“No way,” Leslie breathes.
I nod and hold my finger up before folding it down. “And you know what, I don’t think that was the first time either.”
Leslie’s eyes go wide. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, I went to school with that guy.” Unfortunately. “I know things.”
Tina snorts. “Really?”
She knows I’m lying.
Leslie grabs my hand in excitement. “Are you serious? What things?”
I smirk. “Look, it could be just gossip. But back in school, I heard a rumor that he, you know, couldn’t perform, per se. So he had to take like, a pill or something.”
Leslie gasps.
Tina snorts again.
“I mean, listen, I don’t believe that blue pill thing. I think it was an exaggeration but… the not-performing thing could be true. But who knows? Gossip is gossip.”
Leslie nods. “Makes sense. Gossip is gossip. Such a shame though, if it’s true. That guy is fine.”
I sit back in my seat, satisfied and smiling. “Oh yeah, definitely.”
Tina shakes her head at me and I shrug. By the end of the day, everyone on the staff will know of Zach’s little problem. Whether they believe it or not, they’re going to wonder and that’s all I care about.
Fuck you, Zach.
We all go quiet when Mrs. S enters and starts firing off instructions like always. One of the girls is sick so I volunteer to take up her duties. It’s good. The more I work, the better. They’ll compensate me for the extra time and I’ll be that much closer to my goal.
But ten minutes later when the meeting is dismissed and we’re supposed to go about our duties, my triumphant smile courtesy of my little revenge and extra work melts off my face.
Because one of the duties that I so enthusiastically took over is to clean the room of my former bully.