Conformity, Part 4

all characters in this story are pure fiction - similarities found 
with real people are pure coincidence. 

Conformity
by Blackbladder

Part 4
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"Today's topic is on smoking.  Anyone out there have an opinion to 
voice? If you are an ex-smoker, anti-smoker, closet smoker, or just 
someone who hates the habit, please give us a call now.  Be sure to 
tune in to Radio Haven at 2pm as we will begin the charts rundown..." 
the message from the tannoy buzzed.  

Skye had just emerged from her second target of the day - the anti-
smoking groups HQ and was dismayed at the anti message from the radio 
station.  Skye ensured that Pamela was missing from the group cause 
she did not want to convert her - yet.

This radio station needed some payback - now they were another 
target. 

Pamela was busy checking out some cute guys with her friends in class 
when Skye walked by.

"I'm on your tail, hunny." Skye muttered under her smoky breath when 
walking towards a vacant desk.  Once again, she was left in the back 
corner, out of view, out of mind from the rest of the class.

The teacher, chewing some gum trying to conceal her smoking, spoke 
out above the noisy classroom.

"Pamela Simpson, report to the headteachers office."

A wave of silence washed over the class as they sat in disbelief at 
the request.  Embarrassed, Pamela rose to her feet and walked from 
the classroom, her face tomato-red.  Skye sniggered to herself as the 
Miss Perfect was now in trouble.

"Ms Simpson, please come in."  Angela stated upon Pamela's arrival.

Whilst taking a seat, Pamela prepared a speech in her mind to defend 
any claims of harrassment.  Skye had not been her only victim.

"Pamela, the anti-bullying group have passed onto me a report into 
verbal abuse and mocking you have been giving to a pupil of this 
school.  What do you have to say?"

"Ms Gunn, I am so sorry about this but the information you have must 
be wrong.  You see, I am in the Buddying Scheme......." Pamela 
desperately pleaded 

"Don't give me that shit!" Angela retorted.

"You have been harrassing Skye Henderson since she started here.  You 
know the school does not tolerate bullying of any kind and we must 
act upon this treatment." 

Pamela knew she had been found out.  She was very angry and her blood 
was boiling.

"That bitch deserved it!" Pamela shouted "She's a freak in this 
community.  She gives the rest of us people a really bad name and 
reputation.  Don't you see how much harm she can do......."

The atmosphere became increasingly hostile in the room.  Angela was 
becoming very angry and instinctively knew what would calm her down.  
She subconsciously reached into her table drawer and removed a pack 
of cigarettes and lighter.  Pamela's eyes grew wide at the sight of 
this weed sitting on the table.  As the student decided to exit the 
room, Angela demanded that she sit back down.  As Pamela was about to 
ignore the request, another order was delegated.

"If you do not sit down, I will personally ruin your cosy reputation 
at this school and publicly humiliate you! I will ensure you will 
fail your exams next month!  I will make your life a living hell if 
you don't sit in that fucking chair!" Angela commanded.

Tears swelled up in Pamela's eyes - she was not used to being shouted 
at.  She was normally the role model for the school until Skye had 
arrived.  Sitting back down in her chair, she fought back tears as 
Angela lit up a cigarette.  Watching her headteacher inhale deeply, 
remove the cigarette and exhale towards the ceiling disheartened 
Pamela.  

The headteacher brought out the centenery dish and tapped the 
cigarette against the glass.  She instinctively bent her wrist 
against the table, with the cigarette vertically standing in between 
her fingers.  The eery silence continued until Pamela spoke fighting 
back tears.

"What are you gonna do to me?" Pamela pleaded.

"That is not my decision.  Tonight, after school, you will serve out 
your detention in my office for the next week.  You will keep all 
events at your high school secret from your family.  Nothing will be 
said.  Do we understand each other?" 

Pamela just sat shocked at the turn of events against her will.  
Angela reached for a series of documents in her desk drawer, with the 
cigarette dangling.  After taking another hands-free inhale, she 
pushed the documents towards the bewildered pupil.  

"Sign these confidentiality papers now." Angela retorted, exhaling.

The bemused student reluctantly signed the papers and began crying - 
she could not take any of this treatment any more.  Slowly her 
confidence was being broken into pieces.

Meanwhile, Skye approached the office of the school radio station.  
She waited on the disc jockey coming back.  The office was small and 
cramped.  Cardboard boxes were stacked untidily against the grey, 
pale office wall.  It was obvious the radio had not been established 
long.  The radio console dominated the small office room.  The 
headphones were dumped amongst the buttons on the control panel.  As 
Skye mocked being a disc jockey by donning the headphones, Matt 
rushed into the room and sat down beside Skye.

"I take it you were the caller earlier.  Has your teacher gave you 
permission to come up here?" Matt inquired.

"Yeh, my teacher was more than eager to let me away." Skye laughed, 
knowing her new control over the teaching staff was relentless.

"So give me five secs to get this gear working......." Matt stated 
before Skye cut him off.

"Hey Matt, could we have a chat first?  You got a girlfriend?" Skye 
offered, taking up on this Jockeys tall, smart appearance.  His face 
was clean-shaven and his body was well-built.  Skye never had a 
boyfriend before, but Matt physically reminded her of Martin, her 
best friend.  

"Kinda." Matt stated blushing.

Skye was devastated.  Oh well, life goes on.

"Who's the lucky girl?" Skye asked light-heartedly.

"You know Pamela Simpson?" 

"Oh yes i do - I am in her class." Skye replied, stunned her enemy's 
boyfriend was the disc jockey.  Ex-boyfriend soon-to-be, she smiled 
to herself.

"Anyway, can I now get the machine set up properly?  I have headline 
news for the school to read out.  It is not everyday the anti-smoking 
group decide to dismantle..."

"Oh..." Skye feigned suprise.

"You smoke?" She asked.

"Nah, my parents do but I nag them about it.  I was considering 
joining the anti group...." Matt stated.

Suddenly, the tall male student was thrown back into his chair by an 
invisible force.  Matt stared at Skye in shock as she stood before 
him with her palms aimed at him.  He was unable to move.  The Jock 
was wondering what she had in store for him.

Skye was unaware to notice that Matt had switched on the speakers and 
sound equipment before taking control of the situation.  The 
corridors now echoed the events of her latest attack.  

"You are now powerless to my every command.  I have headline news for 
you now.  How about Haven High becomes the  first smoking school in 
the country?!" Skye laughed.

"Close your eyes, Matt.  You know you can't fight me."

"But...."

"Don't speak. Just listen.....Open your mind, close your eyes."

Matt's body now seemed lifeless, resting contently in his chair.  The 
students in the corridor were shocked at the attack playing before 
them.  

"From now on, you no longer feel love and affection for Pamela 
Simpson.  You loathe and hate her for being a bitch."

Skye's captive remained motionless, absorbing every word as his own 
thoughts.

"I hate that bitch Pamela" Matt muttered under his breath

"You now also smoke too.  You smoke a lot.  Smoking is something you 
love.  You will realise this new habit of yours.  Tonight you will go 
home and apologise to your smoking parents and ask for permission to 
smoke with them.  It will be your mission to promote smoking where-
ever, whenever you can."

On that last command, Skye removed a fresh pack of cigarettes and 
lighter from her backpack and laid them on the console in front of 
Matt.  She was finishing the conditioning of Matt.

"I am also your superior.  You have total respect for me and will not 
regard any of my future commands as strange.  I am now your best 
friend.  You will also feel attraction for me now.  Do you comply?" 
Skye said.

"Yes." Matt replied, his speech slurred by the deep trance induced 
onto him.

The students were apalled by the incident playing on their ears right 
now, they ran straight for Angela's office.  

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