Hy everyone! This is my first Fanfic in english, I'm no nativespeaker so please apologize if there are some spelling or tense mistakes! I don't own any rights on Jump Street or the charakters!
1. McQuaid*3
Sun gleamed down in usuall late-summer-way as the kids arrived back at Jeremia Highschool after holiday. There were crowds of them standing all over the schoolyard, checking up each other, meeting old friends again, spying out the newcomers, not willing to get in the building already. There were much to tell, each of them had experienced different storys during summer, but today they were only one issue all over: the death of Mike Pallad and Andrew Crane.
While turning his car to a parking lot Corey Versey looked out for his buddies which already waited at the stairs to the entrance. Smiling he got out of the car, ambled to them in a very cool way. "Hey Corey! Back to base, man!" his friend Sam shouted across the place.
Since the last term they got a good group of nice guys, people to hang out with and Corey prefered to be with them more like all others, mostly cause they were stupid in his eyes. Stupid people were more easy to controll then smart ones.
Sam was a straight-ahaed young man with the right instincts for buisness but at least he was no big speaker. The leading part were up to Corey. "Good to see you, man!" this one added as he reached the little group, hanging out on the stairs. "So what's the news? Had a great summer!" "Ah, nothing important yet. You know, did some travel with my girl, got a new car, something like that! Oh, and I supposed you've heard about Pallad and Crane?" Smiling Corey nodded. "Yeah, yeah, horrible story isn't it? Seems like they drove somebody REALLY angry!"
While the other boys kept on exchanging their storys Sam checked his attitude. Nobody noticed his hands were shaking.
"So what do we plan? Getting into class by time or rather have a cup of...." Corey started as he was gruffly interrupted by a fucked-up looking boy witch just walked through between him and his friend like they wouldnt't stand there. "Hey, Punk!" Sam shouted at him and the stranger boy stopped, turned around and freezed a minute, checking them up before emotion got on his face and he answered grinning, chewing a gum from one side of his mouth to the other.
"Yeah?" Corey stepped back a little as his friend placed himself centimeters away from the face of the newcomer, setting up his evil gaze. He knew how to stay out of trouble, at least this was why he kept on the friendship with Sam. This one was dump enough to do all the dirty jobs. "You got a problem?" the stranger asked still smiling. "Yeah man, it's you!" was the rough answer.
Meanwhile an other guy, a little bigger than the first one but dressed in a similar way came by the scene. He took place directly beside the "little" one and showed the same dump smile. "Need help, brother?" he whispered to his left. "No thanks, fix it myself!" the younger one gave back. While Sam still didn't move and was just staring, the boy spit his gum to his hand, formed it to a plate and stucked it right on Andrews nose. "Take this as a gift of friendship!" he added and turned.
Corey stretched out for Sam's hand and held him back as this wanted to start after the strangers. "Nice and easy! Let's see who this guys shape up to be!" he told his friend, having the inexplicable feeling that is was no good to smash their faces right here and now. One second later his attention turned to another appereance.
A girl was working her way up the stairs and Corey couldn't stand to notice her hot looking. Long black hair surrounded a pretty face, ripped jeans and a leather corsage carresed a adoreable body. "Hey hey!" the young boy let out as the girl came up, earning an interested gaze and a innocent smile as she passed by to follow the new boys.
Distrected Corey let go of Sam, looked after her for a while, then turned and smoothed his friends shirt collar. "You'll get your chance, buddie! Term's just begun!" He smiled at Sam and they both laughed out.
With a big bang the door dashed on the wall as two boys entered the room with a loud "HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!". Mrs. Dorey stopped in the middle of her math remarks and let her gaze run over the two. One of them big, plump and stupid looking, the other skinny with a rag over his head, they looked bedraggeld and crazy as they stood there, grinning. "Äh...the Mc Quaid Brothers, right?" the teacher tried to get her balance again. "Right lady!" the taller one marked, and headed over to the back of the classroom, where he throw himself down to the floor lingering, while the other crashed down to on a seat, putting his feet on the desk.
"Isn't there somebody missing?" the teacher asked but didn't need to get an answer as a girl followed the two in, stepped over to boy near the door and asked markedly friendly: "Would you please get up and let me take this seat?" "No way!" the boy gnarrled back but quickly changed his mind as two big hands grapped his shoulder and pulled him up. "You've heard the lady!" the bigger of the two new boys grinned, pushed the kid away and held the chair for the girl so she could sit down.
Mrs Dorey was a teacher for years and she had to deal with many kind of crazy kids so she wasn't willing to accept such improper conduct in her class. She stepped forward and draftet her shoulders. "Would you please stand up?" she ordered to the younger boy. This one took a look at the both others, then shrugged his shoulders and came up again.
"Class, I want introduce you to Thomas, Dougles and Lara Mc Quaid. They transfered here from Ashton High and will join our class for the year." All eyes were settled on them but the three only hung there, the older shuring on his brother which was constantly chewing a gum that hard that the sound was pretty annoying, while the girl looked bored at all. "Ok, so Thomas, could you please put out the gum? We have some etiquette here!" the teacher added. "Well, Lady, there where etiquettes at our old school too....I think that was the point why they kicked us out!" the bigger one spoke again and earned some laughs of the other disciples.
Mr. Dorey took a deep breath. "This should be one base more for you to do better! So disgorge that and sit down!" she ordered a little more intense. Still not speaking the younger boy headed over to her, stood there a minute locking her eyes, then spit the gum over her shoulder right on the blackboard, where it sticked. He turned around and set himself in the same position as before.
The teacher decided not to react to that provocation, amongst others the principal had warned her about those boys. They seemed to be pretty hard to handle and at least there where rumours that they were kind of dangerous.
She had heard little better things about the girl, but it seemed to be less dangerous to rebuke her as she didn't look threatning at all. "And Ms. Mc Quaid, I think this clothing doesn't fit in this place!" "Yep right, you'd really look a little ridiculous in this!" Lara Mc Quaid answered softly, without any aggression.
Sighing Mrs. Dorey decided to let it be for the moment for she was sure that she was not able to win this fight now. She would turn on that point later.
Even if she was aware that none of the kids were listening she kept on telling her math remarks. The teacher did the best she could to make the class advertent and was truely relieved as the bell rung.
The whole cafeteria just had one topic: Pallad and Crane. None of the kids were really surprised that the two had been murdered as they were known as little criminals with a desire for drug deals but the way it happened really shocked some of the kids. The two were found in a park, shot in the head, their bodies laced with bruises and cigarette burns, their fingertips cut off. There were rumours that this happened while they were still alive.
Lara Peaches didn't wait for her partners to arrive, in fact she was nerved by them in spite of they were working on this together for only one day. Hanson and Penhall hadn't been too lucky about Fuller signing her in on that case for they seemed to celebrate their cover as the Mc Quaid brothers a little bit to much. The young female officer was aware that she had to prove herself in this first case, but she was not willing to accept the schoolmasterly behaviour especially Hanson showed towards her.
It took only seconds for her to make out their main suspect Corey Versey on a desk in the back of the cafeteria, where he sat joking with his friends and she grapped her foodtray harder, heading over to the boys.
Tom and Dough had just made it through the waiting line in front of the food counter. Penhall sighed deeply as he saw Lara Peaches walking across the room, sitting down in opposite of Versey. "Looks like Ms. Starshot has started work yet!" he gnarrled, taking a fast glance to his side.
Hanson was exceptional silent this morning, in fact he didn't speak lot since Fuller had introduced them that Peaches was going to solve her first case with them. It has been three weeks since the young female officer had joined the force, sended over from Detroit through a close friend of Fuller, accompanied by rumours that she was a real natural to this job.
To be true, she hadn't really made friends at the chapel since then. To describe Lara there were only three words right: ignorant, arrogant and pretty annoying.
While Penhall tried to take back himself and wait if his first opinion of the girl would turn out to be right, Hanson gave her a hard time from the start. It wasn't like the two would not be similar in a strange way but they seemed to hate each other right from the moment they were introduced. The captain surely had noticed that, but was not willing to react at once. Hanson had had trouble with new partners before and by time it always got better. Only this time it lasted on.
By time Dough started to worry about his friend's behaviour. He knew Hanson as a nice, clever guy not as an asshole like he acted out now. Generally things had changed a lot since Tom was back. Somehow they lost the connection they had before and sometimes Dough wasn't even sure if he knew Tom at all.
"Let's go over there before she blows the case!" Tom simply gave back, ripped his friend out of his thoughts and started to rush towards the group, followed by an again sighing partner. Penhall sensed that this wasn't to get easy.
They both let their trays smash on the desk on each side of the girl, throwing their bodies down even more noisy, interrupting the conversation.
Corey Versey lifted his eyebrow as they did so, but then concentrated on Lara again. "Your bodyguards?" he asked joking. The girl didn't change her expression, her face was a whole alluring smile as she asked back: "Do I need some?" "Depends on whom your hanging out with!" Versey answered.
"Ah, little sister got a friend!" Penhall throw in casually while opening his milk carton, placing it right over his head and squeezing the whole liquid into his mouth in seconds. Some of it ran down his corners of mouth as he finished.
The other boys looked at this action disgusted but only Corey seemed to be allowed to speak. "How can a pretty thing like you be related to such white trash?" he asked with a charming smile. Before the girl could answer the skinny one of the boys took word. "Mum just was on deprivation when she", he pointed on Lara, "came. That's why she's the real black sheep, got it?"
Lara ignored the provocation, acted like she hadn't heard anything. "Yeah, it's pretty hard to bear the two, mainly if you're not high! By the way", she leaned forward so her nose nearly contacted Corey's, "where do I get some good stuff over here?"
Both, Penhall and Hanson looked at her unbelieving but Corey just gave a little laugh, not moving away from her face at all.
"Maybe I know where. Maybe I don't. I tell you something, newbie...you go out with me friday night and I'll see what I can do." "Deal!" the girl answered and left her partners with open mouths.
"So how does it go?" Captain Fuller asked, not waiting until his three officers had taken seats. He was very busy at the moment for everyone seemed to freak out at the headquarter and he had far too less people for far too much cases. This afternoon he had gone through a arduous hearing where he had to explain some dump city council members why the juvenile delinquency rate was still rising even if they spent a lot of money on his program. So the captain wasn't really in the mood for discussions but dreaded that this meeting would end up in such.
"Perfect!" Tom started right in, "If Ms. Oh-god-I'm-so-sexy go on like this we'll have HER nailed for child abuse!" Fuller immediately wanted to correct his officer but Peaches was quicker. "Jealous Mr. Perfect?" she snatched back.
Sighing the captain leaned back in his chair and decided to better focus on Penhall. "Don't tell me that's how it went all day?" he asked with little hope. Dough just stood there, schrugging his shoulders, not willing to join the fight of the others. "Ok, I won't tell you."
Fuller held on for a moment, rubbing his face with his hands, collecting his mind and all strength he could find between his tiredness before he got on. "Listen to me! I know you're having no easy time at the moment for there's much work and big pressure from the headquarter, but you will understand that my nerves are too not in their best condition! So could you two please stop to act like five-year-old kids and tell me what the hell is going on with that case?"
Even he still looked as cool as ever the young officers had recognized the warning tremble in his voice and took back theirself a little bit. Dough knew that it was up to him to speak if he don't wanted the other two get into an other quarrel.
"We made Versey out and contacted him. Peaches were going in on a drugdeal a little bit too fast but I think he didn't realized anything as he seems to be...very taken in with her. Promised to get some dope for us on friday evening." "What is your impression of that guy?" the Captain asked.
Lara stopped chewing on a pencil for a moment. "Ah...I'm not sure about if we got the right suspect. I mean I'm sure that he does drugs but he didn't look like a brutal killer." "Maybe he got someone doing it for him." Fuller got on. "Principal Aley told me that he asperse Versey to do major deals since some time but never could prove it. This kid always keeps his hands clean." He paused, doing some thinking.
At least he was eased to hear that something did go right. "Ok, that's a start, nice work! But we're not expected to get him for dealing but murder, so hang on! Peaches, I told you that Hanson and Penhall are the leading men on this, right?" Lara didn't gave him a glance, answered hushed. "Yep." "Good. Remember it when you're out there! That's it for today, go home!"
Hanson and Peaches rushed up and got to the door the same time. They looked at each other full hate, then Hanson opened the door and let her out, followed with a rolling of eyes. "Dough!" Fuller held Penhall back. "What's with him?" The adressed let out a angry blow. "What's with her?" he asked back and left.
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