Trish was the most popular girl in school. A senior, she was tall, blond-headed, and fit . She was also the prom queen, and the head chearleader. She was well liked by almost everyone because she was friendly, not only to the popular crowd, and to the athletes, but to everyone, even the special ed. kids.
But there was one girl at school who did not like Trish and constantly made snide, cruel remarks to the popular beauty. Paige, also a senior, was an Alternative girl with black, purple, and pink, steaked hair . She wore a ponytail high up on the back of her head. It cascaded out nicely to her shoulders. Paige had a very nice face, hgh cheekbones, a staight nose, and beautiful dark eyes and a unique body. Average height, she was built like an athlete, with strong shoulder and round supple breasts, but with a small soft mound for a stomach. She almost always wore a hippie-styled, rainbow colored lenin dress. But, it was just transparent enough were the boys, if they looked hard enough, could see her shapely legs and her chubby bubble butt which always pushed back against her dress.
On this day, Trish was walking prettily through the commons area, just in front of the main intrance of the school, when from a side bench, near the scrubbery, she heard " There is miss perect goody two shoes. Did you eat your Cheereos with sliced bananas, Trish, and say ' good morning mom, good morning dad'. And did you fix sanswiches for your little brother and sweet little sister and place them, akong with a carrot stick, in their Fred Flinstone lunch boxes, this morning?"
Normally, Trish would have walked past Paige and her scowling alternative and goth friends, said "hello" and just wondered to herself how the pretty alternative girl could have said so much so fast and with so much hatred dripping from every word.
But this day, Trish was different. She felt possessed. Tired, after 4 years of hearing Paige's smart mouthed, arrogance, Trish turned and walked over to the stunned psuedo-hippies. They were sitting in front of the bushes on the ground in a semi-circle like witches, Trish stepped into them and grabbed grabbed Paige's high ponytail, and jerked her standing.
OUCHEE! Paige squilled as she was lifted.
Trish, who had privately practiced karate since the secomd grade, drilled 3 quick, machine gun jabs into Paige's soft gut. "UUUMF! UUUMF! UUUMF" Paige croaked as she bent forward. Her jiggly butt thrust back, visible to her stunned friends, through her lenin dress.
Quick, Trish threw up Paige's dress over her upper body so Paige could not see. Trish reached back and grabbed the elastic waist band of Paige's blue cotton panties and yanked up and forward, giving the squiling "OOOH, OOOH, OOOOOOOH!" Paige a running wedgie through the witches and the commons area. Paiges big butt, pulled up and tight by the panties, spilled out on each side of the panties. No one would have thought that such a cool and hip alternative chick would have had such a big and jiggly butt.
A crowd had gathered, watching. Amused by the popular girl's reaction and speed, one onlooker said "She's kicking the goth girl's butt".
Just then, as she dagged Paige by her hair and the back of of her undies, Trish started kneeing the squilling girl's butt. "Ouch, Ouch, OOOOEEE!" Paige cried as she was thrown face first into a trashcan.
As Paige's, wedgied butt stuck up and out of the trashcan, jiggling for every one to see, Trish slapped Paige's ass , wiped her hands satisfyingly, and walked away.
