The Head Girl looked her up and down. “Not fair?”
“No. I didn’t do it.”
“How fascinating.” She walked over to the shelves that lined the Prefects’ Room, and pulled down a volume.
“The punishment book,” she observed, “from four years ago. Now, let me see… 20th September. My name. Six strokes of the cane. And… oh, look: your sister’s signature. When she was Head Girl, just as I am now.”
She closed the book, replaced it. and picked the cane off the table. “Not fair. Another girl hit me; I was trying to defend myself. But it didn’t save me. Your family obviously has very high standards.”
“And what does that have to do with me?”
“Oh, nothing at all. It’s entirely coincidental that I’m going to beat you. No element of score-settling whatsoever. Now bend over and touch your toes…”
Ooh, evil vindictive Head Girl – I want one.
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And then the Head Girl has an interesting talk with the Headmistress the next day?
Ooooh how mean! I bet she got punished as well, later that evening! 😉
Unfairness is so hot. So much better than a deserved punishment. Love it.
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