she joined cheer, it was all fine until she started ditching us to go be with her new friends, both of which did not like salem and i for some reason. we found out they had all been talking shit about us, and we eventually found out she was fucking my boyfriend andrew. she showed her true colors. and now it's just me and salem
we picked up a few supplies and first wrote "fake bitch" in big black letters before splattering paint all over it. then right before we put it on her door step we tossed it around in the mud. we threw it down in front of her door, i ran to the car and started it while salem rang the door bell, ran, hopped in my car, and we sped off.