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Warning: Mild Attempted rape implications.
Eric
Somewhere else...

The boys gathered outside the back side door where Eric usually exited from, one of the freshman greenies had done a little stalking to find out the route he took everyday. Next to the door was a heavy dumpster that Joseph made two of the jocks move enough in front of the door so no one could move it.

"So Joe, What are you going to do to him?" Alpha asked, his arm slung around the terrified second year's shoulders. 

"I-I was just going to rough him up to warn him not to mess with us every again."

Alpha frowned, "Aww, you're just gonna beat him up? What's the fun in beating up a teacher unless he squeals. If you want to humiliate him, this is what you should do..."

Eric's Classroom...

The bell rang, Eric's class sighing in unison as they hurried to the room. Of course, a minute before, Eric had chewed the whole class out about getting up before the bell rang. Now it was his turn to sigh, sitting down at his desk, he had a quick talk with Nicole Brene, that girl had a good head on her shoulders when it came to math, and waiting for all the scared shitless students to come to him. Sure, Eric was never lenient on his grading, but if they actually got up and asked him for help, he would give it too them. The brats just needed some bloody courage already! So while he waited, Eric switched between papers, gathering problems he could use for the math test that was coming up.

2+4 cos 3/2x... The Professor looked down at his watch and realized that counseling hours were over. Looking to see if anyone was around, he slipped his feet onto his desk. Memories of lunch time swirled around in his head. The harsh remarks that that cowardly homewrecker had made and the new found perverseness of the Academy's counselor. If he and Jem didn't break any of the rules, which they only broke a few, then he might have gone to the Board... well, actually probably not.

After a few more minutes, Eric sat up, his some of his papers falling onto the ground. He groaned before squatting down to pick them up. Besides those papers, he also needed to bring some home. There was a meeting in the morning that he needed the papers he had prepared for it, plus the recent quizzes he needed to grade for. Slipping everything into his briefcase, he left his classroom, locking the door and checking the handle a few times before walking away. Eric once or twice had had to deal with some students breaking in for the answer key to one of his tests. All he had to do was punish the perpetrators and make a new test, but that took way too much of his personal time.

With no chatter to from the cafeteria like a lunchtime, the hallways had an eerie silence that was only disturbed by the periodic interruptions of his footsteps. He hadn't planned anything with Jem today, which meant he would probably either spend the rest of his night grading, or clean out his fridge and straighten up his kitchen for the hundredth time, anything to keep him busy. 

He reached the one of the farthest hallways where he usually used the back side door to leave the school. This was a better alternative from going through the front door since his car was always parked at the back of the Professors' section of the parking lot. But Eric was surprised to find that the door wouldn't open. The back door wasn't designed to have any windows, so even though the handle would move back and forth fairly easily, it seemed as though something was pressed up against it on the other side.

Puzzled and slightly annoyed, Eric walked around the school to find a dumpster that was usually a good four feet away from the door to be pushed in front of it. Of all the ludicrous and idiotic things those hooligans could do, what was the use in doing-

Someone kicked him in the back from behind, forcing his stomach against the edge of the dumpster and knocking the wind out of him. His briefcase went sliding to the right and before he could react, someone grabbed his arm and swung him around to face them. The force uncomfortably knocked the back of his head against the dumpster, the sound of the collision making his ears ring. There stood six students. Some of whom looked to be rather muscular and probably bench athletes from the football department while the rest just looked like the normal troublemakers, though they all looked like they could pack a mean punch. In the midst of them stood Joseph Lionade. The student he had so curtly punished, humiliating him so that he would realize the error in his ways.

With an amused grin on his face, the second year walked up and squatted in front of Eric so that he and the professor could see eye to eye, "Look at that! Our Proud Professor Walker can't even catch his breath!" All the boys around him chuckled, "You see Professor, ever since the start of the school year, you've really gotten under my skin, so I thought I'd make you feel the same~ Oh, don't worry, we won't rough you up too bad. Well, if you cooperate anyway." 

Eric was still in shock from the wind getting kicked out of him and the suddenness of it all. Eric hadn't gotten into a fight like this since his last years of middle school, and even then Jem mostly took the lead. His face had grown pale from the pain and only when Joseph starting talking did he really realize the situation. The gears in his head finally started shifting and with a pissed off expression, he spit in Joseph's face. Cussing out his teacher, he wiped at his face and motioned to him. Eric tried to get unsteadily to his feet, a hand on his stomach, only for one of the Jocks to throw an arm over his neck and pull him to the ground, closelining him. Eric let out a strangled gasp.

The boys moved quickly to restrain him, one of the boy moving to his head, pulling his hands up, while two of the others pinned down each of his legs. Traumatic reflexes made him struggle for all he was worth, his whole body shaking. Joseph watched from a ways away with an amused chuckle while the last two boys started walking over. Goofy grins on their faces and... the fuck?! They looked... happy to see him. Sick, sadistic bastards! He struggled even harder and the boy holding his arms clocked him over the head, though not too hard.

Stars flew around his eyes as one of the boys started loosening his tie and the other went for his belt. All of the traumatic memories came flooding back to him, his body involuntarily starting to sweat and uncontrollably shuddering. His memories were pushing him out of reality and remembering his stepmother's lustful smiling face. Joseph smirked, thinking that Eric had given up.

This was what Alpha had told him to do, even though they didn't know about Eric's past.

No way Sarah was going to wake from some kind of bang, the girl needed her beauty sleep. A few minutes after the two girls had left, she slipped out of bed. In only a tight tank top and short shorts, she didn't exactly look like she was staying at a mental facility, oh whoops, "home." Instead of doing things out of line with her behavior, she would do tiny things like this in order to show off her defiance.

Knowing she would probably have to wait for the shower, Sarah slipped a makeup box out of her dresser and started putting on her face wash, just using a water bottle to actually wash it off. Sarah looked back over at the new girl's bed and smiled, remembering how silly she looked with how elegantly she had fallen asleep. Poor Madeline~ The girl seemed  so troubled about it, but she didn't want to get in trouble with Ms. Cambridge. That old bag could get quite snappy if she didn't get her way.

Neither the new girl nor Sarah must have noticed each other when she dropped off her clothing, all she heard was the door close behind her before she could turn around. An amused laugh slipped out of her throat as she thought of how even more troubled little Maddy would be.

Now Sarah was the kind of girl that took showers in record time. Literally only three to five minutes in the ol' thing. It was a fact that she was extravagantly proud of and no one could stop her. Well, it was mostly because of how cold the water could be after so many people using it and that Sarah liked to sleep in, but anyway...

Sarah slipped into her clothes, dropping the dirty ones into a hamper in the laundry room next door and finished brushing her hair. She swept everything but the bangs into a side ponytail and put on her 'innocent' look clothing. A purple undershirt and red cardigan, with blue capris. Sarah skipped down the stairs and looked to see that Erik, the prick had decided to put his feet up on what she could only assume would be the new girls chair. She saw said new girl looking whether to sit down or not. 

As she passed her, she called to the other two, "'Morning Erik, exquisite as always. Maddy, you're always the cutest little button here, we shouldn't spend our time having spats, right?" She moved in front of the new girl and smiled, "Hi! I'm Sarah, I've been here the longest so let me know if you need anything~"

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