Miss Morgan sits at her desk, red pen slashing through homework like she hates every word. The apple gleams beside her. She pauses. Backtracks. Eyes narrow. Something smells off. She flips between the papers again, muttering about nerve, then lands on a name that makes her face go hard. She grabs the phone. "Cheryl Best? This is Miss Morgan. We need to talk. Both of you. Here. Now." She hangs up. Nails tick against plastic. Her fingers slide toward the apple as the credits roll. Cheryl and Mandy show up looking uneasy. Miss Morgan doesn’t waste time. Mandy’s been caught cheating—again. Cheryl stammers. Mandy admits it through tears, says the pressure’s too much, she’s eighteen, just wants out. Miss Morgan’s expression doesn’t shift. She’s heard every excuse before. She threatens expulsion. Cheryl panics, offers money, connections, anything. Miss Morgan’s mouth twitches. She wants something else. She wants Cheryl to spank her stepdaughter. Right there. In front of her. Cheryl says no. Miss Morgan says the word "principal" and the mood shifts. Mandy just wants it over. She bends. The slaps echo. Miss Morgan watches. Her hand creeps lower, pressing against fabric. Breathing deepens. Cheryl stops. Tries to leave. Miss Morgan’s voice cuts through. If they walk out now, she’s calling everyone—board, principal, press. She’ll spin it ugly. Cheryl and Mandy freeze. Miss Morgan tells Cheryl to take off her shirt. The door’s still open. Nobody moves.
Miss Morgan sits at her desk, red pen slashing through homework like she hates every word. The apple gleams beside her. She pauses. Backtracks. Eyes narrow. Something smells off. She flips between the papers again, muttering about nerve, then lands on a name that makes her face go hard. She grabs the phone. "Cheryl Best? This is Miss Morgan. We need to talk. Both of you. Here. Now." She hangs up. Nails tick against plastic. Her fingers slide toward the apple as the credits roll. Cheryl and Mandy show up looking uneasy. Miss Morgan doesn’t waste time. Mandy’s been caught cheating—again. Cheryl stammers. Mandy admits it through tears, says the pressure’s too much, she’s eighteen, just wants out. Miss Morgan’s expression doesn’t shift. She’s heard every excuse before. She threatens expulsion. Cheryl panics, offers money, connections, anything. Miss Morgan’s mouth twitches. She wants something else. She wants Cheryl to spank her stepdaughter. Right there. In front of her. Cheryl says no. Miss Morgan says the word "principal" and the mood shifts. Mandy just wants it over. She bends. The slaps echo. Miss Morgan watches. Her hand creeps lower, pressing against fabric. Breathing deepens. Cheryl stops. Tries to leave. Miss Morgan’s voice cuts through. If they walk out now, she’s calling everyone—board, principal, press. She’ll spin it ugly. Cheryl and Mandy freeze. Miss Morgan tells Cheryl to take off her shirt. The door’s still open. Nobody moves.
