The Bullworth Never Ending Story

[BloodChuckZ]

One by one, the beaten Bullies came to. Groaning, Moaning, and spitting blood and a few teeth from their mouths, they staggered upright, and began searching for their own. The Townies who had attacked them were nowhere in sight.

"Davis...Davis...Where you at ?", Sputtered Ethan through split lips.
"Uhhhhooohhh....Over here, man", came a voice behind a crate.
"Troy ?  Wade ?  Where you guys ?", Tom called, staggering towards the other voices.
"Back Here...Shit, my head", Troy said, helping Wade to his feet.
"What about Russell....Aww, DAMM...Russell !!!"

Russell lay in a heap by a gate, knocked out. there were multiple powder burns on his face and clothing. He was breathing, however.

"Anybody seen Trent ", Tom muttered.
"Think he went off to get help", Someone said.
"Help from where ? Nobody wants to help us", Tom said.

"You sure about that ?" said a voice coming from a rider moving up the street towards them. The bullies gathered in a semi-circle as they watched the figure approach. He then fishtailed to a stop in front of them. "What seems to be your problem, Gentlemen ?"

The Bullies looked to each other and then back at the Stranger.

"Who are YOU ?, said Ethan at last.

"Why...You should pay more attention in School...You would have seen me around, if you weren't so busy beating up innocent kids half your size."

"Them's fighting words, stranger", choked Wade.

"Looks like you have already been in a fight.  Does not look like you did so well", continued the boy.  "I am Laurent, of the Jocks. My friend Tony came to find me and ask our help, after your Trent took him back to Bullworth Town. I believe he said something about a girl in trouble ?"

"So, they sent one skinny guy", said Davis. "Some help."

"Oh, I am here to help, all right", said Laurent.

"Yeah ?", said Tom. "You and what Army ?"

Laurent turned and pointed over his shoulder. "That Army".

The Bullies looked. Riding up the street towards them was what looked like the entire Jock clique, helmets on and carrying bats and boards.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Kurt and the Rockers moved slowly out into the large littered lot behind their house. When they had cleared around an old junk rail car, Kurt again saw Trent, with Tony on the back, riding away from a group of houses and back towards the main road.  Some of those Townies were following at a distance.

What in hell were they doing back there ? Seeing Trent and Tony receding in the distance, he motioned his group ahead. Spread out, they advanced on the row of houses. When they had advanced to almost the end one, across from what appeared to be a clinic of some sort, he raised his hand to signal them to stop. He had heard something.

From inside the last house, Kurt heard what sounded like muffled screaming and harsh laughter. As he was about to move forward, the front door suddenly opened, and two of the Town Boys appeared. From the open door, Kurt could hear the screams more clearly. They were a girl’s cries....Cries of pain.

The two Townie boys took up positions on the front porch, one on each side of the now-closed door. Kurt motioned his boys to sneak around the sides of the house. They would need a distraction. Kurt stooped and picked up some large rocks, then boldly walked up to the steps of the house.

“Hey...What’s going on in there ?", He asked.
“Move it along, Sonny Boy...This doesn’t concern you” Said one of the Town Boys.
“Yeah...Why dont’cha just keep on walking, if you know what’s good for you” said the other.

The Rocker boys had scaled the fence next to the house while Kurt provided his distraction.  Picking up some boards and sticks that were littered around the yard, they moved swiftly to the rickety back porch.  When they were in position, they kicked in the door and rushed inside.

Out front, the Townie Boys had started menacingly down the front steps at Kurt.  “We told you to scram....Vamoose little boy, before you get hurt...Or we’ll make you.....”

Both the Townie Boys turned at the sudden commotion from inside, and began to run up the steps. Kurt quickly followed from behind, bringing down the rocks he held in his hands hard on the backs of their heads.  Both of the Townies went down in a heap.

The Rocker Boys broke in through to the single room to a awful sight.  On a bed was Zoe, naked except for her boots, being held down by two burly Townies, while another very large Townie with his pants down was just finishing up having his way with the squirming, screaming girl.  Standing around the bed were three other Townies. Surprised at the interruption, the Townies froze. The Rockers charged them with sticks and boards swinging.
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[BloodChuckZ]

“Which way ?” Asked Casey.
“I think I know where”, Said Tom.  He turned. “Some of you guys...Get Russell over to that empty meat slaughterhouse. He stayed there once, hiding from the Cops.  Stay with him he comes around.”  He turned to Casey. “Let’s Go !!”
"I'm coming too !", Ethan proclaimed.

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Kurt continued up the steps and kicked open the door. A Townie came stumbling backward out the door from a punch.  Kurt grabbed him and swung him around, smashing him up against the side of the house, knocking him out.  The fighting spilled out of the house, Townies exiting first, then the Rockers after, pelting them with boards as they went.  The Rockers had taken them by surprise, and had gained the upper hand in the battle.  The Townies were being beaten down.

“WE NEED HELP HERE !!!” A Townie yelled out.  Almost immediately the entire lot was filled with Town boys coming out of houses and the nearby Tattoo Parlor. They rushed the Rockers, grabbing them, punching them, two and three on one.  The Rockers fought back, but were soon overwhelmed.  Kurt was grabbed by two Townies, while at third started punching him in the gut.

Suddenly, from the street, there appeared what seemed to be a dozen bikes, all being ridden by boys in helmets.  The Jocks had arrived, and rode directly into the melee, dropping their bikes and beating and slamming the Townie boys into the ground.  The Rockers who were able rejoined the fight, and soon it was the Townies who were outnumbered.  The battle raged on for a short while, until the ground was littered with what seemed to be twenty or more knocked out Townies. The remaining Townies began to run and scatter, pursued by the Jocks.

Trent pulled up and skidded on a newly-stolen bike.  Looking around, he saw at all the bodies withering on the ground, and the Jocks and Rockers chasing after the running Townies. Over by the front steps, Ethan was helping an injured Kurt to the porch. Trent dropped the bike and went over to them. “Huh...Where’s Zoe ?” He asked.

Kurt struggled to answer. “Girl...Must...Be...Inside...Still...”

Trent ran up the steps and through the open door. Looking around, he saw a naked Zoe on the bed. She was in a daze, crying. He went to her.  There was blood on the sheet.  Trent grabbed a blanket, wrapped it around her, and picked her up.  Exiting the house, he carried her down the steps.

Pausing to talk to Ethan, he said, “Tell the boys I got us a place to stay over in Bullworth Town”. Ethan nodded as Tom came up.

Zoe stirred in his arms.  “I thought you dumb fucks were gonna take care of those assholes for me.....”

“Uh...Well...They’re taken care of....Now”, Trent said.

“Little...Too...Late....”, Zoe said, groggily. Then, she passed out.

Trent carried her across the road to the Clinic, and then inside.
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[Mercury]

Tony looked through the dirty window.  Down the wide street, there were various colored shops, including one called the Yum-Yum Market.  Many people were passing by, an old man with a yellow tie, a guy with a shaved head, and, like everywhere, a Policeman.  Tony didn't really pay attention, but he was sure he had already seen this Cop’s face before.

Although he never much willingly talked to authority figures….Except the other night, on the beach….He and Karen had almost got busted.  Thanks to his negotiating skills, he had saved them. But Tony remembered his promise….Help him to find a woman.  He dressed with his black tie on, and went out, after kissing Karen and informing the Chef that we will be coming back for lunch.  He started off down the sidewalk, catching up to the Cop.

The Policeman didn't look very happy himself, in fact.  His back was curved, and he looked down at his feet while walking.  His life really had to be boring without a woman.

"Erm... Hello, Sir !” Tony said brightly.

"Beat it, kid !", the Cop said, without looking up.

"Don't you remember me ? The other night, on the Beach ?", Tony asked.

The Cop looked up. "Don't remind me of that night, kid... I cried a lot..."

"Now, I promised”, Tony said, “And I'm here to help you to find a woman, Sir."

Tony's last sentence provoked a smile from the older man.  He put his hand on Tony’s shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Well, have you ever seen the woman with a pink dress, in town ? It's her."

"So, what could I do for you ?", Tony offered.

"She often hangs out in Old Bullworth Vale, near the Aquaberry shop, and... I've heard she likes chocolates”, the Cop related.

"Understood !  I've got just the Idea !”, Tony said eagerly.

"From Officer Williams !" the man said with a wink.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Jake sat on the boulder on a cliff high above the West end of Bullworth Vale.  He had accessed this spot through a vacant property, scaled the rocks up to this spot, a relatively easy climb if one knew just where to look.  From here, he could just about see all of the Vale, the Carnival, some of Bullworth Town and the school in the distance.  Jake was thinking, as much as it was possible for him, being whacked out and all. 

For some reason, his plan hadn’t worked out.  Before he could make his move, Cops and Prefects had flooded the Campus.  The Students had scattered, those who were able, and many went to ground outside the Academy in their own little groups.  They were being bussed in and bussed out, allowing little time for interaction among themselves. There had been no cries raised for an Ultimate Fixer.  Instead, they had whimped out and left.

Jake wasn’t giving up. He was still cunning, though, and he had a new plan.  It was simple…The way to control the Cliques was supply and demand…..Each Clique had a specialty that would be desired by the other Cliques….The Nerds could supply test answers, The Greasers could repair anything, The Jocks could supply much-needed protection in sports-related classes, The Preps could supply the finer things in life, namely editable food, which they received regular shipments of from home.  The Bullies could supply questionable protection….Well, the Bullies were a sorry lot, with no talents other than being Bullies….Didn’t matter, he could use the other Cliques to keep them in check.

Jake had been a busy boy.  The night after the bombings, he had broken into The Worn-In clothing store and had stolen some outfits.  He especially liked the “Incognito” outfit, along with the shades and hat, which made him almost unnoticeable.  He had also swiped some cash, which he used at the Yum-Yum store for some food, and at the Final Cut to have his hair colored and styled totally different.  Taken together, he looked like a wholly different person.  Which was fine with him.
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[Mercury]

The Clique Leaders awoke the following morning to find envelopes slipped under their doors where they were staying in the dead of night……

Brave Knights,
Our land has been a land of peace, a long time ago. But now, Kingdoms fight for a futile victory.  We all want the old times to come back, that's why I propose to your leader to meet me on the beach West of the School and by the Bridge leading to Bullworth Vale, in one week, after School.
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To all Greasers,
We all know that learning in books will never be as good as manual practice.  Some kids of this School have never touched a car, a pipe or even a Motor.  Your skills are useful for all, and war isn't a solution.  That's why I propose to your leader to meet me on the beach West of the School and by the Bridge leading to Bullworth Vale, in one week, after School.
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To the strong Jocks,
The future of Bullworth is not only based on the Football team.  We never used to loose.  But if you are wasting your time by beating up little kids, you won't even be able to train.  That's why I propose to your leader to meet me on the beach West of the School and by the Bridge leading to Bullworth Vale, in one week, after School.
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Dear Wealthy Boys,
Everyone knows you are superior to any other Students.  Only you can bring a little class and politeness while looking well into this school.  Why would you fight ?  It is only time wasting, time that you could use to become more known everywhere, or go shopping to buy expensive clothes.  That's why I propose to your leader to meet me on the beach West of the School and by the Bridge leading to Bullworth Vale, in one week, after School.
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Trent,
You dumbass, you have to be on the beach beach West of the School and by the Bridge leading to Bullworth Vale, in one week, after School.
Got that ?  If you don't come... You know what's waiting for you.
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[BloodChuckZ]

The Ultimate Fixer.  In one week, Jake would take the first steps to regain his control over the cliques. Only this time, they would be doing the supplying.  No more raids for panty-ante small-time merchandise.  He would assume the role of middleman and arbitrator.  And they would gladly give up their precious items and talents, BEG him to take them and restore order. He laughed a long silent laugh. 

A council of Peace, to avoid the threat of War.  He knew that some in the cliques blamed those in other cliques for the bombings.  But after the ruckus died down, after they knew that each had been bombed equally, even the Girls….Well, they would be afraid. Real afraid. And Jake could use that fear.

Jake would tell them that had been bombed by Terrorists.  With a new Identity,  he would tell them he had been checking around since he had come to the Vale Valley.  Ear to the ground, going places the Cops couldn’t.  It was not just one bomber, there was a group.  He would tell them he had been in contact with them, and could guarantee their future safety in exchange for their money, goods and services.  All they had to do would be to co-operate, and let him, Jake, take care of the rest. It was brilliant.  The same plan used by governments worked for stupid adults, and would work for stupid kids as well.

Jake looked down at the Carnival from his perch on the bolder.  He would need a new base of operations in the meantime. There was a job opening at the Carnival in the Souvenir Booth. Looking different now, older, Jake would get that job. It would be the perfect spot to lay low, and to keep an eye on things. 

Jake smiled. He had always liked the Carnival. Soon, real soon, he would really become The Ultimate Fixer. And, in the deal, he could get rich…And take over the School.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Zoe had awoken in the Blue Skies Clinic the morning after the big battle to find Trent sleeping in a chair by her bed.

“Hey….HEY !!!”, she said, whacking him in the shoulder.

“Wha…Huh…”, Sputtered Trent. “Uhhh…I’m awake…awake…”

“I thought you assholes was going to protect me” Zoe said. “What the hell happened to that ? You dumb fucks get lost or something ?”

Trent struggled to sit up. “We…Uhh…Found them…Well, they bushwhacked us…Even got Russell…”

“They got Russell ?”, Zoe said, surprised. “Seesus fricking….Who saved me then ?”

Trent explained what he knew, how the Townies had lain in wait for his group, had swarmed and attacked them, how he had gotten away and went to get Tony, how that new Rocker Clique had snuck into the house somehow to battle the Townies attacking Zoe, how Tony had enlisted the help of the Jocks to show up and tip the battle against the Townies, and finishing with his carrying Zoe out of the house and over to the Clinic.

Zoe laid back in the bed after hearing Trent’s account of what happened. Then…”Who are these Rocker boys ?” I never heard of them.”

“They are...Uh…were a new group at school this year. The Preps used their influence to get them expelled off Campus after they started a brawl between the Greasers and the Preps….There’s only like six of them….They’re…Ahh…Weird….Pretty Violent."

Zoe smirked. “Like you and your guys aren’t ?"

“Well…we’re not, like…Freaks”, Trent said.

Zoe looked at Trent. “Just what are you doing here, anyway ?"

Trent looked away. “I…Um…Just wanted to see…Er, make sure that…you know, you was gonna be alright….”

Zoe considered that for a moment. “Maybe you do have some uses."

Trent was silent. After a while Zoe said, “I can’t go back to my house. Not without some weapons and protection. You get me some M-80 Firecrackers and one of those Spud Guns from the Nerds. One of those Bottle Rocket launchers too."

Trent started, “They’re going to want something for them….”

Zoe laughed. “Tell them I’ll sic Jimmy on them when he gets out of Jail if they don’t help me…Or just beat them up, and take what you need…Get this Tony friend of yours to help…I don’t really care how…Just do it.”  She paused. “I’ve got to get those bastards who did this to me. I’ve got to fix them so they can never do this again. I know who those fuckers are, Big Darrell and his gang.  I will hunt them down, one by one, if I have to.  They’re not going to get away with this, and you and your boys are going to help me.  Unless, you all are a bigger bunch of wusses than I thought. Unless, you all are just going to slink away with your tails between your legs after what those asswipes did to you. Unless, you don’t want revenge."

“Why…Uh….Sure, we want revenge !”, Trent exclaimed. “But…There’s so many of them….How’re we gonna….”

Zoe settled back in the bed. “Just leave that to me.  I know where that rapist bastard hangs out.  Know where they all sleep.  I’ll do the planning.” She smiled a rueful smile. “I learned a lot from Jimmy. That dickwad’s nuts are gonna be Toast.”
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[Mercury]

The owner of the Yum-Yum Market near the Chef’s restaurant was a smiling man.  He had his black hair combed back, although he didn't seem to be a Greaser or have anything in common with them. Tony took a look at the objects lying on the counter, as samples.  There was not, like the name of the market could suggest, only just food….Next to the eggs, the soda and the potatoes, there was chocolates, a bunch of flowers, and spray cans perfect for an art project, as the man said.  Tony bought the pink box of chocolates and a spray can, and paid, happy that money wouldn't be a problem for a long time.

He went out, the items in his hands.  There were more people out than this morning, and some Students were passing by, looking for another stupid joke to do. Tony walked in the direction of the heart of Old Bullworth Vale, eyes searching for his target.  But as he passed the Glass Jaw, a familiar voice from behind stopped him.

"Who do I see there ? Tony !", a voice said. He swung around to see a familiar blue Aquaberry dress.

"I don't have time for this, Pinky”, he scowled.

“Those for me ?”, purred Pinky, approaching him.

“No”, Tony replied shortly, hiding the chocolates behind his back.

"Oh, that's too bad”, pouted Pinky.  With both hands on her hips, bent to speak directly into Tony's ear, chin on his shoulder. "Just when I wanted to show you my new.…. Panties."

"I got something to do, and anyways, Karen doesn't want me to speak to you again”, Tony said, his breath coming shorter.

"Look at this... The obedient little boy”, Pinky remarked. “Do you know what she did to me last month ?"

"I don't, and I just don't care.", Said Tony, looking away.

"Listen…“, Pinky purred, “I really like you. And you know... Sometimes we have to disobey."

She took Tony's hand, and put it on her left breast. The boy felt his heart beating faster, but he didn't do anything.  Pinky continued, "I know you like this.…Your Karen doesn't have them this size, and not this soft..."

"So what ?", Tony retorted,  but squeezed Pinky’s boob without even realizing it.

"What could interest you in that Ugly Girl ?", Pinky asked disgustedly, pulling his hand off her boob.

"You're jealous, Pinky !”. Tony said, and walked away, not wanting to listen to any more words from Pinky, who followed him for a moment.  He felt his desire rising, despite himself.  After awhile, he glanced around.  He was up to the Shops area of the Vale, and couldn’t see Pinky anymore. He turned the corner, and walked North, Arriving in front of the Aquaberry Fashion Store.

He glanced around, looking for the woman  He could swear he had seen a pink dress from a distance.  He moved back South, where he had a sightline on all the pedestrian streets, and found his target immediately. The woman was queuing before the Movie Theater Cinema.  He walked rapidly towards her, approaching from behind.

"Hello there, Ma'am.", Tony said.

"Hey kid !”, the woman replied, “You're dressed pretty good for your age !"

"Oh, thanks... In fact, I'm only a Delivery Boy”, Tony admitted.

"Really ?", The woman asked. “Is that for….Me ?”

"This is for you….From the Officer Williams”, Tony said, handing her the chocolates.

"Oooh !“, the woman gushed. “This is sooo sweet !"

The naive little box had its effect, like always. Tony didn't understand why this type of thing actually worked.

"Have a good film then, ma'am”, Tony said, turning to go.

"Wait !” the woman called. “Here's for your kindness."  She gave Tony $10 dollars.
Now that this mission was over, it was time to go back to the Restaurant.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Kurt held a council with the other Rockers.  “We have got to move. It’s not safe here”, he said.

“Where we gonna go ? Everybody hates us…”, Tibo said.

“Lola knows a place for us”, Kurt pointed at the girl sitting next to him.

“You gonna trust that slut ?”, A smaller Rocker boy named Benny said. “Just cause you’re boning her don’t count for shit. She’s a Greaser chick, and…..”
Benny was interrupted by a hard smack to the mouth from Kurt.

“Shut your fucking pie-hole !! You ever, EVER call her that again, and I’ll waste you, You got that ? GOT IT ?” Screamed Kurt at the smaller boy.

“Ok. Ok…Whatever”, Said Benny, wiping blood from his lip. “Sorry…”

“So, where is this place ?”, Tibo said after a short pause.

Lola spoke up. “It’s like, the old Movie Theater over in Bullworth Town. I used to go there with Johnny….” She trailed off. “Anyway, I know how to get in the place from the back….It’s safe…More roomier too”.

There was a general buzz of agreement from the other Rockers.

“All right then…Pack it up”, Kurt ordered, getting up. “Let’s move out”.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Throughout that week, Tony was becoming a Hero. The word had spread about how he had saved Karen from the bomb in the Girl’s dorm. When the Police had questioned the Jocks, Laurant had told them how Tony had rushed into the Dorm just seconds before the blast, and how he and Constantinos had helped a shaken Tony and a semi-conscious Karen off campus.  With collaborating testimony from other witnesses at the scene that night, the Cops now considered Tony not a suspect in the bombings.  By way of answering the Jocks questions, the Cops let on that they were close to making an arrest, and that their main suspect was not a Student at the School, but an Adult outside of it.

The following day after classes, Laurent came by the Chef's Restaurant to tell Tony the news. Not only was there no suspicion on him, but he could return to classes tomorrow. And, the head of the School, Dr. Crabblesnich, wanted to see him right away.

Leaving Karen at the restaurant, Tony rode his Skateboard over to the School, falling off it a couple times.  He never could quite the hang of it.  At the main gate, he was met by two patrolling Prefects, keeping everyone out of the School Campus after class hours.  Identifying himself, Tony was let through, and told to go to the Office. Arriving at the School Office, he was met by Ms. Danvers, who showed him in to the Head’s Office.

“Well, Tony my boy….Good to see you, good to see you. Hear you’ve become something of a Hero these days”, Crabblesnitch said.

“Well, not a Hero, sir…I was just doing what I had to….”, Tony began.

“Nonsense, my boy, you did a very brave thing…That poor girl could have been seriously hurt…” He paused to shake his head. “Or worse still.  We owe you a debt of gratitude here, my boy….This is a stellar School we have here, just stellar…This kind of thing can give it a black mark, you see, but you can help change that".

Tony fidgeted in the chair. “Um..I don’t see how I can…”

“Don’t be so modest, my boy…Having you around on Campus will be an inspiration to the other students. Especially after all this unpleasantness….You’re just what the School needs.  I’m going to tell all your Teachers that they have a top-notch Student in you, just top-notch. I think you’ll find the classloads a bit easier from now on. And, I believe you’ll find the Prefects may go a little easier on things as well, where you are concerned. You’ll be a great morale-booster, Tony my boy, just great for the School.”

“Well, umm…If you say so, Sir…But I thought morale was Pete’s job around here…”

Crabblesnitch leaned back in his massive overstuffed chair and frowned. “Unfortunate business that, unfortunate….We had to suspend him for the rest of the term, at least until he gets counseling for….Well, just unfortunate, is all….” He sat forward. "But in the meantime, we can use a boy of your talents to help keep the peace here at the school.  Work with us, and you may find we can be quite generous.”

“Well, uhh,” Tony said slowly. “OK, Sir.... I wouldn’t mind helping out.”

“Excellent…Just Excellent.” Crabblesnitch said. “Oh, and that girl…Karen Johnson, is it ?  She’ll be returning back as well, I hope. I trust she has recovered from her experience ?”

“Uh, Yeah”, Tony said. “Yeah, she’s OK, was shook up a bit, but she’s allright.”

“That’s good to hear, my boy, good to hear. Then I’ll expect you both back in class tomorrow. See that you’re here. I believe you’re worth a try.” He rose from his chair. “That is all”.
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Leaving the School grounds, Tony found Constantinos waiting for him by the Front Gate.

“I heard you had to go see the head”, Constantinos said. “How’d it go ?”

Tony considered. “Weird, just weird. They sacked Pete for some reason, and now Crabblesnitch wants me to, like, kinda take his place or something.” Tony shook his head. “I don’t know….Seems this place is corrupt clear up to the top….Just fucking weird.”

“So…What are you gonna do ?”, asked Constantinos.

Tony thought for a second. “I think…I’m going to play along…Least for a while.” He looked at Constantinos. “You know, I’m going to need my ears. You in ?”

“Sure thing, Bos…Tony”, Constantinos grinned. “You know I’m in.”

"Good”, Tony sighed. “All this place is like…Rusty, you know ?  Com’on with me to the Restaurant if you want, I need to see Karen."
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[Mercury]

Next day, during the Lunch hour, at the Football Field, there was, again, a fight.  Two Nerds were in the center of a circle of three Jocks, menacing them with their weapons, even though they knew that the Jocks had the advantage.  There was the Jock with a scar, Juri, who ran into Tony the early days, a black one known as Bo, and Laurent.  Before the first hit could be given, a voice shouted from above the stairs, "STAY WHERE YOU ARE !!"

The Prefect ran in direction of the group, and they immediately scattered.  He was wearing a blue coat, and on his back, the emblem of the school was printed, and around it "Bullworth Academy Security".  He ran after one of the escaping Nerds, an easy target. After getting him, his hand on his neck, he applied the routine busting move, a kind of move that is pretty effective.  He put one hand, open, on the neck of the skinny Nerd.  The second hand came under the chin, pushing vertically.  The combination made the spinal column bend inevitably, and caused the kid to fall on the ground.  This move wasn't easy to do, but anyone learning it will be sure to make an opponent powerless.

"COME BAAACK HERE !!"  This time, the Prefect had shouted in direction of Laurent.  Tony smiled.  He knew that the prefects had no knowledge of  Parkour.  Laurent easily climbed a few walls, while the Prefect looked at him, arms hanging by his side, helpless.  After a while, he turned and walked away, as if nothing had happened.

After laughing with Constantinos, Tony reminded himself that he was coming down here for Laurent, who had just run away. "Come on, Constantinos, let's go find him !"
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[BloodChuckZ]

The 10 newly refurbished rooms at the In and Out motel was now the temporary home to a few of the Non-Clique kids…Angie, Christy, Gloria, Melody, Gordon, Ivan, Lance, Pedro…were all bunked two to a room, and Mandy, who had once been the steady girl of Ted, the Jock leader, had to share a room with Ms. Phillips, who had been assigned to watch over them.

Angie, as usual, was giggling over a boy, something Christy was getting tired of hearing about.
“What do you think of that Prep boy, Gord, Ah-hah-hah-ah-hah-ha….He’s so cute !”
“Angie, that boy’s a queer”, Christy sighed. Will this little twit ever stop yammering ?
“Really ? How do you know that ? Oh-hoo-hoo, That is sooo wild !!”
“It’s not hard to tell…When you see him kissing another boy”, Christy said.
“Well, who do you like ? Sure there’s someone, isn’t there ?”, Angie asked.

Christy was quiet for a minute. Who DID she like ? After that incident last year with those two boys who were fighting over her, she had steered clear of any relationships. She wanted to graduate this time around, so she could do whatever she wanted, all the time. But….If she could have a choice….It might be Bryce, a wrestler who hung around the Preps Glass Jaw Gym, even though he really didn't seem one of them. Strong, and quiet…In fact, she didn’t think she had ever heard him speak at all. And, just like Christy, was a loner…

“Well, who Christy ? You’re thinking of someone, I can tell”, Angie said.
“No…Nobody special”, said Christy, thinking again of Bryce. “Nobody special."
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[Mercury]

"Tony ? You came back to School ?" Laurent exclaimed as the two boys found him.

"As you can see, Laurent”, Tony said, spreading his hands.

"Oui”, Laurent replied. “You have time to wander ?"

"Of course”, Tony grinned,  “And I need to meet a Prefect anyway."

Tony didn't have to wait a long time. The Prefect patrolling nearby had black hair, and seemed to be constantly frowning. He was wearing the same jacket as the Prefect at the Football Field.

"Hello there, Sir”, Tony presented himself.

"You three look suspicious !” the Prefect barked.  “Or do you want to report violence ? Vandalism ?"

"Nothing like that” Tony replied, “I just wanted to present myself.  My name's Tony Calderone."

The Prefect‘s demeanor suddenly changed. "Are you the Tony that the headmaster was talking about ?"

"Umm…I guess so”, Tony said, "Could you please bring me the names of the kids that aren’t coming back just yet ?"

“Sure thing”, the Prefect replied, and reaching into the vest pocket of his blue coat, produced a notebook.  Tony noticed a small nametag marked "Edward". Flipping the notebook open, he tore out a page and handed it to Tony. "If I can do anything else, just ask me."

The Prefect turned and walked off.  Climbing the back steps, he disappeared behind a door leading into the school. This all was too easy... Simply asking to get anything ?  Was Pete always in the same situation ?  Anyway, this list will be useful for what Tony had in mind.

Laurent and Constantinos were suitably impressed.
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Jake ended his shift for the day, closing up the Carnival Souvenir Tent at 11 p.m. He had been right…This was the perfect spot to carry out his plans. After just his second day at the Carnival, he had scoped out all sorts of hiding spots for the merchandise he had in mind. Under rides, nooks and crannies in the Fun House, in the Souvenir Tent itself, even in caves around the Carnival….And was sure he could find more.

He had hired in under the name of Ace Adams, and told them he was 18. They didn’t really care. Carnivals had always been a place for the unwanted and unneeded, castoffs from society. Had a past that you wanted hidden, or just forgotten about, the Carnival was the place for you. Nobody asked questions. You could be an Ax Murderer, it didn’t make a difference. No one took notice of his strange outfit. There were all kinds of weirdos, misfits, whackos, and freaks here already. No one paid them any attention. The public didn’t really see Carnies…Except for the ones in the Freakshow Tent, that was, but even those didn’t have names…Only some grotesque image to make children squeal in fear and the adults turn away in disgust. Quickly forgotten about. This was the perfect place, all right. As much as Jake could move around the various Towns unobserved, he would be even less noticed here.

A Carnie’s life fit Jake just fine. He even briefly considered just staying there. But Jake wanted Power. He wanted Respect. And he wanted to be Feared. Controlling the School would give him all of that, and more…It would give him a start along the road to bigger and more powerful things he could control. And then, even more Power.

For this little plan he had in mind, he had a bunch of dirty, smelly Arabs a half a world away to thank. Without them, there would be no Terrorists that everyone was all so afraid of now. Even the mention of the name brought fear to the average citizen. They were everywhere, so it seemed….In your town, on your street…And now, so it seemed, ‘they’ had attacked Bullworth Academy.

Jake laughed to himself. Those idiots would swallow the story hook, line, and sinker. He wasn’t dealing with the brightest of minds here, and Jake knew himself to be superior in every way. Once they were afraid of an invisible boogyman, he could get them to do whatever he wanted. They would give over control to him…Would demand he take it. Whatever it took to allay their fear. It was classic, and had been used down throughout history to control the masses.  If only the Idiots had paid more attention in History class…

Jake smirked. There was no History Class at Bullworth. All the better for him. He finished up closing his tent. Just a few days to go….And Jake would be on his way to greatness.
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