Spurs
Ch. 12: Hail to the Queen, Baby
JPOV
Rose and Baby Girl turned up from their date projecting love, contentment and smelling of sex, so I guessed it went well. My daughter had made a valid point about being old enough to make her own decisions and I was trying very hard not to go all parental on her. The desire to make up for all that lost time with her was tempered by the fact that Bella was more than capable at handling things on her own. Besides, there was no doubt in my mind that Rosalie would never hurt her. All that being said, now that we're all back in school I was about to go on a killing spree.
The student body hadn't taken having two openly lesbian couples attending their school well. Most of them were too scared shitless of my "twin" and Leah to mess with them and Angela acted shy then blended into the background. That left Bella to take the brunt of everything. My human parents raised me right and taught me never to raise my hand to a woman so I was more than willing to let my wife and daughter handle the Queen Bitches, Lauren Mallory and Jessica Stanley by themselves. Mike Newton and his little perverted crew were another story entirely.
When the bell rang for lunch, I was in serious need of relief and only blood or sex was going to take the edge off. Unfortunately, there wasn't any way that I was getting either which made me a very pissed off vampire when I headed for my family's usual table. Emmett, Leah, Angela, Rose and Alice were already there and I noticed Baby Girl was still in the lunch line. The snide comments some of the other people in line directed at her didn't appear to faze her. I'd just made it to the table when she paid for her food and headed our way only to be stopped by Newton.
"Hey babe, don't think its time to stop pretending to be a dyke and let me show you what a real man can do," the idiot with a death wish commented in a lame attempt at a husky tone. Rose was about to flip her shit and Em and Leah had to holder her in place.
"First of all Mikey, if I were into cock, y'all still wouldn't be my type even if ya could find that two-inches of dangling fury you're packin'. Second, as much as I'm all for tellin' my partner what to do, I'd hate to waste the effort of stroking your tiny ego by fakin' it. And last but certainly not least, its pretty clear that y'all and your little minions have never actually been with a woman; jackin' off while watchin' Anime doesn't count," Bella retorted loud enough for everyone in the cafeteria to hear then stepped around the idiot and continued on to the table amidst much laughter.
Mike turned a deep red and radiated murderous rage. He spun around and stalked after the dhampire and screamed, "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU BITCH."
I was about to step into the path of the fist he let fly when Bella turned around, caught it then twisted with enough force to break the bastard's wrist. Then she proceeded to slam him face first into the table and break his nose. I grabbed her by the waist to restrain her when she tried to go in for the kill. A couple of the fucker's ribs were broken when I accidentally kicked him while he was down as I moved my little girl out of the way. She glared at me at first then grinned when she noticed my proud smile.
A couple of the teachers that witnessed the altercation ran over then rushed Newton off to see the Nurse. I hadn't needed Peter's gift to know that there was going to be a visit to the Principle's Office in our immediate future. The summons came just before the start of our last classes of the day. Carlisle and Esme were waiting for us in Principle Johnson's office along with Mike, his parents and Chief Swan. The younger Newton sported a new cast on his broken wrist and medical tape across his nose. We were directed to take the only empty chairs in the room.
"I've called you all here to," Mr. Johnson started calmly.
"We know why we're all here. That dyke assaulted my son and I want her expelled and arrested," the older Newton interrupted while Carlisle and Esme went rigid at the use of the derogatory term.
"Actually, David, the reason why I called you here was to discuss whether or not your son should be expelled," the principle corrected in the same calm tone then held up a hand to prevent the other man from interrupting again and placed a folder on his desk.
Thomas Johnson was fair skinned with crystalline blue eyes and short cropped black hair. The well defined physique that could be detected under the suit he wore belied the academic administrator façade he affected. He made a production out of opening the folder then removed each piece of paper one at a time. Each page was laid out on the desk in a line facing us. When the last page was put into place, he spoke.
"Since the beginning of the school year, Michael has received thirty complaints from the faculty, staff and his fellow students. The majority of them all involve sexual harassment of one form or another. The others deal with harassment against Miss Whitlock in particular that can be considered a hate crime. I also have eye witness statements that your boy caused the incident that resulted in Isabella having to defend herself because he attacked first," he told Mike's parents gravely.
"My boy wouldn't be in any trouble if you hadn't let those amoral Jezebels into the school. It was bad enough when the Doctor moved here with his freaky kids but then he brought those lesbians here to corrupt our children," Mr. Newton countered and sounded like the moron he was.
"You truly believe that gays and lesbians seek to corrupt our children," Principal Johnson enquired in disbelief.
"Absolutely, this is a wholesome, God fearing community and if we let homosexuals into it, the town will be over run with faggots and dykes until there isn't a place for decent people to live," the fool admitted and my family had to suppress growls over his inanity.
"I see. It's obvious where your son gets his views from. I'm afraid that I have no choice but to expel Michael and have Chief Swan file all the necessary criminal charges against him. For the record, my husband – the Chief over there- and I were born and raised here. We've spent the majority of our lives here and I've yet to see the town over run as you feared," the school administrator commented then turned to Chief Swan and nodded.
BPOV
I was almost shocked when Mr. Johnson outted himself and his husband but the looks on all three of the Newton's faces was just too funny. Before Mike's dumbass father opened his mouth and inserted his foot again, I thought it was best to give the little pervert a chance.
"Mr. Johnson, I might have a better punishment in mind," I told the principal and everyone stared at me as I turned to Mike.
"I tell you what Mike, you can accept the punishment that was already stated or you can play me in a single hand of five card draw, winner takes all. If you win, Principal Johnson here will call an assembly and you can fuck me in front of all the other students to prove how much of a man you really are, and then you and your ignorant bigot of a father can run me, Rose, Leah and Angela out of town. If I win, the same assembly is called but you publicly apologize for everything ever said about me or my family before you blow Eric Yorkie and show everyone just how much of a little bitch you really are. Afterward, you and your family quietly get the fuck out of Dodge never to return," I offered in my sweetest voice.
"ISABELLA," Grandma Esme chided horrified.
"Miss Whitlock, that is highly inappropriate," Mr. Johnson added sternly.
"Deal, my uncle is "Dallas" Jim Hawks, one of the best poker players in the country, and he taught me everything I know about cards. I have a deck in my backpack," Newton replied with a sneer and I almost laughed.
P.T. Barnum was right, there really is a sucker born every minute. I wondered if I should have signs printed out saying, "This way to the Great Egress," so the fool could read them on his way out of town. My hand shot out palm up and reluctantly Mike placed the deck in my hand. A quick glance at the back of the top card revealed that it was a marked deck, not that that was going to be able to help him. After a quick shuffle I dealt the hand but kept my cards face down.
"Full house, Kings over Aces," the pervert crowed smugly and the look in his eyes showed he was imagining getting me on my back already.
"Damn, Newton, what kind of retard uses a marked deck but doesn't look to see what his opponent is holding," I asked dumbfounded then continued cheekily as I flipped my cards over, "Royal Flush in Diamonds. The next time y'all see Jimmy, tell 'im that Queenie says hi."
"You cheated," he accused hotly.
"I'm going to sue all of you," Mr. Newton seethed but any further conversation was silenced when Chief Swan whistled loudly.
"This is how it's going to be, young Mike needs to learn there are consequences for his actions. I bet that Tom will forego the expulsion if the boy issues a public apology. Once that's taken care of, Dave, you and your family have 48 hours to get out of my town. I'd suggest you move somewhere that your narrow minded views are acceptable because it's sure as hell not here. If you attempt any kind of legal action then I'll file those charges against Mike. Now, there are fifteen minutes left before classes end for the day. I'm sure Mrs. Cope will let your boy use the PA to issue his apology," the Chief stated coolly.
"I would be more than happy to assist with hiring a moving company," Grandpa Carlisle offered casually.
Mr. Newton read the writing on the wall and quietly agreed. Mike was marched out to Mrs. Cope by the Chief while Carlisle spoke to a moving company in Olympia and made arranged for a truck and crew to be at the Newton place in the morning. With the meeting concluded, we filtered back out to the cars. My father tapped me on the shoulder when we all reached the parking lot.
"Baby Girl, y'all remember what you said about only your mate being able to ground ya from sex? Well, I wouldn't be plannin' on gettin' any for a while," Daddy whispered and I turned around and found my extremely pissed off mate glaring at me. Needless to say, the drive from school was deathly quiet.
"I can't believe you actually made that asinine bet," Rose hissed after we finally made it home and I rushed upstairs then came back down with two sealed decks of cards.
"Sugah, there was no way I was goin' to lose," I told her then sat at the table and the entire family gathered around.
I made my mate examine each deck to verify they were brand new and cracked the seal on the first deck. Five minutes of shuffling later, I dealt out ten consecutive hands. Each time I ended up with a Royal Flush in Diamonds. Then I opened the second deck, mixed the two and shuffled them together for another five minutes. For the next hour I dealt hands and ended up with the same one.
"How'd ya do that," Uncle Peter demanded.
"I used my vampire senses to count the cards as I shuffled to guarantee the ones I wanted were in the right places before I dealt the hands," I explained then went on to help both of my uncles and my father learn the technique.
Rose was still mad at me so I followed her up to our room in order to have the illusion of privacy. She started to bitch me out but I'd chosen that moment to cowgirl up and crossed the short distance between us then crashed my lips into hers. The kiss was heated and the two of us fought for dominance. The battle ended in a draw because I had to stop in order to breath.
"I don't care if you are the Queen of Diamonds, you never should've made that bet," she said and I winced at the hurt in her tone.
"Y'all are right, Sugah, and I'm sorry; I just was pissed at the prick and wanted to teach 'im a lesson. For the record though, I might be the Queen of Diamonds but y'all are the Queen of my Heart," I drawled and laid on the Southern Charm thick.
"That was good, but you're still not getting any tonight. Tomorrow is another story because I doubt I could go for more than a night without ravaging my sexy cowgirl," she laughed and I accepted the punishment with a smile.
"Hail to the Queen, Baby," she continued then pulled me back to her lips.