J.A.R., chapter 11
Mike sighed, looking down at his Ramones tee with a black long sleeve underneath. He was ready for school and the teacher was probably going to give him pure hell. He flopped back on the bed, it only took a few seconds for the door to open and a hand come down to smack Mike hard over his head. The muffled scream was enough to let the intruder know to back off. Mike jumped up, facing Billie, he smirked. He punched him in the arm and Billie shriveled up, "HEY!! I HAVE BEEN LIFTING WEIGHTS!!! Respect the muscles forming!" Mike simply snorted, yeah right.
The group piled into the car, making there way to school. Mike rested the back of his head against the window, Billie nudged him whispering, "Where were you last night?"
Mike closed his eyes, "I slept over at Jason's."
Billie shook his head, "But you didn't go to your locker after school either."
Jason interveined, "What is this? 20 questions? Let him be, Bill." That left Billie scowling in the back for the rest of the ride, not saying that anyone was complaining to the silence.
Getting out, Jason walked over to Mike, "Don't piss him off, I don't need another reason to beat your head in." Mike snarled, his teacher would get pissed at anything, it wouldn't matter then either.
He trudged through the mess of students and as soon as the bell rang he made a move to not go to class, but Billie was secretly right behind him. He snagged Mike's arm and gave him the warning look, "Don't get yourself into deeper shit already..." How did Billie know? Mike thought.
Stepping into class the teen surveyed the room, students were staring at him but he just ignored it. Sitting down he took one last glance around the room, people were still awed by his prescence, "Kepp staring.... I might do a trick," he finally spat. The teacher hadn't come yet so letting lose some frustration was a good thing. The class imediatle put there head down, no one really wanted to mess with Mike when he was pissed.
The teacher, Mr. Jennings, came in. He scanned the room till he got to Mike, "You know, I have a real mind to suspend you. You get off lucky, I'm giving you a detention but you better not mes up again!"
Mike laughed, "I'm not serving ANYTHING for you... you mean absolutly nothing to me!"
Mr. Jennings spoke, "Oh, I beg to differ, Michael." The hard-ass teacher went over to his phone, "Hello.... yes, do you have a Jason Relva in that class?..... good, can you send him down?.... Thank you, I'll get him back to you right away..... Uh well it says here that he's a partial gaudian of Michael Pritchard and I need to have a word with him.... okay, bye."
Mr. Jennings turned to Mike, "I hope you heard that!" Mike rolled his eyes, Jason was going to come here, to his class!!That's enough to piss him off! Mike thought.
Jason stepped into the class, his face was unreadable as he stepped up to Mr. Jennings, "You called me down here..." the crazed bastard smiled.
"Yes, actually I'm having a bit of a problem with Michael here. I help him out and still he refuses to cooperate."
Jason's expression hardened, "Define helped."
The bright smile the teacher had worn faded, "I could easily just kick him out of here, all I do is give him a detention and still he fights!"
Jason questioned, "Oh! And what would you write on that suspension or detention form? I brought up the subject about the parents that he DOEN'T have and he got upset! Yeah that will go over well!"
Mr. Jennings took offense, "Excuse me?"
Jason was on a roll this time, "Oh! And you know what else?.... he isn't serving that detention.... if anything I could take this so the principal and see how that goes down... hmm?"
Mr. Jennings adjusted his collar, "GET OUT OF MY CLASS!! YOU HOOLIGAN!!"
This time Mike stood up, "Just 'cause he actually HAS an opinion of his own doesn't mean you can just kick him out.... it's called reality!!"
The teacher stood over Mike, "I suggest you quiet down!"
Mike spat, "Shove it you peice of shit!" The bell rang and the class piled out, never again to Mr. Jennings speak of Mike or his family.
The group piled into the car, making there way to school. Mike rested the back of his head against the window, Billie nudged him whispering, "Where were you last night?"
Mike closed his eyes, "I slept over at Jason's."
Billie shook his head, "But you didn't go to your locker after school either."
Jason interveined, "What is this? 20 questions? Let him be, Bill." That left Billie scowling in the back for the rest of the ride, not saying that anyone was complaining to the silence.
Getting out, Jason walked over to Mike, "Don't piss him off, I don't need another reason to beat your head in." Mike snarled, his teacher would get pissed at anything, it wouldn't matter then either.
He trudged through the mess of students and as soon as the bell rang he made a move to not go to class, but Billie was secretly right behind him. He snagged Mike's arm and gave him the warning look, "Don't get yourself into deeper shit already..." How did Billie know? Mike thought.
Stepping into class the teen surveyed the room, students were staring at him but he just ignored it. Sitting down he took one last glance around the room, people were still awed by his prescence, "Kepp staring.... I might do a trick," he finally spat. The teacher hadn't come yet so letting lose some frustration was a good thing. The class imediatle put there head down, no one really wanted to mess with Mike when he was pissed.
The teacher, Mr. Jennings, came in. He scanned the room till he got to Mike, "You know, I have a real mind to suspend you. You get off lucky, I'm giving you a detention but you better not mes up again!"
Mike laughed, "I'm not serving ANYTHING for you... you mean absolutly nothing to me!"
Mr. Jennings spoke, "Oh, I beg to differ, Michael." The hard-ass teacher went over to his phone, "Hello.... yes, do you have a Jason Relva in that class?..... good, can you send him down?.... Thank you, I'll get him back to you right away..... Uh well it says here that he's a partial gaudian of Michael Pritchard and I need to have a word with him.... okay, bye."
Mr. Jennings turned to Mike, "I hope you heard that!" Mike rolled his eyes, Jason was going to come here, to his class!!That's enough to piss him off! Mike thought.
Jason stepped into the class, his face was unreadable as he stepped up to Mr. Jennings, "You called me down here..." the crazed bastard smiled.
"Yes, actually I'm having a bit of a problem with Michael here. I help him out and still he refuses to cooperate."
Jason's expression hardened, "Define helped."
The bright smile the teacher had worn faded, "I could easily just kick him out of here, all I do is give him a detention and still he fights!"
Jason questioned, "Oh! And what would you write on that suspension or detention form? I brought up the subject about the parents that he DOEN'T have and he got upset! Yeah that will go over well!"
Mr. Jennings took offense, "Excuse me?"
Jason was on a roll this time, "Oh! And you know what else?.... he isn't serving that detention.... if anything I could take this so the principal and see how that goes down... hmm?"
Mr. Jennings adjusted his collar, "GET OUT OF MY CLASS!! YOU HOOLIGAN!!"
This time Mike stood up, "Just 'cause he actually HAS an opinion of his own doesn't mean you can just kick him out.... it's called reality!!"
The teacher stood over Mike, "I suggest you quiet down!"
Mike spat, "Shove it you peice of shit!" The bell rang and the class piled out, never again to Mr. Jennings speak of Mike or his family.
