“I really need you to open your fucking ears and take in what I’m about to say. Do you think you can do that Betty?” He says as he leans across the desk towards her. She slowly nods her head, as the remainder of the class quietly giggle to themselves. “Are you all finding this funny?” he asks loudly, the giggling stops and he storms to the front of the class room. “Let’s see how funny you think this is, by the end of tomorrow, I want a ten page essay on the rigors of cheating, what the benefits and negatives are, and an in-depth discussion on one or several lies you have told over the last three years. Failure to complete this assignment will see you fail this class.”
“You can’t be serious?” a voice yells out from within the students.
“I’m serious Mister Wilkinson, deadly serious, if you all think that this is all about joking, all about relaxing, well then, I have news for you, this is about learning, not what you want to learn, but what I want you to learn. Now, I suggest you all get started, and Mrs Tyson, I’ll see you outside,” he says as he marches towards the door, she quickly scrambles out of her seat and rushes out the door, he follows her once she is out, slamming the door behind him.
“What in the hell do you think you’re playing at?” He growls.
“Don’t you fucking do that to me ever again, do you hear?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about sir, honestly.”
“Don’t stand there and lie to me like that, do you take me for a fool, we had a deal, an arrangement that was mutually benefiting, or so I thought, if I realised all you were after was wiggle room, I would never of put myself in such a position.”
“I still have no idea what you’re going on about, what deal?”
“The deal, you’re the one aren’t you, you and that piece of slime you call a boyfriend, you’re the ones who sent me the video, don’t play stupid, I know it was you.”
“I think, whatever’s going on, you’re barking up the wrong tree, I d…”
“Don’t fucking lie!” he yells as he shoves her against the wall. “I know it’s you Vanessa, I recognise your voice off the video.” He watches as the blood drains from her face and he smiles. “I fucking knew it, I fucking knew it was your voice, you and that rat bastard Bender.”
“Fuck you, you want the whole school to see what you do when you’re not standing in front of a class room of students? Do you want the principal to see you and his wife?” He takes a step back, and she smiles this time. “All hot air are we sir? Why don’t you remember who has control of the strings, before you find yourself out on the street, sir,” she says with a wry smile.
“You don’t understand, you couldn’t, you can’t kee…”
“I’ll keep doing whatever I want, and next time you try to bite back doggie, I’ll punish you,” she says as she spins around, opening the door and marching back into the class room.
You can read the original 50 Word Story here, I’d be interested in what you think of the full story that came from the short.