164 Why I Became A Contractor: Part 2 (1/2)

”Wait... An event?” Patrick asked.

”Yup,” Lynn said.

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Before I could tell you about what happened next, I should have told you what I had done nine days before the whole shit fell apart. This was some sort of foolish idea on my part, back when I still believed that justice was still available on this world.

I would say that I used to be your average goody two shoes. I also snitched some of my friends back then. However, there was one circumstance when I regretted my snitchy behavior. It was Wednesday afternoon. I was helping the teachers since that was what I usually did when I was in the ninth grade.

The teachers' room was weirdly empty that afternoon. I was only helping one of the teachers at that moment. I was helping her doing rearranging her working space since she would move outside of that school.

”Alright, that should be the last of it.” The teacher put a box on top of her table.

”Is everything packed yet ma'am?” Lynn asked.

”Everything is packed inside this box. Thanks for the help, Lynn,” The teacher said. Lynn smiled at her in return. Lynn grabbed her bag that was on the floor and I got out of the teacher's room.

As I walked around the hallway. There was a mysterious voice coming out from one of the empty classrooms. The noise was so similar to someone making out. It was a very familiar noise. A noise that couldn't be disregarded. I wanted to know what was the source of that voice.

I peeked through the door of the empty classroom where I could hear the voice. There were a male teacher and a female student. She might be younger than me, but both of us were in the ninth grade.

Both of them were doing a disgusting thing. The teacher was passionately kissing that underaged student. It was very fucked up. I felt like I wanted to throw up when I saw those two.

I immediately grabbed my phone from my pocket and took a picture of both of them making out as evidence. Nobody noticed me, I thought that I was safe and the evidence was in my hands.

The next afternoon, I immediately reported it to the headmaster. Yes, I didn't like bulshitting around, I reported it straight to the big boss so it could be processed as fast as possible. The headmaster acknowledged my report.

”Hmm, this is outrageous. What if the other teachers know about this?” The headmaster said as he smashed his desk.

I just sat there in the chair in front of his desk. His face had reddened, his breath was similar to an angry bull. ”This needs to be reported immediately to the committee.” The headmaster grabbed a paper under his desk. It was a complaint form that was usually filled when someone filed a complaint on one of the staff in the school.

I opened my bag and grabbed a pen to sign and fill that document. ”Do I have to fill my name, sir?”

I agreed to that terms and started filling out the form with my pen. I filled my name, my addresses, my complaint, the teacher's name, and the student's name. I also have to fill the reason for that complaint and I had to sign it with my signature.

”Thanks for your corporation, Mrs. McGrath,” The headmaster said.

”My pleasure sir.” I put my pen bag into my bag. The teacher put the report in one of his drawers. It would be processed soon. Pedophilia wasn't an ordinary case and the school wouldn't be covering the teacher's back since protecting him was the same as damaging the reputation of the school itself.

However, the next morning, things weren't going as exactly as I had planned. That student still existed in the class and the teacher still taught in my class. I had no idea where the report had gone. It might be not processed yet, but I heavily doubt the headmaster would postpone that kind of offense.

There were gossips circumventing around the whole students about a teacher making out with a student. Rumors spread very fast, like a virus. The rumors said that a female student with glasses was making out with one of the teachers.

”Lynn, what did you do?” One of my classmates whispered to my ear.

”What do you mean?” I asked her.

”You made out with one of the male teachers. That is disgusting Lynn,” She said.

”What? No, I never ever do something indecent with anyone in this school, that includes the teachers,” I said.