Life of a Dominant F*tanari Week 4 Chapter 117/2: Assembly

I felt weird going down the hall. I felt in a much better mood, but I couldn't help but think about my interaction with Jake. I shook my head again as the hallways filled with students and reached my classroom while thinking that I needed to study. I felt like something was off, but I wasn't sure what.

I sat down at my desk when I realized I wasn't the first in the classroom. I heard them mumbling with each other, but I didn't pay attention to the boy and the girl talking at their desks. Instead, I sat on at own desk and pulled out all my books and things. I sighed, leaning back, and got to work. I lost track of everything around me as I caught up on the classes that I felt that I was getting behind on. I gave myself questions before answering them. I continued even as I heard more and more movement around me.

I didn't care even as I felt soft fingers on my arm, thinking someone accidentally touched me as they went to their seat. When the same soft fingers brushed my arm again, I looked up. I saw the Strawberry looking cute beside me as I did so. "Oh, hey, Sarah," I said with a light smile.

"Hey, M-" Sarah stopped herself quickly when she responded, and I couldn't help but smile more brightly as she corrected herself, "Angela, Did you have a good weekend?" Sarah asked, and I could see the blush on her face with embarrassment.

"Yes, I did," I replied, looking down for a moment before looking back at Sarah, "How was your weekend?" I asked.

"G-Great," Sarah stuttered, her face bright red, and I almost wanted to call her out on it. "Did you hear, though?" Sarah asked, her blush still bright on her face before turning more serious.

"Hear what?" I asked; my curiosity peaked even after I gave her a slight hint that I was studying just moments before.

"I heard there was an accident or something. Some of the ladies at church were talking about something happening Friday night or Saturday morning. I wasn't sure what, but I wasn't friends with the women that were talking about it. Plus, I have to admit that gossip at church isn't that reliable, so I don't pay much attention to it. However, it gives a general gist of things happening around town. Just not very reliable sources of information." Sarah finished.

I thought back to Friday night, and I remembered Elana. I opened my mouth to ask when another group of students came in, and I decided against it at that moment. "No," I replied a moment later, "I didn't hear anything, although if it is something important, I am sure the teachers will tell us."

Sarah nodded, "Yeah, I will see you at Volleyball practice. We all need to be ready for Thursday." Sarah seemed a little down as she said that but walked away before I could respond.

I wanted to sigh and look up at the ceiling. I hated gossip, and if whatever she heard about was important enough for me to need to care, then the teachers would say something, or it would be in the news. Even then, I lived almost in a shell where I did not worry about the world around me. It might not be the healthiest look at reality, but I couldn't care much unless it directly affected me, and not much did.

I shook my head which seemed to be a habit, and I knew that I needed to sleep more as I felt a little tired after dropping a load in Jake's sissy ass. I yawned a little as I thought about how sleepy I was before returning to my notes. I began studying as I heard more students enter the classroom, followed by more whispering from students around me.

I lost myself in my studies until the bell rang, and I looked up to not see a teacher. Then over the Sound system, we heard the Principals voice, "Morning, students," It began the tone somber, "Today, we will be holding an assembly in the gym. Please, make your way here and bring your things for your next class as this will assembly will take today's first period. Please be prompt and sorry for the delays to your studies."

I heard groans all around the room, and I was surprised. Assemblies were usually known beforehand, and I wondered if something really did happen. I almost chuckled to myself; obviously, something happened, or there wouldn't be an assembly. I wonder if I should be giving a shit?

I packed up my things and took my time when I noticed Sarah beside me, waiting for me. Her blush was light, but I could still see the reason that I called her Strawberry on her face.

"One minute," I told her as I packed up my things and didn't wait to see the nod I knew she should be doing at this moment.

"Yes," Sarah replied a moment later, realizing that I couldn't see her nod.

I finished gathering my things, got up, put on my backpack, and headed out with Sarah, the last two students from class. "Do you have any idea what it could be about?" Sarah asked, looking to make conversation.

"If you do not know, I most definitely wouldn't know. I don't really have any friends that would know either," I replied without much thought.

"Hey," Sarah half exclaimed, "I am your friend, right?"

As we walked down the halls, her question was one I didn't know how to answer. To me, Sarah was more of a lover instead of a friend. Or that was what I thought of her as since Crystal was my girlfriend and Tracy was my bitch. I couldn't help the shrug my shoulders and reply, "I think of you more as Strawberry than a friend, Sarah."

Sarah blushed but looked a little annoyed. Then Sarah looked happy, and her emotions flip-flopped as she couldn't decide how to feel about what I told her. I continued to walk with her matching her pace down the hall, when we finally reached the gym. The gym was full of chairs, with most of the school's students filling the chairs. There were even more students still filling in behind Sarah as we moved into the gym. It took me only a couple of seconds to move toward two empty chairs, and I sat down beside Sarah.

Sarah was still blushing, unsure how to feel, before looking at me with a pout. "Your unfair, Angela," Was what she finally decided to reply with as the last of the students who didn't decide to skip filed into the gym.

Soon the doors closed, and the whispering was audible as a middle-aged man in good shape walked up to the podium on a small stage someone pulled out for these types of events. This school did not have a drama program, so the school did not have a stage for these things. I thought that was a shame, but it wasn't something I was interested in anyway.

"Quiet down, everyone," The Principal said. Her salt and pepper black hair was short, and his muscles were seen through the suit that was a little too tight for his body. "Please be quiet," He said over the mic, and the speaker sounded over the student body. "Thank you," He finished as the students quieted down and no longer whispered.

"Perfect," He said before coughing once to clear his throat, "I am Principal Black, and if you are a Freshman, hopefully, this is your first time seeing me if you didn't attend the Freshmen Assembly before school began." He surveyed the students, and I sighed, waiting for the Principal to get to the point. "Well," He began, "I don't want to waste more of your time or the teachers. Something happened over the weekend that is the reason why I am speaking to you today." he sighed audibly for the microphone, and I leaned back in the chair cracking my back, making me frown.

"Over the weekend, some seniors tried drinking and partying." Principal Black seriously said, "Now, this is illegal, as you should all understand, and can hurt future possibilities if caught." He continued, "Although this in its own rights is something that needs to be spoken about. There is a more important matter that one of the Seniors decided that they could Drive home after drinking at the party." Principal Black's voice was somehow now even more serious, and his gaze surveyed the students in the assembly again. "While the student was driving home, someone reported a drunk driver, and unfortunately or fortunately, there were police just around the corner when the call came in, letting the police respond quickly." Principal Black paused, taking a deep breath. "The police believed the student panicked." The Principal continued and gasped around the gym as people began to suspect the reason for today's assembly.

"When the student panicked, they ran away from the police," Principal Black said, "As they fled from the police, they drove into a light pole several streets down from the police, driving at eighty miles per hour." Principal Black's voice was no longer serious; It was solemn. Everyone jumped to a conclusion about what had happened. The mood almost visibly darkened, and I felt slightly surprised as I heard Sarah gasp beside me, her hands now covering her mouth.

I was slightly shocked as I realized the reason for this assembly. "The student Survived the initial crash and was rushed to the nearest hospital and fought for their life." The Principal continued, his voice laced with grief, "But last night," He sighed, "Senior Student Stanley Ford passed away at the young age of eighteen."

I could hear more gasps around the gym and was shocked as I remembered Friday night. I felt my eyes widen as I realized the person who informed the police of the drunk driver was me that night. I felt shocked and awed, and I did not know how to feel at this moment. My mouth opened and closed as I couldn't think for a moment.

"I have talked to Counselor Amanda, Frank, and Tiffany. If you want to speak to them anytime, their doors will be open. Please, especially if you were friends with Stanley, please make use of their services." The Principal was solemn, and I heard some tears around the room.

I could hear it all, but I still didn't know how to feel. I hated him, and I called on a drunk driver. I wanted to punch this Stanley dipshit in the face a couple of times. Somehow I had done something that brought him to his death.

That was what hit me. Was I responsible for his death? No, I obviously wasn't responsible, but I wasn't. I don't know how I felt about it. I did the responsible thing and called the police, who made him panic. Did that make me responsible for the dumbass running away from the police? Of course not!

I leaned back as Sarah reached out, and I felt her hand on mine as Sarah seemed to seek out some sort of comfort from me. I turned to her and saw some tears in her eyes, unshed. "Are you okay?" Sarah asked. I didn't know if I was okay, and I looked at her for several moments and finally shook my head.

"I don't know if I am okay," I told her, "I need some time to think," I told Sarah truthfully. I didn't know how to feel. I know I didn't kill the asshole. I didn't even like the asshole, but I also did not wish death upon the dumb idiot.

"It's okay," Sarah said, and I could feel her want to be closer to me.

"It will be. I just need some time to think," I told Sarah again, and I saw her nod. "Are you okay?" I asked her now.

"I-" Sarah faltered, then the tears started to come down her face, "He was just so young. I didn't know him personally, but I can't help but think if it was Val or Hillary that got in the car crash. I- I-" Sarah continued, and I heard the gym get louder and louder as the Principal could no longer hold the stage.

Sarah's tears burst forth, and the tears flowed freely down her face. "I-" Sarah stuttered, and I took her hand in mine and pulled her close, hugging her. I let her use my shoulder as other students started to cry. It became loud in the gym, and Sarah started to cry more audibly as she thought that it might have been her own friends.

I leaned back, and I was unsure how to feel as I couldn't help but wonder.

Was there actually going to be a second period today?

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Hey Everyone,

So, just before going on Vacation, I finished Week 9 of My Life of a Dominant futanari, check it out on Amazon if you are interested.

I will be back at the end of the month and I hope you all have a great month. That is also the reason why I was a little late for this chapter.

Thank you all for reading,

Madjic