The Prefect, Part Fifteen
Part Fifteen
Annie looked Elise over again and again. Her eyes constantly dropped to the prefect’s exposed chest. Not too big, not too small. No tan lines. Small pink nipples. It was strange seeing a girl in such detail. The short brunette had obviously seen glimpses of other topless girls in the locker room, but this was entirely different. This was a girl who was standing fully on display, not changing with her back turned and with her locker door blocking most of the view.
Kaitlyn was an evil genius. To get a prefect to be so malleable, so obedient? It was crazy. Annie was so grateful to be friends with the redhead. Being enemies, or even a target, would be awful.
‘I’m ready for my fourth task.’
Elise just said it. And it was Annie’s turn. She already thought through all the potential ideas the three of them tossed around in the hour before the prefect arrived. Nothing was set in stone, as it all depended on how things played out. But overall, things had gone fairly smoothly. Kaitlyn was right. Elise was too worried about her possessions to think clearly at first. And the deeper the hole she dug, the more difficult it would be to get herself out.
While Annie constantly sought Kaitlyn’s approval, the brunette also felt a tiny bit nervous about bossing a prefect around like this. Kaitlyn assured Annie and Caroline they wouldn’t get in trouble. Their friend was amusingly wicked, but she was also fiercely protective. Kaitlyn wasn’t scared of the professors and administrators, and she would happily take all the blame for this if Elise ratted them out. Even so, Annie stuck to the more innocent tasks when it was her turn. Just in case.
“Okay, Elise,” Annie said, “Your fourth task is to go to dinner with us.”
Simple, and seemingly innocent, but Annie knew Kaitlyn would approve. The leader of their little gang already stressed the importance of prolonging Elise’s time with them. This task would ensure she stuck around until dinner, and then returned to their dorm afterwards to get her things back. It would then be up to Kaitlyn if she wanted to extend things beyond that.
Meanwhile, Elise was still nervously standing there topless. Every few seconds, her hands twitched at her sides, yearning to reach up and protect her bare chest. Even if it was just girls seeing her, it was still wrong. Wrong because it was indecent, wrong because she was a prefect, and wrong because it wasn’t like her at all.
And yet, the blonde managed kept her hands at her sides, in the name of 'not freaking out.' In the name of protecting sensitive information about all the other first-years. Elise tried to ignore the fact that all three girls were blatantly staring at her. None of them tried to hide the fact that they were checking out all her exposed skin, and Kaitlyn’s confident smirk persisted the entire time.
Elise chose to focus on Annie. The one speaking and, more importantly, the one who wasn’t smirking at her. “Umm . . .” Elise hesitated at the question. On the one hand, she understood that dinner meant even more time with these girls. But on the other hand, it was a simple task. The prior one involved removing her undergarments, and in a not so graceful way. Dinner didn’t seem awful in comparison, especially considering that she’d be clothed. Hopefully in her own clothes again, rather than Annie’s. “Okay,” she replied, lightly blushing when she felt a tiny breeze tickle her chest.
“Say it properly, Elise,” Kaitlyn reminded her.
“Yes, Miss Kaitlyn,” Elise said. She turned back to Annie, “Annie, I will go to dinner with all of you.”
Kaitlyn caught Caroline’s amused sideways glance. The blonde said ‘Yes, Miss Kaitlyn’ so quickly, and didn’t even seem to catch how effortlessly it came out. As usual, the redhead knew she could do so much more with such a seemingly simple task. “Elise,” she said, quietly and calmly, “You’re talking to Annie. Ask her to dinner, and ask her properly.”
“I-” Elise’s voice caught in her throat. Now the blush returned, a darker shade of red than the light pink that came from being totally topless. Kaitlyn was being obnoxious about her ‘crush’ and their kiss again. Fine. She would show Kaitlyn that none of this bothered her. “Annie, may I take you to dinner?” Elise asked. She tried it overly polite just for good measure.
Of course, that wasn’t good enough. Kaitlyn ‘coached’ her through a few more attempts, adding a number of incriminating and wildly untrue details. Even so, the redhead nonchalantly insisted they were known facts. The other girls nodded in agreement every time, making it sound like Elise was simply in denial of her own feelings.
“What are you, Elise?” Kaitlyn asked near the end.
“I’m your good girl, Miss Kaitlyn,” Elise mumbled.
“Then prove it.” Kaitlyn said. She gestured towards the short brunette sitting on the bed nearby, “Take her hand and get it right, Elise. Be a good girl.”
Deep down, Elise knew it was a bad idea. But on the surface, she couldn’t help but listen to Kaitlyn’s patronizing words. It seemed like the only way to ‘complete’ the task was to do it Kaitlyn’s way. She was so close. Once she said the mortifying words, there would only be three tasks left.
Well, three tasks and dinner.
Elise walked over to Annie and took the girl’s hand. She tried not to think about the fact that her bare breasts were now at eye level for both brunettes on the bed. “Annie,” Elise began. Just like with the kiss, Annie’s bubbly smile softened now that things were a little more ‘real.’ Before she lost her nerve, Elise continued. “I’ve had a crush on you for weeks. I can’t help but check you out whenever I see you. And when we kissed . . . I- I was the happiest girl in the world.” She could feel her cheeks burning. Kaitlyn’s words, Elise’s voice.“I’d like to ask you out on a date . . . May I take you to dinner, Annie?”
For a moment, the whole room was quiet. Even Kaitlyn, though she was no doubt waiting for Annie to come up with a response of her own.
“It’s a date,” Annie winked. She squeezed Elise’s hand at the same time, giving that same cheery smile as she finally let go, “I can’t wait, Elise. Maybe I’ll even get a kiss at the end of the night!”
“Oh, she’ll kiss you,” Kaitlyn said, as if it was already decided, “But before your date, my little prefect still has some tasks to do for us!”