Xtreme Justice

CHAPTER 1: Dreamer

The girl with the brown cowboy hat copies the information from the chalkboard to her notebook. In history class, Bella is learning about World War II. The Caucasian southern belle pushes up her glasses as she looks back up. The blonde girl next to her giggles. Bella glances out the corner of her eye.

The beautiful busty blonde girl slides her a note that reads:

BITCHY WHORE!

From Bella Addison

The blondie's hand shoots up. "Teacher! Bella just gave me this disgusting note."

Bella jumps up, but then quickly sits down upon seeing all eyes on her.

She proudly hands the teacher the note. "Now what do we have here, Abigail?" The teacher asks as she opens it. "Bella Addison!" She scowls, disgusted with her. "This is deplorable. What makes you think this is okay!?"

Bella's eyes remain fixated on the aluminum floor. She crosses her arms and shrugs. Before the teacher can say anything, The petite girl with brown pigtails stands up. The whole class laughs as she walks towards the door.

Abigail Brooklyn is a beloved slut. She puts on a smile and acts kind, thus everyone falls for her.

Bella slams the classroom door. She is not going to the principal's office for something she did not do. There are still thirty minutes left of class. Bella knows just where to go.

The bathrooms in the main hallway are locked to prevent students from skipping class. The students need a key from the teachers. The locker rooms in the gymnasium should be unlocked.

Bella Addison heads that way. The eighteen-year-old could use a steaming hot shower. She rarely takes one at school since it always devolves into a lesbian orgy. She guesses that's what happens when you put a bunch of horny naked women in one room.

Bella reaches the gymnasium, but the lights are on when no one is supposed to be in the building. The eighteen-year-old petite southern country girl slowly opens the big door. She sees no one on the basketball court.

"Aw fuck!" A female voice moans from the female locker room.

Bella creeps towards the locker room. The busty dark-skinned eighteen-year-old cheerleader, Becky Brick sits on the floor. White powder residue is around her nostrils. Becky snorts then coughs.

Bella freezes in place. Should she snitch on her to the principal? That would get her expelled from school. Oh, who is she kidding? It is her word against Becky's.

The drugged out cheerleader makes eye contact with her. "Hey, Abby."

Bella freezes. She slowly looks over her shoulder, but no one is there. She looks back at the girl in her ripped blue jeans and brown long sleeve crop top that is very revealing of her breasts.

"Uh, are you alright?" Bella meekly asks.

"Yeah." She chuckles, looking high as a kite.

"Have you been snorting cocaine?"

"Want some?" She gleefully smiles.

Bella groans trying to think of what to say. Becky and Abigail always initiate the orgy like the sluts they are. Drugs are highly illegal and extremely dangerous. Her entire life revolves around programming. She has no friends. She needs to live a little. Her life is mundane and boring. Maybe she can use this opportunity to get revenge on Abigail.

Bella sits down next to Becky. The dark-skinned busty cheerleader pulls off her shirt.

"Let me show you something fun, Becky." Bella says into her ear.