Brittney Meets the Squirt
© 1999 Dean Andrew Michaels
All Rights Reserved.
(f/f, nc, no sex)

Early October
Mary Catherine stood outside of Sister Constance's class with her hands around her ribs, hugging herself as hard as she could. Her eyes were shut tightly as she tried desperately to hold in her tears. Taking another deep breath, Mary began to bounce back and forth on the balls of her feet. She had to do something, anything to blot out the throbbing pain in her hands.

A few minutes ago Mary had been standing before Sister Constance, her hands extended face up as she counted off the ruler's whacks on the palm of her hand—punishment for passing a note to Mandy during class. Ten stinging smacks, five per hand, and she could still feel each one. Worse, the witch gave her a half an hour of hall detention after class. She'd be late for her ASB Honor Council meeting at this rate.

Mary pulled her hands out and blew on them again, Sister Constance's ruler sure had a bite to it, she thought ruefully. Mary was glad that Sister Constance's classroom was near the staircase because it gave Mary Catherine a place to hide out. The last thing she needed was to have her SA Victoria walk down the hall and spot her here. Victoria loved to catch her freshmen in trouble. It always gave her a chance to follow up whatever punishment they received from their teachers or the Dean with dose of the floor paddle. Mary had already been on the receiving end of Thumper in the month she'd been at Saint Francis a couple of times and with the first horse show of the season coming up she didn't want to contend with a sore backside as well as hands!

She heard footsteps coming down the hall just then and she retreated further underneath the staircase. "Please, oh please not Victoria," Mary Catherine prayed. "I swear I'll eat whatever they serve for dinner tonight if it's not her, even if it's that nasty tuna fish and lima bean surprise again."

Mary Catherine stopped blowing on her hands and peeked around the corner. She let out a sigh of relief when she saw it wasn't Victoria. She wasn't quite sure who it was, though she remembered seeing the girl on campus before. Mary just couldn't put a name to the face at the moment. She was petite, with bright blond hair in a short bob cut, a small nose and bright green eyes. Whoever the girl was she seemed to be very nervous and in a really big hurry. Since Mary didn't recognize the other girl, Mary Catherine retreated a little further into the corner behind the staircase. The last thing she needed was to find out was that the girl was Victoria's best friend or something!

The girl picked up speed as she came down the hall. She reached the staircase and instead of heading upstairs, made a beeline for the trashcan in the corner by the wall, not two feet from where Mary Catherine was hiding. She didn't notice Mary though. All of her attention was focused on unzipping her backpack at the moment. The girl reached into her pack and pulled out a large Ziploc bag filled with a variety of items Mary couldn't readily identify. She reached into the trashcan and jammed the bag deep inside, then turned and started to hurry up the stairs.

Mary stood quietly, puzzled by what had just happened. The girl was not quite up the first flight of stairs when Miss Saunders, Mary's PE teacher came running around the corner and down the hall, "Daniels! You hold it right there young lady! Don't you move a muscle!"

Mary couldn't see the girl Miss Saunders called Daniels, but she assumed the girl had heard the teachers' command since the footsteps stopped. A moment later, Mary Catherine heard a voice clearly say, "Something wrong Miss Saunders?" By then Miss Saunders had reached the bottom of the stairs. "Don't give me any of that angelic attitude young lady, I know you better. Come down here right this instant." Mary continued to hide and listened as footsteps descended the stairs and stopped.

"What's wrong Miss Saunders?" the girl said sweetly. "You know very well what's wrong young lady so you can stop the little miss innocent act. It doesn't work with me." Mary Catherine couldn't see the girl, but she somehow knew that she was smiling. Miss Saunder's next words confirmed it. "You come with me Brittney Daniels and wipe that smile off your face. I have a paddle in my office with your name on it and I dare say by the time we're through you won't think this is a laughing matter."

Mary held in a sharp gasp, clapping her hand over her mouth. It was the first time she actually heard first hand someone at Saint Francis other than a freshmen being threatened with a paddle. Mary was amazed at the older girl's poise. She would be stammering by now for sure. It was right about then that Mary Catherine remembered why the girl named Brittney Daniels seemed so familiar to her. While they hadn't met yet, Britt's exploits were legendary around Saint Francis. A number of the older girls had warned the freshmen that Brittney Daniels was not the sort of girl they wanted to be friends with. "Steer clear of her unless you want your bottom toasted by the Dean regularly," they'd warned.

Most of the girls had taken that warning seriously and stayed far away from Britt. Naturally, all the stories Mary Catherine had heard only made her want to meet Brittney Daniels more! Among other things, it was rumored that Britt ran the Saint Francis Plaid Market, the underground source for contraband on campus and that alone was enough reason for Mary Catherine to want to get to know the infamous Britt!

Mary Catherine tried to peek out from under the stairs to see what was going on. Brittney was leaning against the newel post at the bottom of the stairs in a deliberately casual way. "I'll be happy to go with you Miss Saunders," she said, "though I have to say I'm at a loss as to why you would want to paddle me."

Miss Saunders gave her a smug look. "I think the answer to that question is inside your backpack missy. I followed you this time and caught you red handed didn't I? There's no way you had enough time to get rid of the evidence this time!"

Brittney smiled brightly and shook her head, "Really Miss Saunders I'm totally clueless here, maybe you've mistaken me for someone else?" Miss Saunders took Brittney's backpack off her shoulder and took her by the arm. "Why don't we finish this discussion in my office, young lady. We can get to the 'bottom' of things there." Brittney's smile grew even wider as she said, "Whatever you say Miss Saunders."

Miss Saunders started down the hallway with Brittney in tow. "I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time Daniels. Let's see if you manage to keep that sunny disposition after you feel my paddle." Mary Catherine gasped again, loudly this time before she could stop herself. Miss Saunders turned back around and said sharply, "Who's there?" Mary sighed to herself and slowly came out of hiding. "It's Mary Catherine Whitney," she said somewhat timidly.

The gym teacher looked at Mary Catherine, startled for a moment, then said forcefully, "Whitney, what on earth are you doing back there?!" Mary was temporarily stunned into silence. "Whitney I asked you a question, what are you doing there?" Brittney, turned just then. Like Miss Saunders, Britt was wide-eyed and startled at the moment. She had no idea anyone had seen her! For the first time, Brittney felt a small knot of fear build in her stomach. She didn't know who the little squirt was, but obviously she was a freshman and Britt gave her about 10 seconds before she broke down and ratted her out.

"Uhmmm . . . well," Mary said looking at her feet, "Sister Constance gave me hall detention." "Well you certainly don't belong under the stairs Mary Catherine. When you're given hall detention you're expected to stand right outside the teacher's door, with your nose to the wall."

"Sorry Miss Saunders." Mary said sheepishly, walking back toward Sister Constances' door. The gym teacher nodded approvingly. "You've been a good student in my class Mary Catherine, I hope this isn't going to turn into typical behavior for you." "No Miss Saunders it won't," Mary said, relieved that the teacher didn't ask her anything else about what she was doing there or worse, suggest that she join Brittney in visiting her office.

"Good," Miss Saunders said. "I would hate to see you get off to a bad start here at Saint Francis Mary Catherine." "Me either, Miss Saunders," she replied. "I'm glad Mary, you don't want to end up like Daniels here." Mary looked up and saw Brittney studying her intently, trying to figure out what Mary Catherine saw, and who she might tell. Mary lowered her head and nodded, giving the perfect appearance of a shy, contrite schoolgirl.

Miss Saunders appeared satisfied and after Mary Catherine turned to face the wall again, Miss Saunders took Brittney firmly by the arm again and walked her briskly down the hall. Mary looked up as they turned the corner and for a second Brittney turned back and looked at Mary Catherine. She was too far away to say for sure, but Mary was almost positive that the older girl actually winked! She was amazed how cool Brittney had acted. Just about anyone else would've cracked for sure.

A few minutes later Sister Constance came out of her room and after giving Mary a stern lecture, coupled with the threat of using the ruler on something other than her hands if she caught her passing notes again, dismissed her for the day.

As soon as Sister Constance went back into her classroom and closed the door, Mary Catherine raced over to the trash can. She lifted the lid, shoved her hand inside and felt around. "Got it," she said to herself with satisfaction as she pulled out the large plastic bag. Not taking the time to look more closely at the contents, Mary Catherine immediately stuffed the bag into her backpack and headed out of Old Main and across the Quad to her room in Benning Hall.

She made it to her dorm room in no time flat. As soon as Mary closed the door behind her, she headed for the closet. Kneeling down she shoved a row of shoes aside and pulled out a floor plank in the rear of the closet. Mary Catherine quickly stuffed the bag in the hiding place she and Mandy had made their first week at school. She then rearranged the row of shoes neatly and closed the closet door. She was already late for her ASB meeting, but she had a feeling she was going to be even later. Looking at the door, she sat down on her bed and pulled a copy of The Great Gatsby out of her backpack and began to read. Mary Catherine suspected that she would be getting a visitor soon and she was right.

About ten minutes later a knock came on her door. "Come in," she said, looking up casually from her book. The door opened and a girl she had never seen came in. "You Whitney?" she asked. Mary nodded. The girl held out a pass to her and said, "Miss Saunders wants to see you in her office right away."

"OK." Mary said as coolly as possible. She tried very hard to keep her hand from trembling as she took the small pink slip of paper. The other girl couldn't help but smirk. A visit to Miss Saunders office generally led to a girl with a very sore bottom and judging by the way the little freshman's hand was shaking it was clear she knew what was in store for her.

Mary made her way across campus to Miss Saunders office. The closer she got, the faster her heart started to beat. She knocked and walked in, stopping suddenly as she caught sight of Miss Saunders and Brittney. Mary Catherine could feel her heart pounding against her chest. Miss Sauders was standing in front of her desk, paddle in hand. As for Brittney, she was bent over Miss Saunders' desk—legs straight, elbows on the desk. Her panties were still up, but her skirt had already been raised and tucked into her waistband. She glanced back at Mary, clearly amused. "Eyes forward Daniels!" Miss Saunders said and punctuated the order with a sharp tap of the paddle on Brittney's panties. Mary nearly jumped out of her skin. It was the first time she had ever seen an upperclassmen paddled at Saint Francis even if it was only a sharp tap.

Miss Saunders put the paddle down and walked up to Mary and put her hand on her shoulder. "You wanted to see me Miss Saunders?" Mary Catherine said, her voice barely above a whisper. The gym teacher nodded. "Yes, let's talk outside. Daniels, you stay where you are and think about how it's going to feel to stand for the rest of the week," she said as she pointed Mary Catherine toward the door.

Once they were out in the hall and Miss Saunders closed the door behind her, she said, "Now Mary Catherine I need you to tell me what you saw when you were standing out in the hallway, and I want you to be honest understand?" Mary looked up with an earnest expression on her face, "Of course Miss Saunders. What do you need to know?" "Well I need to know what you saw Brittney Daniels do when she passed you in the hall. Did you see her stop anywhere and drop anything? Anything at all?"

Mary looked at her puzzled. "I don't know what you mean." "I mean did you see her drop a bag or maybe did you see her give something to someone." Mary shook her head. "No Miss Saunders I didn't see anything like that." Miss Saunders looked at Mary very closely and asked, "Now are you sure Mary? I want you to take a minute and think before you answer."

Mary looked directly into Miss Saunders eyes. "I'm sure Miss Saunders, I didn't see any of those things." Miss Saunders pursed her lips and said, "Well can you tell me what you did see Mary?" "I saw her coming down the hallway and then I heard her going up the stairs. That's when you told her to stop." "You sure about that Mary?"

"Of course Miss Saunders," she replied, a slight frown coming to her face. "If I'd seen someone else I would tell you, but I didn't." Miss Saunders looked at Mary for a minute, she was obviously trying to determine something. Finally she smiled, "Well thank you Mary Catherine. Try not to get sent out in the hall again. I'd hate to see you turn into a troublemaker like Daniels. You can go now."

"Yes Miss Saunders," Mary said, a blush coming to her face. She headed back out of the athletic building and went back to Benning Hall, her meeting of the ASB forgotten. As soon as Mary returned to her room she sat down on her bed and let out a long sigh. Mary Catherine picked her book back up and as she looked down to start reading she realized her hands were still shaking. She wondered just what was happening in Miss Saunders office at the moment and how soon it would be before Brittney Daniels came looking for her. She had a feeling it would be sooner than later . . .

That evening Mary and Mandy were walking back to their dorm from the dining hall. It was their first chance to be alone and Mary Catherine was filling Mandy in on the day's events. As they walked into Benning Hall she and Mandy were greeted by the sight of Brittney and four other seniors off to the side of the lobby in a small, partially hidden alcove. One of them was an SA on the third floor and they knew that even though Britt wasn't an SA she lived in Benning Hall up on the fourth floor, but as far as Mary and Mandy knew the other three girls had no reason to be in the freshman dorm unless they were looking for Mary Catherine.

Mandy immediately became nervous and Mary Catherine felt her heart begin to beat faster. She'd thought she was doing a good thing at the time. Now she wasn't so sure. "Come here you two," Brittney said gesturing with her hand to the two girls. Mary and Mandy looked at each other and slowly walked over to the group of seniors. Brittney looked at Mandy, "I'd like to speak to your friend alone if you don't mind."

Mandy looked at Mary and then Brittney wide-eyed and mumbled a barely audible, "Sure." She looked at Mary, "I . . . I guess I'll see you in the room," Mandy said. Mary Catherine gave her a weak smile and said, "Sure," much more conifdently than she felt. Mandy slowly walked away, looking over her shoulder the whole time. Brittney smiled at Mandy and waved as she walked away, "Thank you," she said in that same bright voice flight attendants used when finally getting the passengers off the plane after a long flight.

Mary suddenly felt very small and alone with the four seniors in the hidden alcove. Brittney turned her attention to Mary Catherine and simply said, "I think you have something that belongs to me Squirt." Mary suddenly felt like a deer caught in a pair of headlights, "Uh huh," she finally managed to spit out.

Brittney gave her a big smile, "Great, I'd like it back," she said. Mary Catherine quickly nodded, as she replied, "Sure thing, it's in my room." Brittney raised her eyebrow thoughtfully and said, "Why don't you go get it for me?" Mary Catherine nodded and said, "Right, sure . . . uhmmmm, right away." She turned to head to her room when Brittney stopped her. "Hang on," she said, quickly turning to one of her friends. She pulled a backpack from the other girls' shoulder and handed it to Mary Catherine as she said, "Here, put it in this." Mary quickly nodded and was on her way.

Less than five minutes later Mary returned with the backpack and handed it to Brittney casually. The older girl cocked her head to one side and gave Mary a critical glance as she asked, "Everything still in here Squirt?" Mary blushed furiously and nodded, "Uh, of course, I mean I wouldn't dream of taking anything." Brittney gave her a sly smile, and added, "Not that I would have minded if you had kept a souvenir. I mean you earned it considering what you did. That was fast thinking for a freshman. Tell you what, you can have your pick of anything you want from my inventory." One of Brittney's friends sneered and said, "Oh please, what's she going to do with a BOB? Massage her neck? And she sure as hell isn't big enough to wear anything you stock."

The entire group of girls, except Brittney, broke into laughter. Mary could feel her face turn bright red. "Hey lay off." Brittney said sharply over her shoulder, then looked back at Mary Catherine. "It took a lot of guts to do what she did. I'd like to know how many of you would've done the same thing if it had been you. Just let me know what you want and it's yours. I owe you one."

Brittney gave Mary Catherine a big smile and winked at her as she headed for the door, "See you around Squirt," she said brightly. Mary heard herself mumble, "Sure, see you around, then slowly walked away . . ."

© 1999 Dean Andrew Michaels, All Rights Reserved.

Find out what happens next in Part IV—Secret Agent Girl!

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