Cast
Naomi Watts - 46
Janine Lindemulder - 46
Eliza Coupe - 34
2 - Eliza
That morning they were walked to school by the eldest girls of the Heather Graham family, Sarah Chalke and Tara Reid, before they themselves left for school under instructions from Heather. Elizabeth was outraged and insistent she was old enough to walk on her own but her protests were cut short from the fear of a red bottom. Eliza Coupe could still feel the sting of her own. Nicky Whelan, Elizabeth Banks and Eliza were all put into the same year group and Kerry Bishe was on her own in a younger one.
The three girls found their own small section in the crowded grounds of the old school. They looked around at some faces they recognised and some that they didn't. Elizabeth pointed out some of the really A-List celebrities that were around her and giggled.
When the large clock hanging just above the main doors ticked eight o'clock an older looking woman came outside ringing a large bell. She was quite tall, slender and black with long black hair. Elizabeth didn't recognise her either but Nicky leaned in and whispered in her ear that it was 'Jessica Pearson' from Suits, the TV show. Eliza had never seen it and Nicky didn't know her real name.
'Jessica' took a deep breath elevated above them by the steps leading up to the schools doors. A ripple of murmurs erupted among the crowd of girls below. She looked out at them with a frightening glare until they fell silent. Satisfied she gazed down at the clipboard in her hands and read out a list of names.
Eliza's name was called along with Nicky and Elizabeth and a few others she recognised. They were instructed to follow a smaller blonde lady stood just to the side of 'Jessica' that Nicky instantly recognised.
'Oh that's a fellow Aussie lass!' She whispered as they proceeded forward. 'It's Naomi Watts.'
'What's she like?' Eliza whispered quickly before they approached the congregated women at the door in a forming queue.
'I met her once, she's nice.'
Calmly and quietly they shuffled in through the large double doors at the front of the school, in single file they marched down the corridor into a large hall. The hall was quite barren but for a few benches, the rest was just wooden flooring. Naomi veered to the left side of the hall, on each side there were three doors spaced evenly apart, Naomi opened the third and furthest away. The walls next to the doors were mostly large glass windows with blinds on the either side blocking anyone's view.
As they entered the room Naomi instructed they were going to be seated where she told them, by consulting a piece of paper she held in her hand. Directly through the classroom door sat a very large oak desk with a large chair and a blackboard on the wall behind it to the left. To the right spread out evenly were twelve individual much smaller desks with chairs placed behind them positioned in two horizontal rows of six. Elizabeth was positioned at the back of the room to the left, sat directly next to the window. Nikki sat in the desk in front of her, she turned around giving her a nervous look but didn't dare keep it for long and spun back around. To her right was a girl that she didn't know but later would discover to be Anna Kournikova. She glanced around and saw Elizabeth was sat at the other end of the room on the same back row.
When they were all settled down, Naomi began her introductions. She explained what they were going to be studying that year, this would be their regular classroom and the importance of it all. Eliza, never much of a great student, zoned out after a few minutes and started watching the other classes entering the hall through a crack in the closed blinds. Eliza didn't really understand what was going on anymore. She had memories of being a successful actress but they were blurry and vague. She was getting a strong case of de ja vu, like she had done all this schooling before but she couldn't really remember it. She stared out of the window and caught her own reflection looking back and everytime she saw it, it confused her. Why did she look like a girl in her mid thirties but feel like a teenager? Looking around with a puzzled expression she saw everyone else as women in their mid thirties. Deep in thought she started to dream of a time when she was on a tv show, it was backstage and she was stood chatting with her co-stars. Kerry Bishe her new house sister was there along with Sarah, they were laughing at something funny that Zach Braff had said during filming.
Suddenly she snapped out of her trance. Eliza glanced round and saw the rest of the girls in the room lifting their table tops that were hinged at the rear. They started pulling out a textbooks, notepads and stationary from the belly of their desk and placing them on top. Eliza copied them.
'....and if you'll open them to page three, I'd like you to read through the text up until page five and then we will discuss what we have learnt afterwards.'
Eliza looked down at the old Maths textbook and released a loud sigh that caught a few glances from around the room.
'Is there a problem Miss?' Naomi asked walking across the room.
Eliza's first instinct was to say 'no' and do her work but she paused for a moment. There was an air of silence as Naomi took the path down the lane of desks on the far left towards Eliza. She folded her arms while leaning back in her chair defiantly. Staring at the small blonde woman approaching her, she began to question her blind obedience. Why was she doing what this woman said? She wasn't much bigger than her, she didn't look very intimidating at all. She was nothing like Heather at home who Eliza actually feared.
'Erm..yes actually there is,' Eliza replied quietly.
'Well what seems to be there matter?' Naomi asked leaning towards her with her hands on the desk.
'I don't see why I need to do this work.' Elizabeth mumbled looking down.
'What was that young lady? I can't hear you when you mumble.'
Eliza raised her stare directly to meet Naomi's angry face and in the uncomfortable tension, repeated the same words.
Naomi, bent forward at the waist with a stern look on her face, turning a shade of red.
'Now listen here young lady, I have told you the importance of what we are doing here. You will do as you are told or you will be punished. Am I understood?' Naomi asked thrusting her index finger into her personal space.
7The room gasped as she extended her middle finger.
'Up you get.' Naomi quickly snapped.
Eliza stayed in her seat.
'Come on, get to your feet, pull down your underwear, lift your skirt and bend over your desk young lady.'
'No!' Eliza yelled. 'You crazy bitch.'
By now the entire class was watching in awe of her courage, Eliza was red in the face. Naomi marched to the far end of the class around to the other side of her desk. For a moment Eliza thought she might have won. She watched as Naomi reached under desk and then sat down in silence.
'Everyone else, get on with your work.' She barked in frustration.
Some of the girls like Anna to her right obeyed her but some, like Nikki decided to wait and see what happened. There was movement outside of the window to her left that caught Elizas eye, she swung her head and saw a woman marching quickly towards their classroom from the other side of the hall.
There was a knock on the door.
'Please come in,' Naomi shouted.
The door opened and a tall woman of intimidating physique entered the room. She had long mucky blonde hair and clad in light denim Jeans a white blouse. Eliza thought she recognised her at first but couldn't place her. She walked with a commanding presence, Eliza held her breath.
'Is everything OK Mrs Watts?' She asked entering the room.
Naomi rose from her seat to stand next to her and she paled in significance. This woman looked like she could snap Naomi with her bare hands and Eliza watched as she timidly approached her.
'No, there's a naughty young lady at the back who refuses to do her work and she won't accept my discipline.' Eliza dreaded every word that she spoke trying to find an argument. 'And then she gave me the finger and called me a bitch.'
'I see,' the stern lady replied through gritted teeth, 'well that didn't take long but I guess sooner is better than later, which one is it.'
'It's the girl on the back row to the right next to the window.' Eliza's heart stopped beating when the giant woman pointed at her. 'Yes, that one.'
Eliza shrunk into a tiny being beneath her desk and the terrifying woman reached her. She felt a strong grip latch on to her bicep, pulling her up to her feet causing, toppling her chair backwards. The grip tightened on her as she was dragged from her area towards the front of the class. Eliza felt no choice but to walk closely behind this scary woman as she passed Nikki's sympathetic stare.
Without so much as a word they left the room and walked across the hall to the room residing directly opposite. She was pushed into the room and jumped as it slammed behind them.
'My name is Mrs Lindemulder,' she began.
Eliza began to shake uncontrollably, her heart was racing, she couldn't remember ever being this terrified before. The teacher pulled out a chair for her and she collapsed in fear. She glanced around the deserted classroom panicking. Eliza tried to adopt a defiant smile but even she wasn't falling for it.
'My job in the school is to collect naughty girls like you and bring you to this room for discipline. When your discipline is over, I'll take your naughty ass back to your classroom if you promise to behave. If you won't make that promise or you misbehave again you will remain in this classroom and I will be your new teacher. But I don't teach Maths, Science and History, I teach obedience. I don't use chalk, I use my hand.'
Eliza listened intently and gulped. Suddenly, she was grabbed her by the ear, she felt a sharp pain. Eliza tried to keep her head close to where she was guided. They rounded the desk and the teacher sat up high on the edge. She reached out and grabbed Eliza by the waist and lifted her up in the air. Eliza felt all the weight leave her as she raised into the air. She landed flat on her stomach across her lap. She hung so high in the air that her legs and arms swung freely she beated her fists against the powerful thighs beneath her and shouted.
'Let me go!'
A swarm of goose pimples covered her thighs as her skirt was lifted up over her back, she shivered as her white cotton panties slid down to her ankles.
SMACK 'OW!'
Mrs Lindemulder's hand hit her right butt cheek, then her left, then her right and then her left. This continued over and over.
SMACK OW! SMACK OW! SMACK OW! SMACK OW! SMACK OW! SMACK.
She left about a second in between each time her hand slapped against her sore bottom. Every time it landed, it seemed to feel harder and harder.
'STOP IT!' Eliza squirmed. 'STOP IT RIGHT NOW!'
'You're going to learn obedience.'
Mrs Lindemulder was holding her with her left arm tightly wrapped around her waist, gripping her right arm pinning it to Eliza's stomach. She tried kicking her legs but it didn't seem to help. One after another, the teacher kept raining down slaps to her bare bottom from cheek to cheek.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Eliza soon felt so sore and exhausted she gave up on the fight. Her bottom was stinging so much that she didn't know if she could take any more. She stopped kicking and squirming and shouting and lay in motionless mercy, tears streaming down her face.
After what felt like an hour but a glance at the clock showed only a few minutes. The teacher finally relented and gripped her by the waist. She raised her up in the air from her lap and onto her feet before her. Elizabeth immediately clutched her sore bottom and rubbed.
Mrs Lindemulder grabbed her skirt and unclasped it leaving her naked from the waist down.
'You can have this back at the end of the school day.' She stated bluntly.
Eliza could nothing to stop her while she watched Mrs Lindemulder drop it to the floor.
Springing off the desk she grabbed Eliza by the arm again and quickly led her outside. Eliza became extremely conscious that she was out in the chilly hall with everything from beneath her shirt down to her socks and shoes exposed. She felt so embarrassed as the teacher dragged her reluctantly across the hall and knocked on her classroom door.
'Come in!' Mrs Watts voice called from within.
The teacher opened the door and all the eyes were upon Eliza. She was mortified. She tried to cover her front with her hands but the pull on her arm kept tearing it away. She knew full well that her red bottom was there for everyone to see as the two of them approached Mrs Watt's desk, facing away from all the girls.
'I think that should resolve the issue, we had a good talk about it, isn't that right Eliza?'
'Yes.'
'Yes what?' The teacher shouted, smacking her bare red bottom where she stood.
Eliza's knees bent as she tried to suppress the sting from her rear.
'Yes..Mrs Lindemulder,' Elizabeth added as a guess.
'Good girl.'
'Thank you Janine,' Naomi said as the disciplinarian left.
She turned to face Eliza. 'Go and take your seat, you can catch up at break time.'
Eliza walked with her hands overlapped shielding herself from view towards her seat. She felt their eyes inspecting her naked bottom half, she heard their whispered giggles at her bottom. Nikki gave her a look of sympathy as she passed her but Eliza tried to avoid eye contact.
Eliza lowered herself slowly down on to her seat, the sting of her bottom grew as her cheeks touched the hard wood. She tried to lean to one side, avoiding as much contact with her bottom as she could. Eliza was still aware that there were eyes upon her so she kept one hand covering below as she opened her textbook.
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