Chapter 3

When Jay got home, he went right to his room after he told his mother that he’d been to help a friend with moving a couch. He closed his bedroom door and sat on his bed; he could not believe Ms. Celeste had pictures of him and Karruche in the toilet cubicle. Pictures that could ruin them both. The thought of it made Jay’s stomach churn. He needed to find a way to get those pictures back and make sure Ms. Celeste couldn’t use them against them.

He needed to figure out a way to get the camera and get rid of those pictures, and he knew that the only way to get them was to kowtow to Ms. Celeste’s demands; and that made him feel sick to his stomach.

He knew they had to play along, but the thought of performing for her made him feel dirty. He couldn’t shake the image of her watching them, her eyes filled with lust and greed. He knew he had to push that thought aside, focus on the plan. But as he lay there, his brain refused to cooperate, instead flashing images of Karruche’s naked body, her moans filling the air, and Ms. Celeste’s leering face intruding on the perfect picture.

“There is NO way in HELL I’m performing for that leering whore,” Jay says, sitting up “And I know just how to get her...”.

He picked up his phone and fired off a quick message to Ed:

*Jay:* Hey Ed-Bog, I am in need of your abilities to get things from cameras and such

*Ed:* Hey Jay, what do you need?

*Jay:* I need footage of Ms. Celeste going into the boys cubicle with a phone and for the rest of the footage to ‘suffer an accident’ as it were

*Ed:* You mean you want me to hack into the school’s CCTV system and delete the footage of you and Ms. Tran?

*Jay:* No, you idiot. I want you to delete any footage of me and Ms. Tran, but I want to keep the footage of Ms. Celeste going into the cubicle. I want evidence to use against her.

*Ed:* Oh, I see. That’s actually pretty clever, Jay. I can do that. Give me a few hours.

*Jay:* Thanks, Ed. I owe you one.

*Ed:* You owe me more than one, Jay. But don’t worry, I’ll make sure that footage is gone in the next hour. I really appreciate it.

*Jay:* Hey, do you know if Ms. Celeste has any hobbies? Anything she’s into besides ... you know.

*Ed: Hmm, let me check. typing sounds* Okay, looks like she’s into photography. She has a whole studio set up in her house.

*Jay:* Photography, huh? That’s interesting.

*Ed:* I’ll have the footage gone and what you asked for with you within a few hours; 2 at the most

*Jay:* Thanks Ed

Jay put the phone down and silently cursed what he had learned. Photography? That meant she would have a camera, and if she had taken pictures of him and Karruche, she would definitely have a camera. He needed to get rid of that camera, and he knew exactly how. He picked up his phone again and dialed Karruche’s number, his heart pounding in his chest as he waited for her to answer.

“Hey,” he said, his voice soft and gentle. “Listen, I’ve been thinking. We need to make sure she doesn’t have any proof of what happened. And I think I can get it”.

“How,?” Karruche asks, her voice is soft, hesitant.

“I have a friend working on the security footage for me,” Jay tells her “The friend is also working on scrubbing any footage of us from the system,”.

“Ed?” Karruche asked.

“Exactly,” Jay responds “He’s going to get footage of the bitch going into the toilets with a phone,”.