Hey, ya'll! Sorry about the long wait, but thankfully, my classes are done and I have time to make up. Bye!
Gwen POV
The girls and I were sitting at our table in the noisy, busy cafeteria eating Chef's new disgusting slop as usual. Heather was hanging out with Lindsay and Beth and she keeps glaring at us until I chose to ignore her.
"I can't believe that my two best friends since elementary school was spying on me while I was talking to Trent." I said with Chef's disgusting grub on my tray.
"You mean you're boyfriend." Courtney added childishly.
"Sheesh, Gwen, you make it sound like we're Heather or something. I think it's kind of cute the way you and Trent were talking like a couple of kindergartners crushing on each other." Bridgette said smiling as she ate her veggie burger.
"Bridgette's right. You just went through an important step in your relationship with Trent, Gwen, and that really matters. Now, we have to focus on winning that prize and stop Heather from winning at all costs!" Courtney implied poking at her distorted meatloaf with disgust.
"You're right. I can't wait to be queen and have Heather clean all of the toilets, including the men's bathroom." I said smiling at the picture of Heather on hands and knees cleaning the toilets with a toothbrush and no gloves.
"I suggest you make her clean them after Owen finishes his business first." Courtney suggested eating her cupcake with delight.
"Not a bad idea. A wicked end for the Wicked Witch. Care to trade your cupcake for my slop, Bridgette?"
Duncan POV
Here we are in the hallway showing the home-school country dork around since Harold made me volunteer in the first place. I'm going to kill Harold for this.
"This is the art room and here's the library." Trent said showing the dork around as we walked down the busy hallway.
"Where's the bathroom, eh?" Ezekiel questioned.
"It's over there." DJ showed them the men's restroom as well as the ladies' restroom.
"Why is there another door next to it with that pink figure on the door?" he dumbly asked.
"Because that is the ladies' restroom, duh." I answered bluntly.
"Women have their own bathroom?"
"Yes! They have their own restroom!"
"Why is that? Women are less superior to men and they are weaker than us, so they shouldn't have their own bathroom."
SLAM!
"OW!! What the hell was that for?" I exclaimed turning to the hot blonde that hit me with her textbook.
"That was for your comment, you sexist scum." she sneered at me before she turned and walked away.
"I didn't say that! He did! This home-schooled moron said it, not me!" I shouted back pointing at a confused Ezekiel. I sighed before I turned to the idiot, "Nice going, weirdo."
"For what? That girl was pretty weak considering that she hit you with a book. In fact, all girls are weak." he stated confidently.
SMACK
"Ouch!!!" Geoff cried out as the mad redhead smacked him with her blue purse and walked away glaring at him angrily.
"Not only that, but that girl with those bushy eyebrows looks like she took steroids because she wanted to be a man, who are much stronger than women." he calmly said.
PUNCH! CRACK!
Eva unexpectedly punched Trent in the ribs cracking two parts of his ribs. He kneel over in pain while she had a furious expression on her face.
"You better think twice before you end up in a body bag underneath wet cement covered in bruises, punk!" Eva snarled at him angrily and left stomping down the hallway.
I've had it with this punk. He's nothing, but trouble for us since he stepped into the classroom! I went up to the guy and threatened with my fist, "Dude, you need to cut that sexiest crap out before I'll punch your ugly face in."
"Why?"
"Because every time you say a sexist remark, a hot chick comes and beats us up instead of you! That's why!"
"You're afraid of a girl, eh? My dad says that girls are nothing, but tools to give birth to children and to serve men."
Three girls came up to Trent, Geoff, and I and kicked us in our 'special manly area' with their spiked heels. Ow!
"That's for your remark, moron." A brunette glared at us.
"Yeah, like any of the girls in school would go out with idiotic sexists like you." A black-haired hottie snorted before they left with their noses stuck in the air.
"You got beat by women!" Ezekiel laughed pointing his finger at us.
"Dudettes, why hit us and not DJ?" Geoff cried out to the babes.
"Dude, don't involve me in all of this mess!" DJ defended himself stepping back a bit.
"Guys, I don't know about you, but I am seriously getting out of escorting this dork around." I muttered to the guys.
"How? Chris said for you to show him around the school for the day." Trent answered back uneasily.
"I don't know, but I'm not going to hang around with a stupid sexist dork any longer." I said darkly.
Harold POV
I was in chemistry class with Mr. Snorple waiting to try out my new mad skills with beakers and chemicals. We were listening to his lecture about mixing chemicals and how to do them safely. Like I need to know how to mix chemicals with my skills. Garsh! It wasn't then that PA system kicked on during class and announcer said,
"Would Harold Turner please come to the principal's office? Harold Turner to the principal's office."
"Ohhh!" The whole class turned and stared at me shocked.
"Looks like Mr. Geek has gotten in trouble for the first time?" Jarold, the class bully, joked with his gang of loons.
"What did you do, Harold? Forgot to change the hamster's cage?" Joel laughed with the others at his comment.
"I bet mommy forgot to sign his permission slip." Everyone laughed and cried in tears at this comment.
"You're just jealous of mad skills, losers." I countered back.
"Your definition of 'mad skills' is to look like an idiot, do stupid martial arts moves that doesn't exist, and act high and mighty when you're low and weak." Jarold said rolling his eyes.
"Whatever, dork." I said walking out of the classroom with my head held high.
I quickly walked through the empty hallway until I reached the Principal's office. I opened the door and walked inside to see the chair turned around facing the window.
"You wished to see me, Dr. Maple?" I spoke.
He didn't answer and kept staring outside through the window. I was getting quite nervous with him ignoring my question.
"Look if this is about my records, it clearly states that I haven't been in any trouble or did any bad things like that jerk Duncan. He's the one who should be punished, not me."
"It's not about your records, Harold." he said with a more masculine voice.
Wasn't Dr. Maple's voice a little higher?
I watched him turned around in his chair and-OH CRAP! IT'S DUNCAN!!
"It's you!" Duncan stood up pointing at me angrily.
I turned and tried to go out the door, but Geoff stepped in the way and pushed the door shut. I spun around to see Trent coming out from the curtains and DJ stepping out from behind the water cooler. They slowly inched towards me while I tried to calm down and focus on what to do.
"Guys, where's Dr. Maple? Why are you here? And what did I do?!"
"Dr. Maple's out in a meeting with the school board and we're here to teach you a lesson!" Duncan exclaimed inching closer to me.
"Listen, Duncan, old pal. If this is about what I said about you should be the one punished instead of me because of bad discipline records, then I meant it as a light joke to start the mood. Please don't kill me!" I screamed girlishly trying to fend myself from this barbaric maniac.
"It's not about that, you loser. It's about Ezekiel."
"What about him? As a matter of fact, where is he?" I asked confused.
"He's somewhere."
In the bathroom
"Hey, guys. I can't this door to open. This metal thing is making the door not open, you know. Can one of you help me open this door? Hello? I can't open the door!" Ezekiel said trying to fiddle with the door and started to bang on it.
"That girl needs some voice lessons badly. She sounds almost like a guy." A blue-eyed blonde said to her four friends as she checked her makeup in the mirror.
Back in the principal's office
"He's ruining our lives, man!" Geoff cried out in anguish.
"He won't keep his sexist crap to himself." Trent added.
"The girls are punishing us, instead of him." DJ butted in.
"What are you talking about, DJ? They didn't hit you." Trent said looking at DJ.
"Yeah, but they know I'm nice and stuff."
"Anyway, you're going to pay dearly, Harold." Duncan said cracking his knuckles threateningly.
"Is there anyway to make up for what I did?" I cried out wanting to do something other than die by Duncan's hands.
"Wait! Duncan, can I talk to you for moment?" Trent stopped him and they went into the corner.
I watched them whisper to each other and hoped that Trent can talk some sense into Duncan's hard head. Then, they walked back towards me and Duncan started to say.
"Since you want to make up for your stupid action earlier, you'll be going to be Ezekiel's escort for the entire day."
I blinked, "That's it?"
"That and you'll never say anything about this to Chris, Chef, or Dr. Maple, unless you want to end up in beaten up and locked in the dumpster."
"Okay, I'm cool with that." I agreed releasing my breath.
"Good, now go get Ezekiel out of the girls' bathroom."
"Why-"
"AHHHH!!!! HELP!!" Ezekiel screamed terrified.
We ran to the door and looked outside to see Ezekiel being chased down by a horde of angry girls. Duncan laughed at his misery while the others and I were a bit worried.
"Get back here, creep! This is what you get for hiding and peeking at us in the girls' bathroom!" A girl shouted madly.
"Why would I peek at you anyway? It's not like you have nothing great to see." Ezekiel responded trying to keep away.
"GET BACK HERE AND SAY THAT TO OUR FACES!!" The horde roared ready to claw and beat up him as they passed by us.
"Run, Ezekiel, Run!" Duncan called out laughing.
"Dude, shouldn't we be worried? What if Chris found out that we let Ezekiel get hurt on his first day?" Geoff asked unsure of himself.
"Hey, that guy needs a taste of reality if he needs to go through this crazy school." Duncan said walking out the door with us following him.
The next chapter is coming and Merry Christmas!!