And one startled response in a softer voice, “Oh my god, they really are lesbians. Everyone is going to want them now.”

Sonja stopped for that one and smiled to the skinny teenager who gave her a beaming smile back. Around him, others glared down, but Sonja moved on quickly, ignoring the silence. At the door, she held it open for Meris, who remained bright red, and closed it behind her with a smile to the silent crowds outside.

Inside, the pressure was higher. Students gathered in tiny cliques along the hall, many of them with punch in their hands. Sonja had a nagging feeling that more than a few were spiked with something stronger than what was provided. Like outside, silence pooled behind them as they made their way to the gym and found something to drink.

Meris calmed down after a few drinks, the flush in her cheeks not as bright. One of the student played on top with their garage band, alternating between hard and soft rock, depending which teacher patrolled the room.

Betty and her pack weren't in the gym and both of them finally relaxed after a few more songs and drinks. Sonja grinned as one of her favorites melodies started to come through the speakers. She turned to her lover. “Want to dance?”

Meris blushed and nodded, letting herself be drawn out to the dance floor. The thin crowd parted around them, but as soon as they started to dance, it tightened back up as public opinion dissolved under the need to get next to each other. Sonja drew her lover around, pressing her body close as they swirled in time with the music, their eyes locked into each other.

Pulse of the music drove their bodies as they swung into the second dance and let the rapid beat fill them. Sonja almost moaned as she threw herself around the floor, feeling Meris' body slipping against her own. Each chord felt hot against her skin, but she only had eyes for Meris. Around her, she could feel the others dancing, each one lost in their own little world.

The song ended, but faded quickly into a slow song. Meris started to leave the floor, but Sonja pulled her close and smiled. Meris gasped, resisting for just a moment, then melting into Sonja's arms. Together, they swirled around the dance floor, body to body, breath to breath. For a moment, Sonja felt so much love for Meris, she would do anything.

As the dance ended, they paused, their lips seeking each other for a long kiss.

“Well, if it isn't the fucking sluts on the floor.”

Betty's sardonic voice cut through the music, the conversations, and even the buzz of the lights above. Sonja fought against her kiss being interrupted, but Meris broke with a look of fear in her eyes. Sonja took a deep breath and turned to face Betty, her arm slipping around Meris' waist.

Putting on her best smile, she greeted Betty. “Hello, Betty, how are you?”

Behind Betty was Ming, Theodora, and Marisha, along with the four large men behind them. Sonja could almost picture the little collars around the men, the four women being obviously the dominates of the relationship.

“I was”, Betty spit out the word, “doing fine until I found a bunch of cunts on the floor.”

The dance floor scattered slowly, a tactical withdrawal by the non-participants. Sonja saw Ms. Dawson glare at her and step out of the gym, away from the problem. Surprise, Sonja filed that away mentally to turn back to Betty.

The blonde wore a stunning red dress that clung to her curves, the cleavage half-exposed in a draped cut that gave the impressive of falling open with every breath. Two pairs of earrings glittered on her ears, matching the large necklace that nestled into her cleavage.

Betty's lips tightened before she snorted. “Checking me over? For when your little bitch leaves you?”

Sonja snapped back without thinking, “I wouldn't even dare and try for Marisha's bitch!”

That stunned Betty, but only for an instance.

Next to her, a slow smile curled Marisha's lips as she looked over Meris and Sonja, obviously thinking.

Betty glanced at her and scoffed. “What the hell do you mean?”

“Well, Marisha is just as much a lesbian as I,” Sonja barely paused as she realized that she might be closer to the truth than she realized. She fought it and let her voice drip with poison, “but I haven't been nearly a good friends as you and she have been. I mean all those years-”

Betty stepped forward, hands balling into fists as she snapped back, “I am not a fucking lesbian! I've had more boyfriends that you ever dreamed of!”

Sonja felt an advantage and pressed it, her hand tightening around Meris as her voice rose up in response, “Of course you haven't. I mean, I bet you've been looking for something no man,” she felt the spite dripping off that word, “could ever fulfill. I mean... who are your real friends? A bunch of girls!”

Betty stormed forward, shaking her head, “Oh, you fucking bitch, I'm going to tear out your throat.”

Feeling threatened, Sonja slipped her hand out.

Meris whimpered softly, stepping behind Sonja as she prepared to defend herself.

Betty's hand snapped out, then slapped forward. The sound of it hitting her cheek was loud, painfully loud. The crack filled the room in the silence of their fight.

Sonja's hand pressed against the stinging pain as she glared at Betty in shock.

The blonde, on the other hand, wasn't done. One heeled foot spun around and caught Sonja in the ankle.

Pain exploded from the impact and Sonja dropped to one knee, the leg no longer able hold her weight. The sound of Sonja's dress tearing burned in her ears.

Betty lashed out again with her foot, but Sonja managed to catch it with one hand. With a scream, she twisted it hard.

Betty's anger turned to shock as she was thrown to the ground, her body impacting the hard gym floor with a crunch.

Sonja staggered to her feet, backing up. Her eyes scanned the crowds.

Marisha watched with a smile while Ming and Theodora had stepped back. Their man-slaves were spreading out the edges of the fight.

Her attention distracted, Sonja barely managed to twist out of place as Betty's slash caught her in the side. Her dress tore even louder, fluttering to the ground and leaving her hips naked to the others. Rage spiking, she grabbed Betty's dress and yanked hard on it; it tore just as easily as hers, leaving her breasts bouncing in the air.

Both of their screams filled the room as they threw themselves at each other, tearing and clawing. Sonja felt her cheek bleeding, but Betty had her own share of cuts when they broke again.

Panting, they backed away from each other. Then Betty's eyes rose past Sonja and then back to Sonja with a triumphant grin. “Better check your slut.”

Sonja spun around to see the four boyfriends pinning Meris to the ground. The pale girl's scream ripped out through the room, but no one was willing to save her. Sonja felt Betty move and grunted as the teenager impacted her side. Her dress gave up the ghost, fluttering to the ground, her body almost completely naked.

Betty twisted around her, trying to pin her. Sonja felt a cold surge burst through her as her dreams, her terrible dreams, washed over her senses. With a snap, she grabbed Betty's wrist and twisted hard.

Betty's snarl turned to a shriek as Sonja twisted even harder, forcing Betty off her.

Seeing Meris in trouble left all senses behind and Sonja threw everything into hurting the bitch that hurt her lover. She held tightly to the wrist and kept twisting, forcing it behind Betty. With a hard kick against the back of the blond's knee, she forced Betty to the ground, face first. Betty's screamed grew louder, her body thrashing, but Sonja wasn't done. With a twist that almost broke the bone, she forced the blond teenager's wrist into the belt of her dress. The angle looked painful as Sonja slammed her body hard on the base of Betty's spine, then grabbed one leg. Grunting loudly, she twisted it up. Her other hand tore off her own belt to wrap it around the ankle and pull it down, stretching it hard until Betty's sounds turned into real screams of pain.

She was reaching to pull Betty's other leg up when hard and strong hands grabbed her. Sonja lashed out as she was picked up off the ground, her dress left behind from one end caught underneath Betty's thrashing body. The blond was almost in a hog-tie, one arm painfully rammed into the belt by her spine and one leg pulled up and wrapped around the captured elbow.

Sonja only had a second to wonder how she could tie anyone up so quickly when a hard voice bellowed in her ear.

“Miss Bremus!” The sound of the principal yelling at her broke the rage.

She blinked and gasped, twisting in the group to look for her lover. “Meris!”

“Miss Bremus!” This time, he was standing in front of her, his dark eyes burning with rage.

Sonja tried to peer around him, trying to find her lover.

The principal refused to move and she was forced to look up at him, rage burning in her eyes but no longer controlling her.

“It is obvious to say that you are suspended until further notice, Miss Bremus.”

“That bitch started it!”

“And!” He bellowed, “You will not swear in front of me. I will handle Miss Goldstone in my own time, but you are indecent and the one on top. You have two minutes to get dressed while I inform your mother.”

Any attempt to resist was interrupted as two of the adult teachers dragged her to the lockers. At the entrance of the woman's locker room, she finally stopped resisting and stormed inside. She dressed quickly in her gym clothes, yanking each piece on and ignoring the pain from her brawl. She stormed out to find two female teachers ready to escort her to her car.

“Where is Meris?”

“Her father will pick her up.” It was a curt reply that welcomed no response. They didn't leave her side until she got into the car and drove off. Sonja considered circling back for Meris but fought the urge. Instead, she pounded on the wheel of her car and drove home at speed far in excess of the speed limit. Thankfully, no cop pulled her over.

At home, her mother was waiting for her, the tense anger radiating.

“What the hell were you doing!?”

The conversation went downhill from there. By the time it was over, Sonja was suspended for three weeks and grounded from Meris and leaving the house for six. She wasn't even allowed to go to her job for three weeks.

Sonja didn't care, the only thing she worried about was Meris.