The Bullworth Never Ending Story

[BloodChuckZ]

The three cliques charged toward the Fountain. They were out for revenge. They were out for blood. Running up the steps from three sides, the Preps and the Greasers went after each other, and the Jocks went after them both. Punches and fists flew. Bats and sticks were whacked against heads. Being very dark, and going into the storm, it was hard to tell who was friend or who was foe. Casey had a couple of Preps who he was bashing together. Derby was beating up Hal, who was really no match for him.  Norton had Gord by the throat and was dunking him in the filthy Fountain.  A few minutes into the fight, Spuds started sailing through the air.  The Nerds had arrived and were shooting anything that moved. Some of the combatants at the Fountain charged the Nerds, and they fell back....Only to be attacked by the Bullies, who had come up behind them.  Fatty was flattened by a single punch from Davis, and went down in a heap. Davis was immediately shot with a Spud in the head and he went down also. The nerds formed a circle and just kept on firing on everyone in sight.  For close to a half an hour the melee continued, with heads getting busted and nuts getting stomped.
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Kurt and Lola had observed the fighting from a distance.  Since Kurt had been expelled of Campus, and Lola had quit school after Johnny had left, neither one of them was supposed to even be on Campus.

Kurt had watched with an amazed respect as the events unfolded.  Some diabolical mind had dreamed this up, that was for sure.  When the fighting had started, they had both moved to the base of the rear of the school building.  While watching the fight, Lola spotted a figure laying in the shadows.  She moved closer.  It looked like......

“Pinky !”, she exclaimed.  She would know the Princess Cat Costume anywhere, since Pinky always wore it to every party occasion. “Kurt, come quick !  It’s Pinky, and she’s hurt !”

Kurt came closer for a look.  It was Pinky, all right, unconscious. As he bent to examine her, Lola said, “We’ve got to get her to the Infirmary !”

“No, we can’t....We’ll get busted”, Kurt said.

“No....No, we won’t”, said Lola. “The Prefects are off-campus. This is Halloween.” She pointed towards the fighting. “That’s why they aren’t getting busted.”

Kurt looked over.  She was right.  All this going on, and not a Prefect in sight.  He was new here, and hadn’t known about the Prefect’s once-a-year drunken party bash in town.   He briefly wondered what the uptight Prefects did to let it all hang out.  Must be some show.

“Come on, let’s take her”, Lola said, bringing him back to the moment.  Lola and Pinky never were best buds, but they had plenty of time on the Cheerleading Squad together, and they shared similar vain personalities.  She couldn’t just leave Pinky there in a heap, she had to help her.

Kurt bent down and picked up Pinky, and he and Lola headed off to the Infirmary.  With all the kids running around, no one took any notice of them.  Arriving at the door to the Infirmary, Kurt said, “We should leave her here...So we don’t get spotted”.

“No, Silly”, Lola said. “We have costumes on, remember ?  The Nurse won’t know who we are.  Besides, looks like the place is going to be filling up real soon.”

Lola was right again.  All kinds of injured kids were staggering up the steps toward the Infirmary.  They wouldn’t be noticed.  Kurt looked at Lola with a new respect.  Maybe this broad wasn’t so dumb after all.

Quickly going inside, they left Pinky in the care of the Nurse.  Like Lola had said, they were barely paid any attention to.  They then left the Infirmary and headed back towards the Parking Lot just in time to see a Cop car smashing through the Side Gate, speeding towards the Fountain.

Whoops...Time to make like a tree and leave.  Kurt and Lola had slipped out the broken gate and then left Campus.
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The  Police car smashed through the front gate of the school, and headed around towards the back area. A second Police car knocked the parking lot gate open and made it’s way toward the fountain area. Both cars squealed to a halt at the bottom of the steps, and Cops jumped out of both vehicles.

The kids that could still move scattered. Most ran for the now-open gates, to get off school grounds. The Jocks fell back towards the Gym area. The Greasers, Preps, and Nerds had other places off campus to run to. The Bullies just ran around, not having anyplace.  Most of them got busted.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Tony was met by Constantinos and Laurent at the steps to the Girl’s Dorm. Grabbing him under the arms, they hustled Tony, who was still carrying Karen, towards the path. Halfway there, all of them stopped suddenly as the Cop car crashed the Front Gate, heading at high speed towards the rear of the school.  Heading out the now-open Gate, They took the couple to a safe place in Bullworth Town that Laurent somehow knew about.
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From his hiding spot in the Hobo Yard, Jake heard the whole thing go down. Then watched as the cops came screaming in. This was going even better than he planed on. The cops must be tied into the fire alarm system or something. Whatever the case, the shit was in the fire now.

They’ll be begging me to come back now. I’m going to be the Ultimate Fixer.

Jake let out an insane peal of laughter that seemed to go on and on and on.
ULTIMATE FIXER !!!
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------{{ END OF CHAPTER ONE }}----------

[Mercury]

                             THE BULLWORTH NEVER ENDING STORY

                                                            {{ CHAPTER 2 }}

                                                        The Great Clique War

"Bonjour !", a voice said.
"What the... Laurent ?", Tony mumbled.
The voice came again.  "Non. Welcome to my restaurant !"

Tony's vision was blurred. He tried to identify the person that was standing before him, and could just catch a glimpse of an apron. A fresh odor of hot bread was escaping of the next room... A Kitchen, probably. Tony looked around him, and saw that he was lying on a dirty mattress, Karen sleeping next to him.

"How did I land there ?", Tony wondered aloud.

"Ah, it's your friend, Laurent... I know him very well, and he explained to me what happened.", the man said.

"Thanks, Sir”, Tony managed, his head swimming.

"Do you want to eat something ? I have fresh Croissants in the Kitchen, there...", the Chef, with a typical french mustache, was pointing in the direction of the next room, smiling.

"I got to return to my school, they..."., Tony began.

"You had better not now. There are policemen running everywhere in ze Towns, searching for you and some of your friends.", the Chef cautioned.

"But why ?", Tony asked, confused.  “We haven’t done anything !”

"The Academy has been asking them to find the kids that escaped... If you get caught, you' will be in real trouble.!", the Chief said, then disappeared in the next room.

Karen opened her eyes. "What the... ?", she started fuzzily.

"Shhh... Don't worry, it's me...", Tony whispered.

"Tony ? But... What are we... ?", Karen said groggily.

"I'll explain to you later", Tony told her,  "We're gonna stay here for a little while, OK ?"

The Smiling Chef reappeared, a plate between his hands, full of nice, hot Croissants.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Posted on the wall at the entrance to Bullworth Academy----------

All Students who are able must use off-Campus lodging during the time repairs are being made to the school..  Classes will resume on Monday.  Students living off-Campus may go to any of the many School Bus pick-up in Bullworth Town, Bullworth Vale, New Coventry, or Blue Skies.  Investigations are now being conducted into the incidents, and the perpetrators will be identified, caught, and punished.  The health and safety of our Students is the prime mission of this Academy.  As such, Security Patrols will be doubled for the duration of the semester, or until the School returns to normal.  As the School building itself received no damage, both Staff and Students are expected to be in regular attendance.

------DR. CRABBLESNITCH,  HEAD OF BULLWORTH ACADEMY.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Pinky woke up in the School Clinic…Again.  She groaned.  Who had attacked her this time ?  All she could remember was someone dressed in some sort of red outfit.  Like the Flash, only they looked more like Spiderman.  Whatever…..Someone had ruined her night.  It wasn’t fair.  Who beats up on a Princess ?

Where the Hell had Derby been ?  Wasn’t he supposed to protecting her from all the Peons out there ?  Everyone from the School who wasn’t a Prep ?  She moaned again.  Her head hurt.  Her ribs hurt.  Her stomach hurt.  Instead of the fine Post-Halloween Party back at Harrington House, she was here…This smelly place. 

Gradually, it occurred to her, it was noisy as well.  Loud moans and groans, cursing….Why don’t they shut up ?  Can’t they see her head hurts ?  What’s wrong with these low-life Paupers ?  Pinky opened her eyes, squinting, and moved her achy head, and looked around.  Shock replaced the frown of pain on her face.

Oh, my Gawd, she thought.  Half the school must be in here.  Just what the Hell is going on now ?  Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Nurse McRae, tending to the injured.  “Nurse !”, she commanded, sending a shot of fresh pain through her head.  “Come Here !” 

Nurse McRae lumbered over.  “So you’re awake”, she commented.  “Can you understand me, or do you feel sleepy ?”

Course I understand you, you dumb Cow, Pinky thought.  Aloud, she said, in a miffed tone, “Yes, I understand, and No, I’m not sleepy.”

“Good”, Nurse McRae said, “You have no broken bones, mebbe just a slight concussion….Here, take some Tylenol, you’ll be fine.”

“Great”, Pinky pouted, but she took the Tylenol and and gulped it down with the cup of water Nurse McRae offered her.

“You can go when you feel like it”, Nurse McRae said.  “Lots of real Injuries I got to attend to”. she said, turning her back and scurrying away.  Pinky sighed.  She was more important than these other Peons.  Seriously.

Pinky laid back, closed her eyes, and waited for Derby to come get her out of this stinking hell-hole.  But after an hour had gone by, it was becoming apparent that he was going to stand her up, again.  Rousing herself, with effort, she managed to sit up.  Just a little woozy for a few seconds, but she was feeling better.  She would have to show herself out.

Fuming now, she left the School Clinic, ignoring the Cops and Prefects hustling about, and headed for Harrington House.  She was burning with anger for Derby ignoring her yet again.  He hadn’t been in the Clinic, so where was he ?  Maybe, she thought, it was time to see if Tad Spencer would appreciate me more.  Time to have an Affair.

Reaching Harrington House, she was in for another unwelcome surprise this evening….It was a Crime Scene.

Suddenly though, a Knight in Shining Amour appeared to rescue her.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Monday morning dawned gray and windy. The School Bus pulled up to the Bullworth entrance with another load of Students.  Those who were uninjured were having to return to classes.  Students who were busted, and the ones in the Infirmary, had been questioned and released by the Police.  Over the weekend, the others, except those few on the lam, had also been questioned.  There had been a lot of finger-pointing between the Cliques, each blaming the other, but the Cops had found no real evidence that any individual or group had set the closely-coordinated bombs.  For now, all Students, except those in hiding, had been cleared by the Police.

The Cliques had scattered to the various Towns.  The Preps had the most places to pick from -- Their own private Gym, the Glass Jaw, their Beach House, and even Tad and Derby’s homes, all of these in the more exclusive Bullworth Vale. The Nerds were bunking out in the Basement of the Dragon’s Wing in Bullworth Town.  Since Beatrice had graduated and went off to Med School, it was just the boys now.  The Greasers had taken to staying full time at the Tennantments, and their Pool Hall, the Blue Balls Bar, in New Coventry.  The Jocks were being put up in a house in Bullworth Vale by the administration, close to the Happy Endings Retirement Home.  The smaller kids at the School were being boarded in Hattrick’s repossessed house for now.  The Rockers, since being expelled, had been squatting in a house on the main drag in Blue Skies with a junk car in front.  The Non-Clique kids had found lodging in the newly-reopened In and Out Motel in Bullworth Town.  Only the Bullies had no place to go, and hung around in the Parking Lot of the Motel.
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[BloodChuckZ]

The day after the bombings, Trent stole a bike and pedaled to Blue Skies. He was going to find Zoe, a girl who has been Jimmy’s last girlfriend during his time at Bullworth. After Jimmy’s arrest, she had quit school and returned to Blue Skies. The other girls at the school hadn’t liked her much, mainly because she was a brash, in-you-face type of girl, who could kick any other girl’s ass without even raising a sweat.

Jimmy was still revered by the Bullies. Early on in the last school year, Jimmy had beaten Russell, then the Bullies leader, in a cage-style match in the school basement arranged by that villain, Gary Smith.  Jimmy had beaten Russell, who was three times his size, then had extended friendship to Russell and the Bully clique. For that reason, in their eyes, Jimmy was one of them. Trent only hoped that Zoe could help the out because of that connection.

As he approached Zoe’s house, he saw her sitting on the porch steps. Trent parked the bike and went over to talk to her.

“Hey, um....Remember Me ?”, asked Trent.

“Uhh...Yeah...You’re .....Trent, right ?  From the school”, Zoe replied.

“Well...Er....We’re...I’m friends with Jimmy, you know...” Stuttered Trent.

“Don’t know about the ‘friends’ part”, smirked Zoe. “More like ‘Gang’."

“Er, Uh....We was friends....We all liked Jimmy, sure....”, Trent continued.

“Whatever”, Zoe said. “What do you want ?”

“Well....I...Er...We need a place to stay....For a while”, stammered Trent.

“What the hell are you coming around here for ?  You think I want a bunch of STUPID, smelly, worthless, no-brain motherfuckers like yo’all around ?  I don’t wanna be a babysitter to you dumb assholes. What’s in it for me ?” Zoe asked.

“Um, well...”, Trent said, “Maybe there’s something....Uhh, something we could help you out with....”

“I don’t know what you assholes could do for me......” Zoe stopped, and thought for a second. “Well, maybe there is something”. She looked away. “I’ve been having trouble with some of the Townie boys. One on One, I can kick their ass. But, if they gang up on me....” She looked back at Trent. “I’m the only girl here, and I won’t put out for them. It makes them sooo mad. I don’t want to get knocked up with any of their miserable children. When I don’t put out, they try to fight me. Only I’m better, so I stomp them into the ground with these”. She held up her booted foot. “But, they’re going to try to gangbang me. It’s only a matter of time.  They got a new Leader, and he wants in my pants.”  She stared hard at Trent. “You and your boys take care of them. Do that, and you can stay here. For Awhile. You guys still have Russell ?”

“Uhh..He’s been staying at his house....But we can get him, sure....Anything you want”, Trent said. “He’s not so good in the head no more, but he can still fight hard."

“Good. It’s a deal."  Zoe got up and started back into the house. “Come and see me when it’s done. We’ll talk more then. Might be some other stuff I need done”.

Zoe entered the house and shut the door. Trent picked up the bike and got on.

Time To Round Up The Boys.
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[Mercury]

At a part of  Blue Skies in the South end was the Chem Plant complex.  The Factory had been built in the center of a real labyrinth that only the Workers or Townies knew very well.  There were walls, fences, control doors, everything made to prevent any outsiders from gaining easy entry.  It was located down the end of a dead-end street from the Power Plant, but some years ago a steel wall had been built across the road between the two, ostensibly for increased security. 

But in fact, it was the Townies favorite hangout, there being ways in through the tangled maze of narrow streets that ran Eastward from the Rail Yards and past Gloop Oil.  Here the whole Bully Clique was searching through in it, Trent pedaling slowly on his bike, the others running behind him.  Finally, Trent heard two voices, coming from around a building near the Chem Plant, and made a quick hand sign to his mates. Off in back of the building, two Townies were discussing something, one sitting on one of several crates scattered around, the other standing in front of him.  All around them there were other crates, full of coffee, sodas, and other products.  Trent turned his bike and charged, screeching his tires as he pulled up in front of the two. The rest of the Bullies came running up behind him.

"All right, you assholes are gonna respect Zoe, Now !", Trent challenged, dropping his bike.

"Ha-Ha !!  Who are you ?  Her half-time boyfriend ?", the Townie that was sitting on the crate laughed.  His head was shaved, and he started to hit his fist in his palm menacingly.

"RUSSELL !!!! ATTACK !!!!", Trent yelled.

Russell roared and charged, shoulder first.  But before he could reach the nearest Townie, a whole gang of them that had been hidden, lounging behind other crates, stood up from behind the crates and threw a rain of M-80 Firecrackers at the big Bully.  Russell fell down to the ground in a hail of explosions, while the gang of Townie boys all dressed in orange jumped out and ran in their direction.  The Bullies weren't prepared for this attack, and couldn't resist.  The Townies overwhelmed the outnumbered Bullies and started beating them down like piles of shit.  Trent turned around and tried to return to his bike, but a large, giant Townie that Trent had never seen before suddenly appeared before him and grabbed his shirt.

"Where do you think you're going ?", the giant Townie growled.

"Please, don't hurt me !", Trent begged, looking up at the twisted, ugly, face.

"You came to protect Zoe from US ?”, the giant Townie barked. “Don’t make me laugh !"

"You're Scum !", Trent said, trying to be brave, but his shaking betrayed him.

"I'll let you know, little girl, that we know everything that happens in this complex”, the giant Townie said, his stinking breath blowing in Trent’s face.

"What the... ?", Trent squeaked, not understanding.

"We knew you’d be coming thirty minutes ago”, the Townie snarled, “And now, I’m thinking we should go find Zoe !"

"Let me go, Please !", Trent begged, unable to twist free of the giant Townie’s grip.

“Some Protectors…What a Pussy you are“, the big giant Townie said, and then pushed Trent in the direction of his green BMX bike.  Trent stumbled and almost fell.  He quickly jumped on the bike, and pedaled away as hard as he could, trying to avoid the stink bombs that some of the Townie boys had unpacked from a crate and were tossing at him, laughing.  He had to find another plan, before the Townies could reach Zoe's house.

Trent rode by Zoe’s house to warn her, but didn’t see her around.  Trent got a wild idea.  He had to talk to Tony. The guy was an enemy, but surely he could help them for money, or other forms of compensation….Maybe just for the thrill of strategy ?
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[Bully-Freak]

Ok, so….How can I find Tony? thought Trent to himself. I haven't seen the kid since the bombs went off...Where could he be ?

Trent pedaled faster, out of Blue Skies.  Feeling more powerful as he gained speed on the BMX, he felt like he could do anything.  He saw a ramp that seemed to be for unloading trucks near a Warehouse in New Coventry.  He pedaled even faster, aligned the bike with the ramp, and Whoosh !!!!  He was in the air soaring like an Eagle. The wind was blowing through his hair...

"OH SHIT !!!!", Trent screamed.  The bike went out from under him and he landed ass-down onto the pavement.

"Ha-Ha-Ha....What a Douche…!!", exclaimed one of the Greasers watching from a group on the corner. "Need to tune that thing right before attemptin’ that, Jackass !!"

Trent got up feeling embarrassed.  He jumped back on the bike and rode towards Bullworth town.  Okay...That was stupid......

He rode into Bullworth Town thinking about where Tony could possibly be.  The Nerd hangout ?

He rode on around the corner to Dragon’s Wings Comic Store.  When he got there, he jumped off the bike leaving it partly lying in the middle of the street to get possibly smashed by a car.  He walked in the store and observed the ‘Nerdiness’ of the area.  Comic Books, Marbles, Board Games, Stink Bombs... No wonder the Nerds love it here.

"Hey Fatass !" said Trent angrily to the large store clerk.

"Who do you think your calling Fat.….Twerp ?" yelled Alfred Owens , the storekeeper, back at him.

"Oh I'm sorry did I hurt your feelings....?", Trent mocked.

"Watch your mouth, little brat !", Alfred steamed.

"Hey, Hey, I don't mean to be annoying”, Trent lied. “I was just wondering...How do I gain access to your....Um, What do you people call it….Lair."

"There’s only one way !“, the Shopkeeper grandly proclaimed. “You must beat the high score on the arcade machine...CONSUMO !!”

"Whatever, Fatass", said Trent, and just walked past him and down into the basement.

"Stupid kid." muttered Alfred Owens under his breath.

As soon as Trent had walked down the stairs, he closed the door behind him. He found a load of Nerds at the bottom, two playing Grottoes & Gremlins, one sitting at a computer playing a game, and a couple standing around chatting with each other.  Weirdos.

"Alright Sissies, Where's Tony Calderone?" yelled Trent, taking a fighting stance and blocking his face with his arms.

"Uh..Uh....We Don't know.....DONT HURT US!!!!  WE BEG YOU!!!", Fatty cried.

"Bullshit.….Where’s he at ?", demanded Trent.

"Honest, we don't know !”, another fat Nerd, Melvin, said,  “He...he's the last person we are thinking of right now !"

Trent ignored the Nerds who were starting to huddle up in fear.  He stepped across into a small room with computers in it.  He grabbed a Bottle Rocket Launcher he spotted off the wall beside him, then he got down on his knees and looked under the bed.  Nothing.  He pulled up the sheet on the bed.  It was all charred and black as if an explosion occurred there.  Once again, nothing.  There was no where else here for Tony to be.  It then occurred to him…..Maybe Tony isn't in hiding, he was just staying away from the School ?   Hell...he's probably on the lam from something.  Trent walked back into the big open room.

There were no Nerds there...No one there....They were all gone.

"Where the hell did you all go !"  He screamed at the walls. Chickenshits.

He ran back to the door he had shut leading to the stairs.  Locked.  He ran over to the other door across the room that led to the the stairs outside.  This one was Open.  He opened up the door and ran up the outside stairs and around to his bike.  It was laying flat as a pancake on he street where he left it. "Damn, That’s bad luck”, he muttered.

Well, he wasn't going to find Tony with the Nerds, but he did find all the Nerds huddled around outside near the front of the Comics Store.

"There he is...Get the foul villain !", said one of the Nerds, charging toward him with weapons extended.  Trent fired the Bottle Rocket Launcher at them and ran before they started firing back.  He ran all the way out of Bullworth Town to the road that led across the big Truss Bridge and then past the school.  He slowed, thinking.

What other place could he check, maybe...?  The Preps hangouts.

He ran on down the street, past the school, and over the smaller Bridge leading into Old Bullworth Vale. There, he stole a Mountain Racer bicycle he found leaning against a decorative wall bordering a small Plaza, when no one was looking, and started off down the street to the Beach House where the Preps had gone to hang out again after Jimmy Hopkins had left.

Man, he sure was hungry.  "I smell free food..." said Trent to himself, riding past the French Restaurant that housed Tony, Karen and Laurent.  If only he knew.....

Ignoring his hunger pangs, he rode his bike further down Vale Valley Boulevard, then tried a fancy bike stunt down the stairs leading to the beach….and then flipped over the handlebars at the end when he hit the sand.  Man, I gotta stop with this stunt riding stuff, Trent thought.

He looked at the front rim of the bike that was now all bent up from wrecking it. Trent spit out the wad of sand that was in his mouth from attempting the trick.  He got up and pushed the bike down to the Prep’s Beach House.  Puffing as he mounted the wooden stairs to the dock platform, he tried to open the Beach House door but found it locked.  He stepped back, aimed the Bottle Rocket Launcher and pulled the trigger.

KAPOW!!!!  The door blew open to an surprising sight.  Pinky was laying on the bed in the far corner, half-nude from the waist down, with another Prep kid on top of her without his shirt and pants on at all.  Looks like he had interrupted something.  What A Slut, thought Trent looking at the sight.

"Ahhh ! What the HELL !!!", screamed Pinky, jumping up, holding a sheet to her breasts to cover herself and running across into a small room.

"Would you mind....I'm trying to get laid here !", said the Prep boy.

"Yeah...Sorry...Umm...You guys seen that kid...Tony ?",asked Trent.

"NO ! What would we want with that PAUPER !" yelled the Prep boy.

"Maybe some clean clothes ?  Just wondering...",Trent mumbled, turning around and leaving out of the door of the Beach House, which he didn‘t bother closing.  He descended the wooden steps, picked up and pushed the bike across the beach, then pushed it back up the stairs.  It was so true, he thought.….The Preps really are Inbreds.  Trent hopped on the bike and rode away.  The tire made a popping sound every time he rode over the bent metal rim.  He rode back to the East.

"Ahhhh....The sweet aroma of that French Restaurant, as he rode near.  That was it, he was starving to death.  He jumped off the bike and dug some bills out of his pocket. "Eh....This will get me something”, he muttered to himself.

He went into the restaurant and then saw Tony and Karen, both sitting at a table, sharing a Croissant.  So...that’s where they were !
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[Bully-Freak]

Trent went over to Tony's table.  "Look um...I need your help" he said urgently.

"What ?...Help you with what ? Why would I help a queer like you ?", Tony asked snarkily.

"Babe, don't be mean..." said Karen nudging Tony's shoulder.

"LOOK…..IT WAS ONE TIME…..ONE TIME !" screamed Trent.

"Yeah, Yeah, I heard about you and Kirby….Pervs", snickered Tony.

"Okay....Fuck you, Tony“, Trent said, “But seriously I need your help NOW!"

"What’s in it for me ?" asked Tony, looking for a payoff.

"I'll give you a couple bucks...I just need you to help me and my Clique to defeat those damn Townies…....", Trent said, hopping from one leg to another like he had to piss.

Tony thought for a minute. Why did Trent want HIS help ?  Fuck him.

"So you in or not?" asked Trent.

"Get lost, Dude", Tony said, and with that he got up and disappeared down into a stairwell.

Trent stood, mouth agape. Karen looked up. "I'll talk to him. Come back in a few minutes, OK ?"

Trent nodded dumbly, and left the Restaurant. He went looking for another bike, found one in front of the Prep's Gym. He stole it, ditching his damaged one, and returned to the Restaurant.
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[Mercury]

Tony's eyes were fixed on an invisible point. He touched Karen's hair, whose head was on his shoulder.  Thanks to the Chef of this French Restaurant, he had been informed of everything about the situation in Bullworth, and the news was that it was pretty unstable.  All the Cliques were fighting each other under cover, far away from the Prefects patrolling inside the Academy.  What did they think ?  That putting in a lot of rules in would make everyone nice ?  The door to the Basement squeaked, and the mustached face of the Chef appeared, taking Tony out of his thoughts.

"Tony ? Karen ?“, the Chef said. “There's a boy that wants to speak to you. He's dressed in white."

"That has to be Trent again", Tony grimaced. "Yeah, thanks, Sir, let him enter."

Trent took a few steps down to the Basement to come in.  He looked absolutely pathetic, with his blond hair messed up, and his Bullworth shirt covered with mud, sand, and dust.

"Tony... I need your help...", he pleaded again.

"You fucking cockroach, you've been working for Jake again, huh ?", Tony scoffed.

"Not anymore, I promise you ! I promise you !", Trent begged. "I'm not in it anymore... It's just...", Trent stumbled.

Karen had been looking up at Tony from her place on the mattress.

Tony stood up. "Ok, Ok…What's the deal ?"

"It's Zoe”, Trent said, “You probably don't know her, she was Jimmy's girlfriend..."

"So what ?", Tony said indifferently.

"She'll having trouble with the Townies, we gotta help her !", Trent agonized.

"What's in it for me ?", Tony asked again.

"I can pay you !“ Trent went on, “And anyway, these Townies are gonna bring trouble, one way or the other !"

Tony sighed. "How many are they ?"

"I counted ten, or so...", Trent guessed.

Tony took a look at Karen.  She nodded.  "All right....Let's go."

After Tony promised Karen he'll be coming back soon, the two boys left the Restaurant and jumped on Trent's stolen bike, and the Bully pedaled for two. On the road to Zoe's house, Trent explained the whole story.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Earlier, through the broken window of the dumpy house where Kurt and the other Rockers were squatting in, Kurt had watched as the Bullies came slowly down the road....Trent on a bike, and the rest following on foot, including Russell.

Where the Hell are they off to ?  Kurt wondered.

“What’cha looking at, baby ?” Lola said from the bed.
“Ahhh...Just Something”, Kurt replied.
“Come back to bed, OK ?  My cunny is itching”, Lola purred.
“In a minute.....”, Kurt said, watching the Bullies go by, heading down the road in the direction of the Chem Plant.

The Bullies were the dumbest and poorest of all the cliques at the school. From broken homes every one, they were often dumped at Bullworth by the state. The administration was more than happy to take government money for their tuition, to provide them with dorm living complete with Rats, and month-old stew with half-rancid meat served up from Edna’s kitchen. Real losers. the lot of them. ‘Wrong side of the tracks’ was a phrase made up just for them.

All except for Russell, Kurt thought, as he watched the group disappear down the street. Russell had access to his own house in the Vale, although no one ever seemed to be there. Kurt had heard Russell’s Dad was in Prison, and his Mother was a big-time alkie who was always drying out in one treatment center or another. Russell, never all that bright to begin with, had really gone around the bend over the past summer, Kurt had heard. The kids all called it the Endless Summer for some reason. Kurt didn’t know why. He hadn’t been around then.

Still gazing out the window, Kurt had been thinking about these things for about 10 minutes or so, while Lola coaxed him in the background. Suddenly, he saw Trent riding back from the way he came, riding hell bent for leather. His shirt was disheveled, and he had a wild look on his face. He zipped by the house, headed for the bridge to New Coverntry at top speed.

What the hell’s wrong with him ? Kurt thought. And where’s the rest of them ?
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[BloodChuckZ]

"All Right, Pinks...Come on out....The Interloper is gone".

Pinky re-entered from the side door after first peeking around the door to see if, indeed, they were alone again. "Stupid little Creep", she said, as she made her way back gingerly to the bed. She was showing some bruises from her run-in with Karen.

The Prep boy was nervous. "It was one of those low-lifes from that rat-infested dorm. I hope he doesn't go mouthing off to Derby. He doesn't need to know about...us...This".

No, for certain Derby couldn't find out about this. Derby would kick his royal ass, best friends or not, for messing around with his main squeeze. He was, after all, the boxing champion. And was tougher than all the other Preps put together.

"Go put a chair under that door, would you ?  We don't want any other interruptions, now do we ?'", Pinky said sweetly.

The Prep boy did as she asked. as he returned to the bed, he said, "If I had had my pants on, I would have given that hooligan a good thrashing".

"I know you would have", Pinky said softly. "Now, come over here".

"Maybe we shouldn't be doing this. If this gets back to Derby....", The Prep boy started.

Pinky sat up. "Look, Tad....Don't worry about Derby. I can handle Derby. Besides", She said, "The Lummox wouldn't even come and get me from the Infirmary and make sure I got over here safe. Big Macho Man on Campus can't be bothered to look after his girl".  She leaned over and nuzzled his neck. "You did that for me. Protected me”. She gave him a sexy look. “You’re not going to turn down your reward, are you ?”

Tad was breathing hard. “Oh, Yes, Pinks....I’d like that.....”.

Pinky lay back on the bed and spread her legs. “Come and get it then”, she said in a sultry voice.
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[BloodChuckZ]

“Hey, KURT....You oughtta see this”, the voice from the window said.

Lola Squealed in surprise. Kurt swore. “Geesus...Don’t you ever knock, Tibo ?”.

“Uh...Sorry....But you better come take a look at this”, Tibo said, looking at the mostly naked Lola.

“Eyes back in your head, T-boy”, Kurt said. “What’s so important ?’

“Your old pal just rode by on the back of some Bully kid’s bike”, Tibo said.

“Lemme see.”  Kurt poked his head out the window. Off in the distance, heading towards the houses on the West side, was Tony, riding on the back of Trent’s bike.

What the SHIT ?  Don’t they, like, not get along with each other ? What in the hell are they up to ?

Kurt looked at Tibo. “Get the boys together. Let’s go check this out. Tell them to use stealth....We’ll be outnumbered.”  He quickly pulled on his pants over Lola’s protests. “I’ll be back soon. Stay Put”.

I’ll get to the bottom of this. Let’s Rock.
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[Mercury]

Tony and Trent neared front of the old-looking house.  But as they approached, they immediately stopped, seeing some Townies gathered on the porch and hearing screams coming from inside.  Trent recognized Zoe's voice... It was definitely too late.  Tony put his hand on the Bully's shoulder.

"Listen, Trent.  Sometimes you gotta know.....We're outnumbered here”, Tony said, looking towards the road by the small Clinic, where a group of Townies had left the porch and were approaching them with Weapons.
 
"But... Where will I live now ?"  He Glanced towards the house. "And what about...Zoe ?"

"We'll find a solution", Tony said. "Now let's get back to the Restaurant."

Eluding the Townies, Trent pedaled between several houses, and passing by an alley, they saw several of the Rocker boys gathered and heading towards the West.  Unlike the Townies, they ignored the two boys on the bike.  Some time later, Tony and Trent arrived back at the French Restaurant.  Dismounting, they went in The bell on the door tinkled as they entered.  Karen was still in the booth.

"Oh, it is you, Tony !" the Chef exclaimed, coming from the back.

"Chef... My, uh...Friend is searching for a house for tonight", Tony asked.  "Have you got any ideas ?”

"Hmmm... I remember... A friend that is working for... Erm... A Sex Shop." The mustached Chef had said the three last words in a low tone of voice.

"Trent ? What do you say ?", asked Tony.

"I'm OK... I'm up for anything", Trent replied.

"Good !" Tony said absently, lost in thought. “Now, about Zoe…”

Suddenly, Tony abruptly headed toward the door.

"Hey, where you going ?", Karen hollered.

"To see somebody", Tony said as he exited through the door. "Maybe I can get some help."

Tony bounded out to the bike, mounted it, and took off.

Karen looked over at Trent. "What's going on ?"

Trent was dithering with the Chef, who was giving him indications about the location of the shop.  Ignoring Karen, he went to the door and left.

"Hey !", Karen squealed.  She looked at the Chef, who could only spread his arms and shake his head in puzzlement.
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