Welcome back, gang. With the previous chapter, I introduced Murder: Basil's archenemy. A lot of students saw the confrontation between the two and with this chapter we see the result of that confrontation. Also, I've got a question for you? What happens when Murder can't find Basil? Don't know? Well, just an idea of what's to come!

Popular? How unfortunate

Basil hobbled into the cafeteria. As he did, everyone looked at him. He looked around at them.

Why did Basil have to be himself? His family was rich. He often got people's attention whether he wanted to or not. Sometimes got some unwanted friends, always got unwanted enemies. Had an unlucky fear of birds. It sucked to be him.

Then Steve, the head jock walked up to him. Basil looked up at the taller teenager. His grey eyes looked at Steve with critical eyes, with no more respect than Barrage had for Basil.

"Hey, what was with that bird?" Steve's question was an honest one. Not a rhetorical question like Basil usually got from jocks. It was an interesting change.

"It was bird, nothing more nothing less." Basil hobbled towards a table and sat down. "I have horrible luck when it comes to birds." Basil sighed as the cheerleaders surrounded him. He hated being popular he really wished that everyone had not seen him get attacked by Murder. At his old school it was easy not to pay attention to anyone getting attacked by Murder, he was the principal's pet. Here at A. Nigma, no one would have noticed if he had been attacked by the Tatzelwurm! "Besides, I practically lost that fight!" Basil looked at the cheerleaders surrounding him. He let out a sigh and shrugged. "Ice tea!" Immediately, the cheerleaders walked away fighting each other to the vending machine. Steve gave Basil a pat on the back, a painful pat on the back.

"Yeah, but look at your leg!" He then sat down next to Basil. "If you had been standing you probably would have beaten that freak and used his feathers to stuff a pillow!" One of the cheer leaders returned with and placed an ice tea on the table. Basil merely gave a 'thumbs up' causing an awkward look from Steve. "You know they're throwing themselves, right?" Basil shrugged. "Don't you care that you're popular?"

"Steve, there is nothing I want less than to be popular which makes me wonder why I joined the film club at my old school." Basil took a sip of his ice tea and looked back at the cheerleaders. He then looked at Steve. "None of them, arrived recently did they?"

"Uh… no." Steve 's eyes widened as Basil chuckled.

"Thank goodness!" Basil took another sip of ice tea. He had been worried one of them was his ex-girlfriend… what was her name? Katharine? Bette? Audrey? Actually what did she look like?

"So, film club…" Steve was trying to think of something to say. It was better to talk to Basil than to Kimmie. "What was that like?"

"Oh, nothing special, watch a movie, make a movie like the movie we watched." Basil took another sip of his ice tea. "Like I said nothing special."

"So you ever make a sports movie?" The moment Basil mentioned making movies Steve was interested. He loved movies about football!"

"Yeah, a boxing movie." Steve frowned and walked away. Basil just continued sipping his ice tea like a vampire with blood. "Nice talking to ya, Steve!" Basil stopped sipping the moment he heard fast footsteps, Chaz's footsteps. "What do you want, Chaz?"

"Oh, I just want to interview A. Nigma's unluckiest student!" The mocking tone in Chaz's voice made Basil's skin crawl. "Getting attacked by an overgrown pigeon! I was laughing my head off, Frankenstein!" Basil turned his head to look at Chaz. With anger in his eyes, Basil stood up without his crutch, balancing completely on one leg.

"You want a repeat of last time, Moneranian?" Basil placed his hands around Chaz's neck. "I'd be happy to make you ridiculed in front of the entire school!" Chaz laughed, the mocking tone still there.

"You can't hurt me!" Chaz starred confidently into Basil's angry eyes. He seemed too confident. "I'm Chaz Moneranian, I'm the school news!"

"I've hurt you before, I'll do so again if it gets a Narcissist like you away from me!" Basil was about to raise a fist when he out of the corner of his eye, he saw Vice Principal Victoria enter the cafeteria.

"Basil P. you take your hand off of that nice boys neck right now!" Basil removed his hand from Chaz's neck, glaring at the smirk on Chaz's face. "And your mother told me such nice things about you." Basil's eyes widened at that comment. How did Victoria know his mom? "Do we need a trip to detention?"

"No, Vice Principal Victoria." Basil sounded similar to Biffy. Victoria was even treating him the same way.

"You weren't taunting this poor injured boy were you, Chaz?" Chaz looked at Victoria with that smirk still on his face. He shook his head and Victoria walked away. The moment she was out of earshot, Chaz turned back to look at Basil but was surprised by a fist hitting him in the face, knocking him into a garbage pail. As Chaz clutched at his face, he heard Basil hobble away.

"You know why you can't beat me, Chaz?" There was mocking tone in Basil's voice. He was one who knew how to fight back. "I'm not all talk!" Basil continued to hobble away, laughing victoriously as he did. Chaz just didn't know when to quit.