Trisha Paytas' Kidnapping

Meeting The Staff

9/10/19
The days went by and soon it became Saturday, she left her Barbie house and drove to the school. When she entered she was greeted by a balding man, creepily staring at her. He didn't blink or smile.
"Hello?" Trisha said awkwardly.
"Hello hello hello," The balding creep said, as a smirk arose on his face.

She uncomfortably walked past the baldie, rethinking her decisions of coming to the school. She heard whispering from the right of her saying, "She's just as thiccccc as I thought."
"I know, right?"
"We got ourselves a jackpot."

The whispers mumbled as she walked further away, regretting her life choices. She heard 4 footsteps walking behind her, going faster each step. Trisha Paytas quickly turned the corner, locking herself in the storage room. The four men ran past her, ready to attack but not finding anyone. She reached for her phone, to see it not there.

She checked her Apell Watch to find her phone moving on the map. Just then, her watch started ringing and Trisha smashed it against the wall, leaving no path of escape. She panicked and started searching through the storage room to find any devices. Trisha stumbled upon some files. She opened them and saw companies?
The Pede Association and The Peda Association.

Another page was all the members of the associations. Of course, they were all old men in the Pede and old women in the Peda association. She sighed, turning over pages. She saw a code written in the file. 08069, which looked really important. She couldn't go roaming around searching for something that needs a 6-number code.
Especially with the pedophiles wandering around the school. In the files she found a picture it said: Mr Roadwork, the leader.
Trisha studies the picture, it was the no haired freak from the door!!
"What the..." Trisha said quietly still staring at the photo but then she heard the footsteps again coming closer and closer.
"For frig sake why are there so many... How the heck am I gonna find the thing that needs this dumb code! Well, guess it's time for a bit of a pick me up!" Trisha said excitedly pulling out a zip lock bag with white powder in it.

"My favourite ICING SUGAR!!!" She whispered happily getting out a spatula to snort it off :) After finishing most of the 'icing sugar' she felt quite relaxed. Sighing as she laid on a box with the bag.