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The Second Place Sister

... investigate that claim. Would you agree, Sir?” “That's correct, and I'm sorry, John, Tori, but they do have the right of it. Since the report is on school property, and the lockers are also school property, the administration doesn't require your consent for a search. They've extended it, I think, out of respect for Tori's well-known record as an upstanding student.” “Thanks,” John grumbled. “Shall we go?” Mr. Patterson asked. The men nodded. Her father held her hand, and the small group made their way through the halls to the junior lockers. Tori was just glad that classes were still in session, so no one would see how embarrassing this was. At the same time, the embarrassment had started her confused pussy leaking, and she hoped that no one could hear the squishing sounds it was making as they walked. They stopped in front of her locker, and she put the combination in with the dial. The door clanked open. The officer, with rubber gloves on, began to remover her books, papers, folders. She always kept things neat. Once everything was out and placed on the ground, the locker was empty. No drugs. But then he reached back inside. There was a loose panel in the back, and the tip of what looked like a plastic baggie poked out from the corner. The officer pried the panel back further. There, clear as day, was a small baggie filled with several items that Tori had never seen before. Her father, the principal, and the officer all looked at her in shocked disbelief. She didn't know ...

... what to say. She didn't know what the baggie was. She looked pleadingly at all of them, tears welling up in her eyes. “That isn't mine,” She cried, “Someone must have put that in there! It's not mine!” Becoming hysterical, she began to cry. Her father put his arm around her. “Perhaps we should return to my office.” Mr. Patterson said. In a blur, Tori let herself be led back to the office. Once inside her father sat her in a chair. “This is ridiculous,” he shouted at Mr. Patterson, “My daughter isn't some drug fiend! Someone put that shit in there, and is trying to get her in trouble.” “I'm sure you're right,” Mr. Patterson said, “but this is very serious. Now, the officer will need to send the drugs to the lab for testing. He'll make sure they check for any fingerprints on the bag, and any items inside. We will, however, need Tori to submit to a drug screen. I'm sure she'll have nothing to worry about.” “Tori doesn't have to do anything,” her father yelled, “This freak show is ending right here,” Tori continued crying. How could this happen to her? Mr, Patterson interjected, “I'm sorry, but this is a legal matter now. Tori will have to take a drug screen.” “Like hell she will,” her father continued, “Stu, tell them that Tori doesn't have to do a damn thing!” Stu looked uncomfortable, but had to admit, “They're right John, I'm sorry. The school has full discretion in the matter, since the incident is taking place on public property. They're within their rights to request a drug ...