Part 9

Wes walked towards his evening class and everyone he met in the hallway fled out of his path because his face was so stormy they feared he'd bite their heads off if they tried to talk to him. The few Warblers he saw on his way weren't any better. They looked as if they had seen their doom walking towards them.

Wes didn't say a word to anyone and didn't care about how he looked. His hair clung to his sweaty forehead. His shirt wasn't buttoned so the white t-shirt was visible underneath. His blazer hung over his arm but it was his face and his eyes specifically that had everyone rush away from him in fear. Everyone at the school knew that Wes Montgomery had the patience of an angel and they had never seen him really, truly angry… until now.

Had this been a super hero comic and Wes had controlling fire as a super power this whole school would already be aflame, his eyes would shot fire, his steps would melt the ground beneath him at each step and the air so hot not even liquid nitrogen would freeze anything.

But now this isn't a comic book with humans with super powers, this is the "real" world and Wes Montgomery was human… but a very angry one. He stormed into his classroom and sat down in his seat noticing that someone had grabbed his bag from his and Kurt's room and delivered it there. His desk partner looked horrified and tried to make himself as small as possible. Everyone tried to make themselves as small as possible to keep from angering Wes.


"Dude did you see Montgomery in math class", a boy asked another as Kurt and Thad walked past. They'd had history together.

"I know right", the other boy answered his friend. "I didn't know he could be that angry."

"I didn't know he could be angry at all", someone else said and the whispers continued. Both Kurt and Thad got worried. Because an angry Wes… that was almost unheard of.

As they walked they heard more and more comments about an angry Wes Montgomery. They heard that no teacher dared scold him for not being in proper uniform because his fury was scaring them as well. They heard that one of the school's "kings" got taken down from throne to dungeon by one death glare from the former student president. The two of them worriedly headed for their dorm.


When they got there Kurt headed for his room but when he was about to reach for the door handle Nick catapulted himself out of his room and blocked his path.

"Don't go in there!" he squeaked.

"Nick", Kurt asked.

"Dude I've never seen him so angry!" David said joining Nick by the door.

"It can't be that bad", Thad said cocking an eyebrow.

"It's worse!" Nick and David yelled.

"A tornado is calmer than he is!" David said.

"A storm cloud is sunnier!" Nick explained.

"The dark is light in comparison to him!"

"The fire is cold!"

"The snow is hot!"

"The lightning is slow!"

"The thunder sounds like a pin falling to the floor in comparison!"

"A bull is as meek as a lamb!"

"A lion looks like a kitten!"

"He's like… like… like…"

"The anger's angry dad!"

"You're overreacting surely", Kurt said and the two boys stared at him. Both were pale and wide eyed.

"We're not!" they said.

"Can you see anyone around here", David squeaked. "Everyone is hiding! Thinking of it I will do that too!" David hurried into his and Blaine's room and slammed the door shut. Thad looked at Nick.

"Is it really that bad", he asked.

"Yes", Nick squeaked in terror. "I've never seen him this bad! The way he was that day when he dug that hole is nothing in comparison, nothing!"

"You can't be serious", Kurt said paling a bit.

"He's like… like…" Nick seemed to struggle for a description and then found one. "He's like that little bald monk dude in the Avatar series. You know? That cartoon about controlling elements and one dude, the monk, can control them all and when he gets angry big, powerful and scary stuff happens! That's how angry Wes is! He could destroy the entire city if he wanted to! That's how angry he is! The disaster at Chernobyl is a fly's shit in comparison to what will happen if Wes blows!"

"And I have to go in there", Kurt whispered looking at the door with terror.

"Good luck", Thad and Nick quipped before hurrying into their own rooms. Kurt knocked on the door before entering and what he met had him staring.


"It's your room too Kurt", Wes said. "You don't have to knock."

Kurt only closed the door behind him and continued to stare. Wes' voice hadn't been angry or sad or furious or heart broken or happy or cold or warm or comforting… there was no emotion there at all. That wasn't what had Kurt staring though. Wes was by his desk with big stacks of papers all around him and he was writing on them at a high speed and threw a paper over his shoulder and it sailed to the floor.

His wardrobe and dresser was open and a few clothes were on the floor and to Kurt's horror Wes had torn off the sleeves on one of his black shirts from Armani. Kurt's heart bled when he saw one pair of Wes' black Levis on the floor with big holes at the knees and a chain lying beside it. Kurt also noticed a lot of small silver things on Wes' dresser along with chains, rivets and a few hair products. Kurt couldn't keep the whimper back when he saw an expensive leather jacket with spikes and rivets glued onto it. Wes looked up and followed his gaze before rolling his eyes.

"Relax Kurt", he said and continued to write. "I am not going 'hooligan' on you."

"But Wesley your clothes?" Kurt exclaimed seeing more 'destroyed' clothes on the ground. Mostly black or white things, but there was even a red and black checked shirt… all of these things were destroyed according to Kurt.

"Where did you get all spikes, rivets, chains and rings", Kurt asked curiously.

"The fashion club and the woodshop club", Wes said calmly. Kurt walked over to him and looked over his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Figuring out ways to get in trouble", Wes said seriously. "And ways to pay back at Watermaine."

"And… what have you come up with", Kurt was curious and worried. He didn't take Wes for the mischief type.

"Small pranks, big pranks, some pranks that I can make look like accidents and a few ways to make him go stir crazy."

"How?"

"Well firstly", Wes said and turned around to look at Kurt but Kurt didn't listen to what he said. Because Wes' eyes held none of that warm comforting glow they usually had and gone was his stone.

Kurt had told Mercedes, Rachel and Tina about the boys in the Warblers. When he told them about Wes he explained that the boy was collected and didn't give a damn for comments aimed at him for being strict, 'boring', a rule-follower, being in the Warblers, being at Dalton or being Asian. He could take injustice done to him and never showed any displeasure when things didn't go his way or when someone did something wrong to him. Rachel said he must have a stone-skin or maybe he was just made of stone. Mercedes said it was good being that hard sometimes because all insults would just slide off like water on a stone. Tina who knew Wes from Asian Camp said that he wasn't a stone but the three Divas didn't agree with her. They referred to him as the stone for the rest of the evening.

But now that stone skin was gone. Wes was going to get even… and to Kurt's knowledge that had never happened before. He wasn't aware of his wandering thoughts until Wes' voice brought him back and what he said made Kurt stare. He said into his phone:

"I promise the last of your plaster and sculpting clay and other sticky stuff will be put to good use. We just have to time it so that it looks like an accident."

Kurt stared at him.

"It will be like you guys and the chocolate pudding stuff last year", Wes said wrinkling his nose. "Yes I know that was an accident. That's why I want this to be too. You know what went wrong that time… surely you can make it go wrong again? No he'll probably be mad at me because I'll stand just in front of him, confronting him about his stupidity again. I know he'll be there. Watermaine always watch the entrance hall at 8 am to make sure no one is late. I'll take the blame if he figures it out. I can say I paid you. He'll buy that. Trust me. Okay… I'll see you tomorrow. Make sure the stuff is ready at 8 am Friday morning. Bye."

Wes hung up and walked back to the desk Kurt hadn't notice him leave.

"What are you up to", Kurt asked.

"Some payback", Wes answered. "Get some sleep Kurt… there's gonna be a boring few days."

"What's gonna happen Friday?"

"How should I know", Wes said smirking evilly. "I haven't planned anything. Have you?"

"Uh… no?"

"Atta boy."

Kurt went to bed, it was only a few hours since Wes had thrown water at Watermaine and before that he had been the normal Wes… but now… Kurt didn't really recognize the malice in him. Which made Kurt wonder far the more… What had happened in that office?


Three days rolled by and in those days… Wes was, according to Kurt, creative to say the least. First of all he had put up notes everywhere agreeing to the student council being discarded and disbanded so that now all student complaints would have to be taken to the principal directly. Watermaine got drowned in complaints because every boy in a club or on a sports team came to complain and the rest did as well. Watermaine was going crazy but refused to show it.

Then Wes somehow managed to saw off Watermaine's cane. How did Kurt know it was Wes? Well he found Wes in their room, reading a book, whistling and on the floor beside his bed was a small saw. Kurt asked about it and Wes said he had to saw off an annoying stick.

Watermaine tripped over secret wires, slipped on wet floors, had his jacket's sleeves' seams removed so when he pulled it on the sleeves fell off. Wes also, how Kurt would never know, managed to link a few helium tubes into Watermaine's air-condition so when the principal was holding his morning speech Wes started it and Watermaine's voice got squeaky.

The students were enjoying it and Wes enjoyed it even more because he got the blame all the time but never punished because teachers could always give him alibi. Kurt had no idea how that was possible either but it was.

Wes only got taken ones and Kurt was sure he made it on purpose. He had been putting a thread to the principal's door and had nicked a piece of rosin, something violinist uses to make their bows' hair (string thing) grip the strings intermittently, causing the violin's strings to vibrate. He pulled it along the sewing thread which made it sound like a screaming cat and Watermaine caught him. What punishment Wes got he wouldn't say but after that as soon as he got blamed for a prank he said:

"Me? But sir I got caught doing a simple prank. Do you really think I could pull something like this off?" He got away with it.

But Kurt also noticed that he never let anyone else try to pull a prank on Watermaine. When Nick and Jeff tried Wes grabbed them by their ears and pulled them away, lecturing them about it. Kurt was sure he was the only one that knew Wes was the genius behind all this because… really who would believe well-behaved Wes Montgomery would do something like that? Or knew how to do it…


Soon enough Friday rolled by and Kurt woke up feeling worried. Wes wasn't in the room so Kurt hurriedly dressed and hurried to the entrance hall, his clock was 7:45 am. There he saw Wes having a discussion with Watermaine and the man was red in the face from embarrassment it looked like. Wes was looking smug and the students and staff around were looking curious or amused. Kurt saw Niff and Blaine and walked over to them.

"What's going on", he asked Blaine.

"Wes asked Watermaine how things are going with the students' complaints", Blaine answered. "And Watermaine said he was so tired of them and wished he'd never disbanded the studentcoun-"

That was as far as Blaine got because a:

"WATCH OUT!" was heard from above. Watermaine looked up only to be met by a cascade of something… sticky and it hit him with a splat. Wes got some on himself too and he looked completely shocked. The corridor was completely quiet. Then Watermaine looked at Wes and the boy started to laugh and everyone started to do it too, except for Watermaine. Then there was the sound of high heels on marble and the art teacher and two of the members of the art club came running down the staircase.

"Sir oh my God", she said. "I am so sorry! I… We lost control over the cart and… and the container we had all this stuff that we were throwing away tipped and sent this down. Oh my God… sir please don't punish the boys! It was all-"

"MONTGOMERY!" Watermaine yelled and Wes stopped laughing.

"Yes sir", he asked and a hand gripped his throat.

"You're behind this", Watermaine growled. "I know you are!"

"Watermaine let him go!" Coach Parker yelled as he stalked over with a janitor. "Ms. Nolan just told you it was an accident on her behalf! You can't punish Wes for this!"

"I punish whoever I want!" Watermaine yelled.

"But he didn't do anything", the janitor yelled. "Sir! Let. Him. Go!"

Watermaine growled but let go of Wes who took a step back coughing. Watermaine stormed off muttering something about getting cleaned up and that Ms. Nolan better had clean the entrance hall up within the hour. Kurt and Blaine ran up to Wes and grabbed his arms and led him away from the scene. But Kurt noticed something. Mrs. Nolan sent a wink and smug smile Wes' way.

'No way', Kurt thought. 'Wes talked to Ms. Nolan on the phone Monday night?'

It didn't look any better. Niff soon joined them, grinning.

"Wow Wes nice work", Jeff said.

"Don't know what you're talking about", Wes rasped.

"Sure you don't", Nick said. "You just had to stand at the exact same spot we got you to stand in when we were going to drench you in water last year."

"But the art club got you cowered in chocolate pudding instead."

"Wait what?" Kurt asked shocked and Niff and Blaine blushed.

"Well… we uh… kinda wanted to get Wes to loosen up last year", Blaine said rubbing his neck. "We didn't know why he was so uptight so… well. So we with a few other Warblers decided to play a prank on him. Me and David got Wes to stand where Watermaine stood in the entrance hall. Niff was on the floor above us with two buckets of water… aiming for Wes with it. But when they were about to dump it on him Ms. Nolan and two of her students lost control of their cart somehow and all the chocolate pudding they were for some reason using fell over the railing of the third floor… and hit Wes."

Kurt's mouth fell open and Niff grinned sheepishly as the memory came flushing back to them… as they did to Blaine.


Flashback

Blaine and David stared in complete horror at the boy in front of them. Seconds ago Wes had been standing in front of them, rolling his eyes at them. But then someone shouted 'watch out' from somewhere above them. Wes looked up and was met with a cascade of something brown. He was covered from head to toe in the stuff. David and Blaine gaped in horror and no one in the entrance hall said anything. The floor around Wes was completely brown as was he… David and Blaine had jumped back thinking it was Nick and Jeff with the water that shouted so they had gotten in the clear.

"Wes", David asked carefully and then running feet were heard and Niff stood at the foot of the staircase staring with big eyes.

"Are you okay", Blaine asked. Wes took a shuddering breath and looked at them with almost pleading eyes.

"Please tell me this is not what I think it is", he said.

That's when Niff started to laugh hysterically and Wes turned his head to glare at them. Then he growled and his teeth were shown. They shone really white in the mass of brown. Niff stopped laughing and paled visibly.

"Oh my God I am so sorry!" they heard a woman's voice scream and Ms. Nolan came running down the steps, her hands were brown. "Oh no! Wes I am so sorry!"

She hurried up to him and started to wipe his face with a tissue.

"Ms. Nolan", Wes asked confused.

"Oh we were moving the chocolate pudding to the dumpster but lost control over the cart", she said nearly sobbing. "And it fell down on you. I am so sorry Wesley."

Wes looked at her, then himself and then her again.

"What the heck were you doing with so much pudding?" he asked and everyone started to laugh.

End flashback


Wes shuddered.

"I hate chocolate pudding since that day", he said. "But I didn't do anything boys." He smirked. "I'm not that good with pranks." He walked off and the younger boys were left behind and Kurt crossed his arm.

"No", he said. "But you're good a payback."

The others stared at him and then at Wes' retreating form and that's when they saw something fall from his blazer pocket… a piece of paper. Blaine hurried over and took it up. On it was written all the pranks and mishaps that poor Watermaine ended up with. Some were crossed out but some weren't. The four boys stared after Wes.

"Guys", Jeff said. "I think Wes has lost his mind."

The others couldn't help but agree… and it would get worse.


TBC The string and rosin prank we used to pull when I was a kid.