It was Veronica the head cheerleader! She kept smiling down at the tiny girl, shaking the shoe lightly so that she fell out and into the open palm of her hand. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Katie! How have you been all these years hmm?" She asked, dropping the shoe she had once held to the ground. "Oh thank you Veronica! I'm so glad to see you, I really need your help!" She whimpered looking up at the giant women.
"Oh you need my help? That's funny because when I needed your help two years ago with bullying where were you hmm? Oh that's right! You were fucking sucking up to the bitches to make my life miserable so they wouldn't do it to you!" She growled lightly squeezing her. Katie yelped squirming in her grasp, "Please I'm sorry! Don't do anything brash!" She cried. Veronica only laughed as she began rummaging through her gym bag again.
"Oh I wouldn't call it brash, I'd merely call it...a little bit of revenge. For my cheer practice you're going to be..."
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