Georgia, as usual, was up to no good. Even in a school designed to straighten her crazy ass out, Geeg still managed to find ways to cause trouble. Her parents had sent her to Saint Vincent's to get her out of the way of her father's career, but also, hoping maybe the school's strict policies and "alternative" methods would somehow fix her. She'd been in the prison of a school for a little over ten months and she honestly wasn't getting any better. In fact, the environment was somehow making her worse. She'd always had a bit of an issue with authority figures telling her what to do, and that's all she was surrounded with at Saint Vincent's. It was encouraging her reckless side more then it was suppressing it.
Of course, Cain did his best to keep her honest, but her "addiction" was constantly getting the better of her. Even though she loved him, her relationship with her boyfriend Cain was often an ugly mess. When he didn't pay her enough attention, or if he said or did something that pissed her off, she was always getting back at him by sleeping with other people. She couldn't help it. For the most part, he did a decent job of keeping her ravenous sexual appetite satisfied, but sometimes, she got bored with him and wanted to step out on him just because it was forbidden and, therefore, a little exciting.
Then there was her roommate, Shi, who certainly didn't help her recovery in any way. Gigi had done her fair share of petty crime, and caused a good bit of trouble, but Shiloh was something else entirely. She and her brother, Q were real criminals. They were dark, and dangerous, so naturally, Gigi found them interesting and quickly made close friends with Shiloh, while Cain befriended Q. The four of them together just seemed to feed each other's dark sides and they were constantly breaking rules.
Currently, she was in the office of the music room with her music teacher, "earning" extra credit. She was no stranger to using sex to get her way. In fact, she was fucking the majority of her teachers to gain a little power in the school. Sleeping with the staff and bribing them with that information was a good way for her to get things she wanted. Teachers occasionally marked her present when she was absent, her punishments sometimes got "overlooked, she could sneak drugs into the school, she got decent grades, and her nurses looked the other way when she didn't take her medication. She was regularly fucking everyone from teachers, to security, to nurses purely for selfish reasons. She had a pretty bad reputation at the school, as she had in all four of her previous schools, but she didn't care because, at the end of the day, she got her way almost every time.
Georgia was in her teacher's lap in his chair behind his desk. She didn't care that his wife and children's smiling faces were starting at him from a fame on his desk, or that his wedding ring was digging painfully into the skin of her hip where he gripped her as she fucked him. All that mattered was the building pleasure. In fact, the wrongness of it was actually making her hotter, in a sick way. He had a hand over her mouth, keeping her quiet as her breathing started to quicken and loud moans escaped.
Just as they were getting close to finishing, however, things were cut abruptly short when someone cleared their throat behind her. She rolled her eyes, knowing already who it was and wishing she could just ignore him and keep going, but her teacher had a lot more to lose by being caught with her so he was quick to push her out of his lap and pulled up his pants, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. “Mr. Devoy, when did you start giving private lessons?” Quinten's voice asked and Georgia sat back in her teacher's chair, unable to keep herself from pouting a little, pissed that he'd interrupted her before she'd even gotten to finish.
Mr. Devoy was clearly freaking out, and doing what he could to collect himself, but Georgia was nothing but pissed off as she watched Quinton smirk. He drove her nuts. He was just too charming, too controlling, and too sexy. In fact, she sort of hated herself for being extremely attracted to him from the moment she'd seen him. He was so different from Cain and most of the guys she'd been with, darker and more dangerous. Hell, he was covered from head to toe in tattoos. She was quite a slut to put it nicely, but she was still a rich politicians daughter. Despite sleeping her way through multiple schools, they'd all been private schools that would go into a complete panic if a guy that looked like Q walked through the doors.
She wasn't sure what she hated more about Q, that he was an entitled asshole, or that she often found herself wondering what he was like in bed. “Oh, I’m not going to tell. Unless you give me a reason to, but I’m sure you’ll cooperate, when the time comes.” He shrugged, blackmailing Mr. Devoy, pissing her off further. Not only was he ruining her sex, he was jumping in on her blackmail scheme. “Right?” Mr. Devoy nodded like he was terrified then and she just rolled her eyes and clenched her jaw. Instead of leaving and letting them get back to it, Q gestured for Mr. Devoy to leave, like he had total control of him and Geeg just scoffed as he obeyed, hating Q bitterly in that moment. She felt like a junkie robbed of her fix seconds before taking it.
Q's eyes fell on her then and she raised a brow. Despite sitting there naked in front of him, his eyes never left her face. She knew it was because of Cain. The two of them were good friends, and that was honestly probably why she hadn't gone after Q sexually yet because she had to admit, she'd entertained the idea. Thinking of Cain made her think that maybe Q wouldn't keep what he'd just seen to himself. Afterall, as Cain's friend, it would be his place to tell him if he caught his girlfriend fucking someone else. “Sorry to ruin your fun, but opportunity was knocking.” He breathed before slipping out of the room.
Geeg rolled her eyes and got up, quickly pulling on her skirt and sliding her arms through the sleeves of her button up. She shoved her thong and bra in her purse and scrapped her hair into a quick, neat ponytail before going after Q, buttoning and tying off her blouse as she chased him down. She grabbed his arm just as he made it to the music room door and turned him back to face her.
Gigi held his eyes, anger clear in her eyes as they narrowed and she took a step closer to him. "Are you going to tell Cain?" She asked, voice low, hoping like hell his answer would be no, and watching him closely. She didn't put it past him to lie to her and say no, but do it anyway. If he told Cain, it wouldn't break them up, her cheating never did, but it would definitely cause a fight and she'd get her ass kissed. Her head was already spinning, trying to think of ways to turn the situation around on someone else if Q told Cain.
Cain had never hated anything more in his life then he hated Saint. Vincent's. He'd spent the entirety of his life learning from his mother that big corporations and powerful people that wanted to control and take advantage of you, were evil. Saint. Vincent's was the very epitome of that. Technically a boarding school, it's goal was supposed to be to take troubled teens and, not only rehabilitate them, but educate them and give them a safe living environment as well. Over the years since opening, however, the mission of the school had been skewed considerably and fear and punishment became the place's driving forces.
He'd been in that school for just over a year now, and he had the entire place figured out from the general vibe down to the shifts of all the guards. Being somewhat of a mix of a prison, school, and hospital, the place was both heavily staffed, and heavily guarded. Almost everywhere you went, there were watching eyes. Doctors were heavy handed with the pills, pushing prescriptions worse then drug dealers pushing drugs, experimental therapy was sometimes used. Physical punishment was common for insubordinates. The place was pure hell to say the least.
If you were smart, however, it didn't have to be and, thankfully, Cain was somewhat of a young genius. He'd had a good year to learn the ins and outs of the school and he certainly had. He knew how almost every staff member worked and knew how to bribe and con to get his way around the place. He wasn't exactly untouchable, he still got caught sometimes, but, for the most part, him and his girlfriend Georgia got away with more then almost anyone else in the school just because they knew the beauty of a little thing called blackmail.
In fact, he was sort of the school's main drug dealer, not because he needed the money, but because him and Georgia were usually the most successful at safely getting drugs into the school without a trace. He sent messages to a friend on the outside from a hacked computer in the library who then brought the drugs and passed them to him through a variety of covert methods.
He could get everything from cigarettes to meth, and that gave him even more power in the school. Georgia was able to control most of the staff with a bat of her lashes and her bad reputation, which he hated, but he had to admit, sometimes benefitted his own needs. He, on the other hand, controlled most of the student body because of his drug supply.
Three months ago, he'd gotten a new roommate, Quinton King, and instantly, his influence over the school had just gotten stronger. Now him and Georgia had Quinton and Shiloh, Q's sister, and the four of them were a force to be reckoned with to say the least. Shiloh and Q weren't afraid to get their hands dirty or get reckless, while, at the same time, had a frightening charm. He controlled the majority of the school's drug supply and Georgia had dirt on almost all of the school staff.
At the moment, it was midmorning on a Friday. He was supposed to be in class, but wasn't. He had perfect grades because school was simply too easy for him. In fact, he often got bored with it and simply didn't go because he felt like he didn't have
to. It was pretty easy to skip class when your psychologist had fucked your girlfriend. They were allowed to see their doctors at any point of any day if they needed it, so he always just pretended he was going to his doctor and then blackmailed the man with the time he'd caught him with Georgia and therefore, got out of class altogether. The only way to get caught, was if a staff member found him in the hall or something.
He wasn't in the hall though, he was in his room he shared with Q, alone. A month or so ago, him and Shi had decided that he needed a computer to himself, so he didn't have to be worried that he would get caught hacking the ones in the library. He'd asked her to help him with it because, while he was an excellent conman and a skilled fraud, she had more experience in thievery then him.
She's stolen him a laptop from a teacher and he'd promptly broken into the school's network, while remaining anonymous. It helped considerably with his drug business, as well as gave him the ability to reach student and faculty files, fuck with information, and much more. He could do everything from file a fake prescription under one of the doctor's names, to contact people from the outside to bring him things like drugs or booze. He was even anonymously blackmailing several teachers over email and a security guard.
Currently, he was working on trying to get his group of four them a off school grounds for the weekend. Of course, they couldn't run away completely, he'd attempted it multiple times, and they'd always tracked him down and threw him back in. Seeing as he'd been given an ultimatum by the FBI before arriving at St. Vincent's he couldn't exactly slip away unnoticed in the middle of the night.
But he could probably sneak out for a night and then back in without anyone noticing. All he had to do was bribe and blackmail a few security guards and doctor some hallway security camera footage to cover their steps. Aside from his failed escape attempts, he hadn't been off the school grounds in a year and it was driving him nuts. He was sick of the place.
After spending a while on the computer, working on camera footage, and changing some of the guards shifts so there wouldn't be as much security, and the ones that would be out, he would be able to bribe. Once nearly everything was set, he closed the laptop and smirked as he got up. He showered and changed quickly, before changing and leaving his room. He couldn't wait to tell the others that he could get them out of there for a few hours later that night, but first, he needed to find his girlfriend. He needed something from her.
He hated that she fucked around behind his back, but he couldn't help but admit that her promiscuity was often useful to him. Sometimes, even though it was low, he asked her to do things for him. He would ask someone else, but truly, no one seduced the way Georgia did. He figured she'd be hanging out with Shiloh in her room so he made his way there, wanting to ask her to seduce and steal something from a guard, so they could pull off their night out later.
On his way to her room, he stopped by the bathroom, remembering he'd promised he'd leave a "gift" for one of the students. He smirked when he ducked into the men's bathroom and found Shi in there, standing on a radiator, smoking. Clearly, she was waiting for her brother, and from the looks of it, she was impatient. He could see right up her skirt, and it was hard not to look, because Shi was a gorgeous girl and he'd always been attracted to her more then he should be.
However, he knew for a fact that, not only would Gigi lose her shit if he ever pursued Shi, but Q would kill him. Slowly, and painfully most likely. Q was oddly protective of Shi and he didn't want to cross Q. Cain wasn't exactly scrawny or helpless, but Q just looked like the type of man you don't fuck with. No matter how good you are at defending yourself. "Aren't you supposed to be in class?" He asked her sarcastically with a smirk, knowing the statement was hypocritical.
He walked past her into one of the stalls, quickly tapping a small bag of coke to the back of the toilet for a student who was supposed to pick up later. He came back out then and watched Shi as she finished up her cigarette before he held out his hand to her, helping her step down off the radiator and back to the floor. "I was looking for Georgia, but maybe you can do me a favor Shi?" He asked, raising a brow with a smirk. "I'm trying to get us out of here for a few hours tonight, and I need someone to steal a skeleton key off a guard." He explained. It was the only thing he didn't already have, a key that would open their rooms at night.