Jem…Chapter 22

Chapter 22

*Michael………….

Progress…I’ve definitely made some progress.

Today’s Friday and I had showed up for my classes today and yesterday. With my schedule set I have school on Monday mornings until lunch, and all day on Thursday and well today. And just like yesterday I pulled into Adam’s parking spot extra early just to piss him off.

But...

Thursday he or someone keyed my car. Thursday night him and his flock of sheeple were down at this place called The Eagle which is dance club meets country club and is a place were Adam and his crowd seem to go to hang out at. A little patience and keeping and eye out for the parking lot kid… and a good sharp combat knife and…

And this morning...

Oh it was funny as shit to see Adam’s peons getting off the bus. Oh not out of his majesties car, he drives a two seater Saab thingy and he’s much too cool to pack people into his precious car.

He was also pretty predictable in the other spot he chose to park at. The same front row closest to the building but at the far end of it just to be “exclusive.” And away from me. I was rewarded by the scream his girlfriend had made and the yells he had made himself when they had gotten out of the car and there was for the strangest reason….

A small minefield of dog crap all over that one parking spot.

And all over her expensive shoes, and his expensive shoes…Oap!

Adam was wearing sandals this morning.

And when he noticed “it”…it seems this little piggy went woof, woof, woof all the way to the closest garbage can.

I set up my toy. It’s just a sticker for my windshield saying “Web camera onboard vehicle.” I make a show of putting one in the front window, and the rear window and then play with the dash…really just setting the radio and then taking out my smart phone look at it, and then at outside the car. Then just put my phone away.

Hey like I said I’m a Veronica Mars fan. Sassy, hot little Nancy Drew with a taser and all that attitude she’s smart too and I so have a thing with smart girls. There are no cameras; they just think that they are.

Adam and his girlfriend are late for classes by two whole periods and they are not amused all through honors English.

Huh…funny that?

Its lots of fun when you’re being messed with huh Adam.

Maybe me sniffing the air a few times was a bit much.

Words getting around the staff too after my talk with the guidance councillor. She looked like I goosed her when I smiled and gave her this head nod with a coffee in hand.

Retaliation by idiot came just a few minutes later. I’ve done this twice before, helped out Dad with some kids that were selling some pretty heavy drugs in a place that never seen that stuff before and My cousin Amy with a bullying problem like this but in more of an other side of the tracks way.

Either way the goons of a school have their blind spots to jump people.

I’m not sure what the guy’s name is but he’s one of the kind of outer edge of Adam’s circle of hangers on and he’s a big guy, on one of the sports teams I’d guess and by his bulk I’m going to say football or wrestling.

He comes in fast and gives me a shoulder body block to put me into the concrete wall. It’s a good start, it stuns most people. It’s also common as hell. How many times do guys like him toss people into a wall or a locker? Yeah that move…Hockey player.

Stealthy he’s not.

I stop, and pivot out of the way of him and he hits the wall himself, it pisses him off and he gets ready to swing at me and I step in and a hard body shot right into his bread basket. “Don’t puke on me.” I hold him up. “Hey, not the best idea dude, I’m a professional fighter, you can even Google me. Look, you’re too big, hockey player huh?”

He nodded.

“Okay, look Adam and his crowd are not really going to accept you into their group. The girls there want cash and you don’t have it. Or they want really good looks and dude you’re not a pig but you’ll never pass in that coked up fantasy of theirs. All they’re using you for is muscle and to make fun of when you’re not around. Just tell Adam to come and fight his own battles and you concentrate on getting into university because there you’ve got one thing working for you.”

He was sucking air desperately. These guys really, even the rough sports guys have never been in a real fight and gotten hit where someone knows how to hurt you.

“Okay, look whatever your name is. Rich boys and rich girls are a dime a dozen. All just phoney little assholes and there’s no shortage. Actually the rotten prick levels pretty high out there, so don’t add to it. Just be a decent guy, treat people right and you’ll end up better than the trash you’re hanging with now.”

I pat his cheek a few times, well light slaps.

“Oh, and this is me being really nice. Next time I’ll actually fuck you up for life.”

I’d never do that. You study martial arts and act like a dick and it gets around. Plus you’re really, really taught not to. A lot of Dojo’s won’t take you as a higher belt or to a higher belt without talking to your old teachers. To check out your character. I’d never really cut loose unless I had to.

But he don’t know that.

And word did get around.

Its funny how many people were Googling me in the school by lunchtime. Staring at me. Adam looked like he was going to literally have an attack of some kind there with his “posse.” There was this vein in his head that was pulsing.

I actually go over and sit with the kids that look like the get some of the rough treatment too and aren’t so popular.

It freaks them out. I smile. “Guys chill, I just want to have lunch and not get too exposed to the fake.”

They still gave me the wolf in sheep’s clothing look. I eat lunch with them and take out my tablet and watch the latest Naruto episodes that I missed. Yeah I like anime, and it’s useful to actually cultivate some kind of geek-aptitude. They’re less wary of me by the end of lunch and the preppy popular kids just have this look like they can’t get why I’d sit with these guys.

Given open friendship and respect the people that don’t fit in with the regular crowds of sheeple can be just amazing people to get to know.

The rest of the day was pretty good, decent classes and there’s some teachers that look at me like they heard the rumors and had something to be afraid of.

But you just gotta love staff gossip.

But two as far as I could tell were happy to have me there in their classes. And it’s started with them too.

Biology, Adam’s girlfriend was texting away and talking through the class. And the teacher reached down and took her phone. “You’ll get it back after class.”

She looked like that had never happened to her in her life. She looked ready to scream.

I sniffed the air.

Oh if looks could kill I’d have been a dead man.

After classes I’m followed by Adam and his crew well those that didn’t have to take the bus and like I said. I’ve been through this before, they try to herd me into a place where they can cut me off and try to gang up on me.

My dad’s an RCMP officer. He taught me how to drive like a cop. Why? Because people go after a cops family all the time especially if you cross nasty people.

Well Adam’s nasty all right but he doesn’t know shit. I lose him pretty easily in the traffic up around the malls.

Ha.

The cops followed me home to Uncle Remy’s place. I get out and they pull up and they walk up and are looking at my stickers. “You got cameras in your car.”

“Is there a problem officers?” I look at them.

“I said…” Dad walks out of the house. And he stops. Looks at Dad, Dad looks at him.

“Your son’s got cameras in his car?”

Dad looks at him hard. “My idea, it’s a classic car after all. It’s not illegal.”

“You sure? I’ve never heard of…” He stops again as Dad’s pointing to his dash. “Sure you have. That all guys?”

“Uhm…yeah.”

“Good, have a safe night. I’ll Be Seeing You.” Yeah there was that implied tone there like he would be seeing them again.

They left really fast.

…………………………………… It was a really good show and everything. I showed up early to see Jem or Angel and just couldn’t really help it. Honestly, I haven’t been able to get Angel out of my head since I saw her playing in the mall.

Skinny, actually not the perfect body that most guys are into, but still hot in that waif way, actually she has waif down really good. Her face though, just this look she has this more than likely blonde naturally but she’s not dippy she’s shy, semi-serious but can cut back and have fun but she’s smart, like life smart, music smart, technically smart and she’s got this huge heart.

I…I am not as cool around her as everyone gets to see. I’m not sure how many times I wiped my hands off on my jeans during the gig tonight.

And there’s more too.

I can read people really good but I can’t get a bead on her. I actually like that in a way because this might sound well like BS but…people rarely surprise me anymore. Angel is…

Then those eyes of hers she’s got these amazing eyes that would give a guy a boner like a construction girder.

And she’s got this sweet smile that can just melt steel.

Honestly she has this magnetic pull. Smart, talented, soulful and sweet…to me sweet is just as sexy as smart. There’s not a lot of sweet girls out there anymore.

………………………………………………………. I’m actually grinning like an idiot even though I’m still nerved up from almost kissing Angel. God I really wanted to stay and to kiss her. But if I stayed and did I wouldn’t have the chance to do the things I need to get started tonight.

I’d have really like to have stayed but I need to get my things and then sneak on foot to the school while it’s really late and the start of the weekend and actually set up my mini cameras up and the microphones and hook them into the school.

Oh yes this is really illegal and I’m getting all dolled up in break and enter gear. It’s really, really get me in shit send me to jail stuff if I’m caught. I’m going to have to put them all over the place and when I get stuff on Adam and the others that’s usable.

It’s going up online.

You Tube, Anti-bullying sites.

Adam and his cronies and the staff that are towing the line of the family’s bullshit are going to get charged in the court of public opinion.

It’ll take most of the weekend to get even started but yeah…

The real trick is to get Adam or them to say something to clear Jason’s name.

My first microphone though is going up in the guidance office. I don’t like her, just how many kids has she steered out of the way of Adam and his family?

The office will be next and the social elite bathrooms…yeah, there’s actually bathrooms that in this unwritten law; you can only use if you’re a certain level of being “Cool”.

Until I can make sure that Jason’s free and clear though I’m going to have to be picky about what goes up. As soon as they go up they’ll turn the place inside out to find everything.

I might have to compile a collection of choice douche-baggery before I release it.

Okay, time to get started it’s going to be a long night.

………………………………………….It’s close to Saturday morning by the time I’m almost to Uncle Remy’s house. There’s busted glass everywhere, and my car is a burnt out hulk…and so is the front steps.

They torched both apparently. Molotov cocktails.

The fire trucks are there and the local cops but also several members of the RCMP local detachment.

I take another way into the house and the property.

Oh Angel…this is going to break her heart.

I loved the car but it’s just a car.

I look at dad when I come out of the house in track pants and with a coffee. He looks at me and I look at him and there’s this thing…

We nod to each other.

Oh, yeah it’s so on.