Valedictorian Blackmail

“Finally, almost over! I really need to go home and study for my AP Euro test.” thought Chelsea Barnes. It was 2:40, 5 minutes from dismissal time at school. Her uniform was getting a bit uncomfortable by then, she was itching to go home and change. She also needed to start getting ready for that weekend’s dinner party her mom was hosting. Her mom always wanted her to dress up for those parties.

Chelsea was quite a pretty girl, too. She was tall, 5’7 or so, with brown hair and bright blue eyes. She was pale, and a healthy weight. Her biggest asset, though, were her breasts, 36 D and nearly perfectly shaped. Chelsea, however, hated having attention on them, and tried to hide them as best she could. However, even in the school uniform – a plaid skirt, sweater, blouse, and pantyhose – they were still unavoidable.

Chelsea sat there, anxiously awaiting the chance to leave. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the bell rang. She carefully collected her things, and just as she was about to leave, Mr. Jones said “Chelsea, would you come here for a minute?” Reluctantly, Chelsea obliged, and walked over to his desk. “I have a few questions about your test you took last week.” Said Mr. Jones.

Confused, Chelsea asked “What about it? How did I do?” “Well, you did fine – a 96 – but I noticed something very odd about it.” Said Mr. Jones. “What did you see? Said Chelsea. Mr. Jones replied “Well, your answers and work were all the exact same as Jenny Schaffer.” “How could that be?” asked Chelsea. “Maybe we just did the same things wrong!”
Mr. Barnes replied “I don’t think so, Chelsea. Jenny sits right in front of you, and I know you’ve had some problems with this chapter. To be honest, I truly believe you cheated!” Chelsea gasped. She had never expected this! She was always careful not to do anything resembling cheating. She usually never looked up from her tests! “Sir, there must be a mistake. I would never cheat on a test. Why would I risk Valedictorian?”

“Be that as it may.” Said Mr. Jones “There doesn’t seem to be another real explanation for this. You both the same 2 questions wrong in the same way – on the same step! Even the correct answers were nearly identical. I’m sorry, Chelsea, but I’ll have to report this to the dean.” Chelsea’s jaw dropped. This couldn’t be happening to her! “Sir, there has to be another explanation. I’d be kicked out of TCM and denied Valedictorian for this, and fail the year! This would ruin my whole education! Is there any way I can make it up? Can I re-take the test, or get extra credit, or something?”

Mr. Jones replied “There are only 2 courses of action for you. One is to take it up with the Dean and the Principals. The second is to take it up with the Teacher’s council. I’m sorry Chelsea, but that’s it.” Chelsea stood there in disbelief. All of her dreams were shattered now, by 1 test she didn’t even cheat on! “Sir, Mr. Jones, please, give me another chance. Anything I can do to make it up, anything at all, just tell me. If I fail this, my dreams will be shattered. Please, I’ll do anything.” Chelsea was shaking now, on the verge of tears.

Mr. Jones thought for a minute. “Well, I guess I could give you an extra credit assignment. Chelsea immediately perked up. She felt a ray of hope coming through.