[14] Tyler, You Son of a Bitch

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Due to their usual classroom being taped off, the SLTs were moved to a different room for todays class. Mickey sat with Ca$h and everyone else settled down around them. Amerie was sure that it was Harper that made the call and wrote their names on the map, but Mickey wasn't so sure about that.

After her panic attack after Amerie's party, Ca$h walked her home. They climbed in through her window and he offered to stay the night with her, but she sent him home. She lay in her bed, struggling to fall asleep as her mind filled with thoughts of that night. She was drunk, vulnerable. And she didn't even know how she ended up in Chook's place, but she did. They saw how drunk she was, slipped something into her drink. Ca$h tried to get them to stop, to leave her alone. But Chook swung at him and put him in his place. Mickey didn't remember much from that night anymore. Although she could visibly remember standing on the roof and Ca$h pulling her out of the pool.

Woodsy was standing in front of the class, looking at all of them in turn with her hands clasped behind her back. She was taking over the lesson from Jojo due to her putting in her resignation.

"There's a new sheriff in town," Woodsy said trailing off as she paced back and forth in front of them. The students erupted in confused whispers and some even looked towards the door, expecting someone to walk in any second. Mickey lay her head on Ca$h's shoulder as she groaned. "It's me, I'm the sheriff."

Woodsy's idea of a first lesson didn't sit right with anyone but her. She put a photograph of a yeast infection up on the board and everyone exclaimed their disgust. First she showed a photo of a yeast infection on female genitalia, then male genitalia. Mickey gagged and dropped her head down to the desk, wishing that she had never seen that image.

"A disease that understands equity and inclusion better than some of you," Woodsy said.

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Amerie and Jojo's names on the map had triggered a chain of events. For one, the investigation that had been officially concluded and ultimately resulted in Miss Obah handing in her resignation. The SLTs weren't okay with that. In fact, Amerie had organized a protest with Sasha's help and it was going down any second now. Mickey was sitting in maths class, staring at the clock. She turned around to face Amerie and she gave her a nod. They stood up, gathered their shit and walked right out of the classroom.

"Girls? Hello?" the teacher called after them, but they didn't budge. Missy, Amerie and Mickey all walked down the hall, soon enough joined by the other SLTs. Ca$h was walking
behind Mickey and Quinni and Darren followed Amerie. The students all held posters and signs, some even held other accessories such as inflatable penises. Mickey laughed as one of them bumped against her head. As they approached the admin block, the students all hid behind the wall in the stairwell as Darren kept walking. They walked into the office and did their magic. As soon as they sent Amerie the signal, the students all filed out of the stairwell. Mickey went straight for the doors with Ca$h. They locked them, watching Woodsy shouting at them to stop through the window.

They have officially commandeered the admin block. The protest had begun. Students stood at the window, holding up their posters and signs as well as chanting the word 'sluts' over and over again. Am went into the office and turned on the intercom, voicing exactly what their demands were. Spider pulled his pants down and mooned Woodsy and Maureen, pressing his cheeks right against the glass. Mickey could see Ant standing at the window, the word 'Sluts' written on his chest. Spider pulled his pants up and stood beside him, pretending to lick his nipple as Woodsy watched. Mickey shook her head, going into the office to accompany Amerie. She sat on the desk and watched as the students continued chanting. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Darren wrestling with one of the inflatable penises and she assumed Woodsy was holding right onto the tip of it.

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