Chapter 2: The Peeping Tom(s)
Isaac never expected his bullying session to take a turn in this direction. He was grateful that Billy hadn't gone ahead and smacked him for being a "skinny prat", for instance. But this whole peeping situation had him creeped out. What if a grown-up caught them in the act? Or, even worse, what if the girls saw them peeping? The walloping would be endless. Billy's group were known to be trouble-makers, but Isaac had a reputation to keep. Never had he caused any trouble for anyone. He just didn't understand the logic behind it. Just the way he didn't see the logic in the current misdeed.
"Come on lads. Let's teach this knob head some life science" the group burst out laughing as Joe mocked Isaac. They snuck up behind the house, looking for a stool to aid them in their adventure.
"Why don't you take turns and stand on each other's shoulders to get to that elevation?" Isaac pointed out.
"Ye hear that lads? The knave has said something useful"
Another cackle from the group followed. Despite the jeering, they took his advice. That was the only way they could peep in.
"Oi, Phillip, do you see that lass yonder? The ginger-head?" Jacob exclaimed as he struggled to stay still on Matthew's shoulders.
"Skinny-Minnie's are not what I'm here for" replied Phillip.
Meanwhile, Isaac was trying his best to support the lanky form of Tom, the one who always enjoyed mockery of any sort, no matter how prude it was.
As expected, Isaac was the last one to go, after everyone else had tried to break his shoulder bones with their weight.
"Alright Isaac. You'll see what you've been missing all these years."
Billy took it upon himself to carry his light frame. Isaac heaved a sigh of boredom as he held onto the window sill, ready to take a glance, his shoulders hurting from all the torment.
Surprisingly, what he saw blew his mind.