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Chapter 1
Expelled
It was a sunny springtime Friday morning in the lovely town of Pickford. Outside H.G. Wells High School, the loveliest couple, Phil Diffy and Keely Teslow were walking hand-in-hand towards the front entrance, surrounded by a crowd composed of their fellow students. Finally, they arrived at the front door. Upon entering the school, they met Vice Principal Hackett.
"Good morning, Mr. Hackett," said Phil.
"Hi, Mr. Hackett," said Keely.
"Don't 'Hi, Mr. Hackett' me, Miss Teslow!" replied the school administrator in an ultra-serious-as-usual tone. "To my office, pronto, young lady!" Then he turned to Phil, "Get to class, Mr. Diffy." So as Phil marched to his locker, his lovely girlfriend proceeded to Hackett's office, all the while wondering what was wrong. Had she said something on the previous day's announcements that sounded like it could be inappropriate? Was she failing German? That must be it. How the heck can anyone understand such a screwed up language? Finally, she arrived. In addition to the stern administrator, a school security guard was also standing in the small room.
"Miss Teslow," said Mr. Hackett, "This morning when I entered this lovely institution of secondary education, looking forward to another day of educating the next generation, all my hope was dashed when I saw what some misguided young soul had scrawled upon a section of lockers I passed."
"Thank you, Mr. Hackett!" said the lovely blond. "I won't let you down! I'll get right on it! I will find this misguided soul because I am Star Reporter, Keely Teslow!"
"Don't play dumb with me, Teslow!" said Mr. Hackett. "Investigations are unnecessary when one has security cameras." He glanced over at the TV in the front of his office and Keely's eyes followed. Play appeared on the screen as the image switched from the empty desk where Keely did the announcements to the halls of H.G. Wells. The time stamp on the image showed that it was 10:00 the previous night. An individual with a striking resemblance to Keely entered the school, spray paint can in hand. Then this individual started painting letters onto the lockers. Oh crap! I'm in deep! thought Keely. I'm gonna kill you, Pim. Then FF appeared on the screen and the image sped up. Keely felt a pit in her stomach when she realized what the individual was writing. It was a two-word German expression of praise for the man who ruled Germany between 1934 and 1945. "Miss Teslow, such a display of hate cannot be tolerated. You are hereby expelled from H.G. Wells High. If you attempt to set foot on this campus ever again, you will be charged with trespassing."
Keely was speechless. Her life was basically ruined. The fact that she herself had done nothing wrong didn't matter. As far as everyone was concerned, she had committed a hate crime. She was immediately handed a bag with the contents of her locker by the security guard. Then he walked her out of the building and off the school grounds. As soon as he walked away, Keely sat down on the sidewalk and tears welled up in her eyes. What now? No one would ever hire a Neo-Nazi to be a news reporter.
Keely's special escort out-the-door was not an event that happened in a vacuum. More than a few students witnessed it through open classroom doors; and one of those students was her main squeeze. Knowing that something was really wrong, he sneaked outside to see if he could help. Finding Keely in such a state, he sat down beside her and squeezed her tightly. The close couple remained in that position for a few minutes. Phil was very sad for Keely. He hated seeing her like this and not knowing anything. Why has she been suspended? Or did they expel her? Did Hackett catch her using one of the future gadgets and punish her for that? Was she failing German?
When they released their hold on each other, Keely's emotions had begun a transformation. She turned toward her boyfriend. "Phil, I need to talk to Pim. Go get her for me." Phil, feeling slightly relieved to be able to help resolve this conflict, got up and went into his school to find his little sister. Meanwhile, Keely's sadness had transformed itself into rage. "You little b---h!" she yelled, punching the chain-length fence surrounding the yard next to her former high school. She imagined that she'd just knocked Pim down. Then she kicked the poor defenseless fence, imagining kicking the evil Diffy girl in the stomach. Finally, the real Pim was walking towards her followed by her brother.
"Hi, sunshine," said the princess of peace, snickering. "Phil said you wanted to talk to me."
"I changed my mind," replied the hopeless teen. "Get back to class before I do anything I'll regret." Pim turned around and started walking towards the entrance.
"So what exactly did Pim do?" asked Phil, still very ignorant of the incident.
"Phil," said Keely, "I don't want you getting in any trouble. You should go back to class too. Ask Mr. Hackett to show you the video tape from last night. If I tell you what happened, I'll start crying again. I'm going home. I'll see you after school."
"Keely," said Phil. "I'm calling my mom. She'll take you home." He hugged her then they kissed. "Bye." Phil walked toward the entrance, waving to Keely before entering.
