21: Jumpstreet:

"The Worst Life Just got Better"

A/N: Hey Guys! I haven't updated in a while and I have free time, so I decided to give you guys a taste of something new I was doing. I'm still writing my SVU stuff but I took a break from it and wrote 2 or 3 Chaps for this. I hope you guys enjoy it! Remember: Nice Reviews = more updates!! ^__^

Captain Fuller cleared his throat loudly, in hopes of shushing the group. It worked; they a went dead silent waiting for their new assignment…

"Aright, now that you've all finally shushed up a bit, I have your new assignment.' He said.

"What is it captain? Infiltrating a drug circulation?" Doug Penhall asked, glancing at his friend, Tom Hanson.

"The McQuiad brothers!! HA!!" they both yelled in unison.

"No." Fuller replied.

"Infiltrating an abuse scandal?" Judy Hoffs asked.

"Sort of."

"Babysitting a sick kid?" Tom Hanson asked.

"No."

"Babysitting a hot superstar?" Hoffs asked.

"No…"

"Well then! What is it?" Penhall asked.

'Because Ioki is working on a case alone at the moment, I'm sending the tree of you here…" Fuller said.

"We're babysitting your normal everyday teen?" Hanson asked after a while without reading the entire file first.

Fuller opened his mouth to say something, but before the words could roll out, Hoffs spoke up.

"Read the whole file Hanson…" she said.

There was a pause, then Hanson began to read the rest aloud.

"Five reports of beatings, seven reports of –." He cut himself off.

"School supply burnings -…" Hoffs continued.

"...and five reports of locker blow ups…" Penhall finished. "Man this guy needs help…"

" That guy would be a girl and yes she does need help, lots of it." Fuller said.

"Wait..WHAT!?!?" Penhall exclaimed. "A GIRL!?!?"

Fuller nodded. "She's 18 and graduating this year. The last thing she wants is to be in a hospital or worse dead on graduation night."

They nodded.

"Hoffs your gong to be her friend, try to be her friend well enough to make her trust you with anything we might need to know. Penhall, Hanson, your going to be friends too, just not as close as Hoffs is going to be. And hers the difficult part, the reason she's being treated so badly at school is because she has mild Cerebral Palsy and walks funny; the staff and students don't like that. SO things might just get a little ugly. Be warned. Penhall you will be a "bad boy" and see what is being tossed around the school about her. And Hanson, you be her school buddy if you know what I mean," Fuller paused, to make sure that there wasn't any confusion, and then continued. "You start tomorrow."

"…and 'Hun…please…be careful…" Mrs. Scott pleaded.

"I'll try mom." I replied, my voice still shaky from what happened last night. "I love you…"

With that I shut the door, walked up the front yard and on to the sidewalk. I glanced around, making sure everyone on the block had made their way to school already, and pulled my hood up to hide my destroyed face.

I walked silently towards the bus stop, playing over the images of last night over and over in my head; until I got to the stop. I kept my head low but I saw three other people there, which was unusual because I was often the only one there. There was two guys and one girl there wailing for the bus I was assuming. The girl was black, which I found cool, almost everyone else doesn't, well on my block anyway. She had big. Poufy, curly hair, and she was very pretty; lucky her. She saw me and when she did, I stopped dead in my tracks. She sort of gestured toward the guys and they looked behind themselves to see me. Instinctively, I lowered my hood more, to make sure they couldn't see my face. I moved toward the bench and sat down, removing my hands from where they sat and placed them on my lap. I glanced up a bit and opened my mouth to say something but decided against it.

It's no use. I thought. They'll just here the lies the student body spreads about me and believe them. Not me. Then the images of last night re played in my head as if acting as proof.

While I was stuck on my train of thought, however, one of the guys came and sat down next to me.

"Gotta' hate bus stops huh?" He asked. I jumped a little. "Ooops! Did I scare you?" he asked, trying to look at my face.

"Just a little…"I replied as I moved my face out of his view.

"Can't I look at who I'm talking to?" he complained.

"Take my word for it …you don't."

"Huh, well I'm Doug, Doug Stewart."

"Dawn Scott."

"Nice to meet you Dawn Scott." He said. 'These are my pals, Judy Hoffman, and Tom Stanson."

"Hey." I said, glancing up a bit at them.

"The bus pulled up, I swallowed hard. "Nice to meet you guys too," I said, getting up and boarding the bus quickly. They followed.

"Mind if I sit here?" Doug asked me, gesturing toward the seat next to me, while Tom and Judy sat in the seats ahead of me and behind me.

"You might get her dieses!' someone yelled, I roiled my eyes.

'Go ahead if you want." I said. "I'm not contagious like they think." He sat down and I continued to stare out the window.

"…would this be true or false?" the teacher finished. "Dawn? How about you answer?" he asked a little too politely. I didn't trust the way he said it.

"True sir…" I replied.

'What? I didn't hear you. Could you come up here and lower your hood so everyone in this room can hear your answer?"

Glancing around, surprising myself again at the fact that Doug, Tom and Judy sat close to me, nobody ever did. I stood up slowly.

'I'd rather stay here sir -." I tried to say, but before I could finish, the teacher came up to me and dragged me up to the front of the class. I yanked my arm out of his grasp when we got up there. He reminds me, in times like this, of Severus Snape form HarryPotter.

"Lower the hood Miss Scott." he said.

"Hey that's unfair!" Doug yelled as he rose from his desk, he slapped his fists on it in the process.

"That's one detention for you Mr. Stewart!" the teacher snapped back, gesturing for him to sit down. Doug hesitated, but sat down again.

"Lower the hood Miss Scott!" he repeated.

"I slowly lifted my hands up and let them rest on the base of the hood for a good 19 seconds. I was trying so hard to keep the tears contained as they threatened to escape and mock me. But I failed, I began to cry silently.

"Stop crying and do as you're told!"

"…y..yes…s…s..sir…" I stammered.

I glanced at Doug, Tom and then Judy, reading the horrified looks on their faces. There was also a mix of confusion in the looks, like they didn't know what to do but were scrambling for any ideas. I felt ashamed of the way my face looked at this moment. I pulled the hood down and glanced at my feet. The teacher came up to me and yanked my chin upward.

"Come on! Let the class look at you!" he said.

"Don't touch me…" I muttered.

"Why not?" he asked, tightening his grip on my chin, I winced, but didn't answer him. "Tell me, Miss Scott why are you covered in bruises, cuts and such?"

I kept silent.

"Tell us or you have a detention,,,"

'…A group… of kids… beat me… up…" I stuttered.

"Hmm. Now class, what this tells me is that obviously Miss Scott here is vulnerable to any attack due to her condition…N that not right… due to her contagious dieses."

I so badly wanted to hit him. But I refrained from doing so, I couldn't move, tears still streaking down my face. I stood silently, staring down at the floor. I only looked up when I heard somebody get up from their desk. I slowly glanced up. Tom and Doug had gotten up, Tom walking up to the teacher with his hands in his pockets, looking as mad as he could be, Doug walking toward me. Doug put his arm around me and helped me to my desk. I still couldn't do anything, so Doug put my hood up for me.

"You got a problem Mr. Stanson?" the teacher asked.

"Yeah. I do have a problem. Look at her teach! Look at Dawn, you hurt her feelings so badly, she can't even MOVE! You invaded her privacy. So sorry…but of coarse I have a problem with that!"

"Detention, Mr. Stanson…" the teacher said as the bell rang. "…and Miss Scott, two detentions for wasting class time…I plan to see you all at the end of the day."

"Can you get up?" Doug asked me, I just nodded, got up, and ran out of the room with my things, feeling Doug, Judy, Tom and the teacher's eyes on my back, I ran down the hall and checked one of the Student Lounges, it was empty so I ran in and got into the corner. It didn't take me long to start crying again.

Chapter 1 FIN.

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