$ugga Momma (Old Version)

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Sophie Davidson watched her toes spread apart as she stretched her whole body. She couldn't believe what Brooke had done to her room. The books were organized on her shelf. The floors were mopped and waxed appropriately, that girl had dusted parts of the room that Mrs. Davidson didn't even know needed dusting.
It was absolutely outstanding what she had accomplished.

It was just so refreshing to have everything go so perfect. She managed to make her husband leave her alone, Brooke's dad not be in the way and get a clean work environment. It would all be better the longer her plan went on. They would soon be in her bed. Naked and alone. Brooke would be her's and want to serve her every need. She just didn't know it yet. Of course Mrs. Davidson didn't blame the poor girl for not knowing more. She was innocent and pure which just made the chase a little more fun. She could train her the way she likes and give her all the money she needs.

Until her husband gets back.

She would deal with him later.

Closing her eyes and leaning back in her swirly chair she took a deep breath enjoying the pure summer air that snuck through her cracked windows. She was quickly interrupted however by a loud mans pitchy voice.

"Sophie! Looks like you are working hard."Principal Stevenson laughed fiddling with the papers in his hands."I don't come in here often, but you have really fixed this place up."

Rolling her eyes and putting her feet down the blonde woman waved him over to the seat in front of her. Freezing she eyed down the girl that stood behind him. It was Brooke's friend from the hallway. What was she doing here?

"Lea here was wondering if she could come join you in the study hall Like Brooke. I thought it was a wonderful idea, I think you are just wonderful with helping young adults with their futures."

Not taking her eyes away from Lea, Mrs. Davidson took the papers from her boss. "I don't have time."

"But remember how you helped Lily."

Averting her eyes to the balding man, the blonde raised her eyebrows trying to keep her cool. "How about I have a talk with-" she paused."Miss. Lea."

"Alright!" Patting his knees, the man got up unsuspectingly, "have a good day ladies!"

Waiting for the door to close Lea clasped her hands behind her back and smiled at the older woman. She refused to be afraid even if she did look extremely...extremely angry. "Good afternoon Mrs. Davidson." She chimed mockingly.

"How are you doing kid?" Liking the way the girl held herself Sophie leaned back in her chair once again and clicked her pen repeatedly with a smile.

"I'll be great when I can be in your class."

"It's not a class." Biting her tongue in thought, the blonde sprung out of her seat surprising the long-haired girl. "Why would you want that?"

"Brooke told me you would help her with college recommendations. She has just raved about how sweet you are."

Squinting her eyes, the blonde closed the windows blinds. The last thing she wanted was to worry about someone else getting in the way, but at the same time it was a good idea to get all the corners blocked before they could cause problems later. "I picked Brooke because her grades are outstanding and She works very hard to be perfect." Turning her head she gave a pretend sad face, "I'm afraid you just aren't perfect."

Honestly, Lea wasn't ready for how this woman displays herself. Not in a million years would she imagine someone so beautiful being so mean?

"I'm not sure if I would like a druggie to be one of my helpers anyways."

Widening her eyes, She tried to find words to fall out of her mouth. Any at all, but for some reason she was unable.

"As a trusted advisor of this school, I care deeply for Brooke's education.." Mrs Davidson continued. "And I'm not quite sure I would want a stoner to be able to influence a mind such as hers. Your mom sells out of your house Lea. You can't pretend the facts don't exist."She walked forward twirling the pen in her fingers.

Backing up until she hit a chair Lea looked down. "I don't do that anymore."

"What if there is a random locker check Lea?" Mrs. Davidson sighed and placed her hand over her own heart. "What if they find something hidden in your books?"

"I-"

"Look, I understand you want to help your little crush."

"That's not it!" Pulling her sweater down Lea nervously picked her nails, "I'm her friend."

"Don't lie to me." Mrs. Davidson clenched her jaw and walked closer so that she could look down on her. "I watched you the day Brooke Came to school. You liked her, so you convinced your other little friend to have sympathy with the girl who sat alone. Don't look me in the eyes and lie to me. We both know I'm not an idiot."

"I'm not either." She whispered with shaky breathes, "I don't know what you are planning with her, but she doesn't deserve it. She doesn't know what you are doing."

"Little girl you better hush before they find a little more than weed in your locker." Grabbing her arm, she handed over $300 dollars. "Take the money and drop it."

"I'm not taking your fucking money." Lea yelled breaking away and backing up. "I'm going to tell Brooke about who you really are. AND the police!"

Rolling her eyes Mrs. Davidson slowly walked over to the door where the scared girl tried to get out. Resting her arm above her, the blonde pushed it shut and locked it. "If I so much as see you think about doing any of that. I will have your mom locked up for drug abuse, and I will take you out to the weight lifting room where you will find yourself crushed under weights. A freak accident caused only by you."

Shrinking down Lea searched the emptiness in the woman's eyes.

"It's a good thing I would be there to comfort Brooke after a loss of a dear friend." Mrs. Davidson growled. She didn't have time to play around with some kid who wanted to play a long game of who had the biggest balls. She knew what she wanted, and she simply did not have time. "Take the money and think about our talk here."

Holding back tears Lea nodded shoving the money in her pockets.

Opening the door, she tapped her foot on the ground, "Now get out." Slamming the door behind her Mrs. Davidson laughed loudly and threw her pen at the ceiling making pieces of white float to the ground. What was it about fear that made her feel so powerful?

Skipping to her desk, she threw the crisp papers into the trash can and grabbed her phone. Quickly going to her security app, she found the footage of her and Brooke in the backyard laying with each other. She was so beautiful even with grass in her hair and dirt on her hands. All she could imagine was them in her bed tied together.

Undoing her belt, she glanced at the unlocked door but decided she didn't even care. Mrs. Davidson held her phone up and stared at the girls face while maneuvering her hand in her pants.