Disclaimer: Don't own, do don't sue!
Author's Note: I decided to write this because I'm writing another story and my brain is officially fried from writing all that angst, so I need something else to write right now. So enjoy and review!
Summary: Loomer hits his head. Let the chaos begin.
Ch 1: I Don't Know
"Wedgie!" The poor kid had no chance.
"Ahhh!" Loomer grabbed the poor nerd's undies and tugged, hard. The kid was hanging in the air by his underwear while Loomer and his goons laughed maniacally. The passing students averted their eyes as they avoided the commotion, not wanting to be Loomer and his gang's next victim. They hung the poor kid on the top of his locker and walked away to bully someone else.
Cookie and I hid behind the trashcan when the bullies walked by, cowering in fear. Once the group turned the corner, the we came out of their hiding spot and continued on our way to class.
"I'm tired of watching Loomer and his goons bully everyone!" I said. We were in 8th grade now, surely we could come up with a way to put Loomer in his place, right?
"Me too, but what are we going to do?"
"I don't know, let me think on it." So Cookie and I went to our class and while the teacher lectured, I was thinking of a plan to get back at Loomer, once and for all.
After class~
"I've got the perfect idea! Remember that net launcher Gordy used on the weasel that one time?" I said once we exited the room.
"Yeah?"
"Well, we're gonna use it on Loomer, then we'll stick him on that wheel Mr. Sweeney used for that 'Wheel of Knowledge ' game in class last week, and then we'll put it out in the hall and charge people money to throw water balloons at him!"
"Its perfect!"
"I know! Now lets go ask Gordy if he will help us." We walked to the custodian's closet and knocked. Gordy's head popped out. His hair was wild and bits of shredded paper were sticking out at random places.
"Bad time?" For some reason I knew it had to do with the weasel. It was always the weasel.
"Weasel ate my book." I knew it.
"Ah, right. Well, we just wanted to borrow your net launcher."
"Sure!" he disappeared for a moment and Cooking and I shared a look. He came back in a flash and held out his net launcher. "So what are you going to use it for?"
"We're gonna shoot it at Loomer." Cookie supplied.
"Ooooh, sounds fun! I would love to help but I have a weasel to catch! Mwahahahaha!"
"Uh right." we left our friend to his devices.
"Do you think he'll be okay?" Cookie asked as we turned the corner.
"Is he ever?"
"Good point."
"Okay, heres the plan. Your going to take this and I'm going to lure Loomer to the designated spot. When he stands on the X you shoot him with that, okay?"
"Gotcha."
"Alright, I'm off. Be ready!" Okay Loomer, time to meet your maker! It wasn't very difficult to find Loomer and surprisingly, he was alone. Okay, now to get his attention. That should be easy enough.
"Hey Loomer!" his head shot up and I stuck my tongue out at him. "Can't catch me!"
"Your going down Bigby!" he took chase, just like I wanted him to, and I ran to the spot where Cookie would be waiting. I reached the spot fairly quickly and I ducked to the right. I stood next to Cookie, waiting. Finally we saw Loomer, but it wasn't what we expected. Instead of coming to a stop on the X to check which way I went, like I had planned, he went flying across the hall and into a door.
Cookie and I looked at each other and then ran to check on Loomer. He was out, but that would be expected. He did just fly head first into a door at a high speed.
"Help me get him up!" Cookie looked hesitant but took Loomer's arm and helped me haul him up. We dragged him Gordy's closet and knocked on the door. When he didn't answer, we dragged him to Cookie's locker, it was closer. Once there, we sat him on the ground.
"What do we do now?" Cookie asked.
"Well, for starters, you two can tell me whats going on." We both turned to see Moze standing there with her arms crossed. I explained what had happened and she snorted.
"Well, you can get some ice because his head is gonna hurt like a bitch when he wakes up."
"Right thanks. Cookie, go gets some ice."
"I can't I have to go to class now."
"Moze?"
"Class."
"Alright, see you guys later." They walked off to their classes and I went to get some ice. Once I got back Loomer was awake and looking around confusedly. I prepared for him to beat me up but he just looked at me weirdly.
"Who are you?" I face palmed. 'Ah crap.'
"My names Ned."
"Oh, hi Ned." he waved at my like a little kid. 'You've got to be kidding me!'
"Hi." We looked at each other for a few more moments awkwardly.
"My head hurts." he said, breaking the silence.
"Oh!" I handed him the ice. "Thats for your head."
"Um, okay." He looked at it for a minute before looking back up at me. "What do I do with it?" I rolled my eyes.
"Put it where it hurts."
"Oh, okay!" He placed it on his head and looked around him. "So where am I?"
"Your at James K Polk Middle School. You go here."
"I do?"
"Yes."
"Oh, what grade am I in?"
"Your an 8th grader."
"Oh." I began to wonder if he remembered anything at all.
"Um, can you tell me something?" I hoped he could answer this.
"Sure! What is it?"
"What is your name?" His smile dropped and he furrowed his eyebrows in thought. After a few moments he smiled again. I let out a sigh of relief but the next words out of his mouth made me want to take it back.
"I have no idea!"
Hah! Loomer lost his memory! Find out what happens next! Review please!
