School Drama

Chapter 21

(Lunchtime at school)

Veronica sat with Timmy in the cafeteria. She had received a text from Trixie that she was getting her fortune back because Mr. Tang was ill. While she was happy for Trixie, she feared the repercussions once she returned to school.

"Hey," Fred said and sat at their table.

"Did you stub your toe and trip here?" Veronica asked surprised at his presence.

"No, Chad put in a good word for you," Fred told her and winked at Timmy.

A momentarily confused Timmy smiled. He had taken Chad aside that morning and apologized for everything. He even gave Chad two tickets to an ultra exclusive gay club. A shocked Chad said thanks and told him he'd pay him back.

I guess this how he's doing it. – Timmy

Hmm, guess we can use this little game changer to our advantage. – Veronica

"Want a little exclusive gossip?" Veronica asked.

"Bring it," Fred said with a grin.

Veronica held up her phone and brought up Trixie's text. Fred's eyes widened to saucers as he read it. He took out his blackberry and texted like crazy. Soon the entire popular area was a buzz. Then a girl from the posted on her twitter feed and it was found by an average girl who shared it with her friends. Minutes later the entire cafeteria erupted in an explosion of excitement.

"Veronica!" several popular girls cried and hurried over the table, "how did you get this?"

"Well," Veronica said slyly, "it seems Trixie couldn't help but call me," she said and the table erupted in squeals, "I kept her confidence on that course, but this text came with the public knowledge that Mr. Tang was ill," she told them, "I had to tell someone and Fred just happened to come by..." she left hanging.

A girl kissed Fred who truly became all smiles.

"Um, who wants to guess what...Trixie will do first when she comes back?" Timmy tried to cut in.

"Well money won't erase the les business," a girl spoke, "but to get disowned then get the cash back because your parent's too ill to function? Awesome!"

Everyone was soon chatting about gossip and the day's events. It seemed as if Veronica and Timmy's permanent exile from popularity was forgotten.

"Well hello," a voice said coldly, "everybody having fun with the former outcasts?" he asked mockingly.

"Lay off Tad!" A.J. shouted from his table, "the tennis match was rescheduled and you guys still came in second without Timmy on the team," he said, "whoever drugged him and Veronica deserve your discontent not them, they're innocent," he declared.

"Yeah," a nerdy student said from across the room, "yes to Timmy, no to drugs!"

At first no one else responded. Then another voice spoke.

"Yes to Timmy, no to drugs," Tootie declared and clapped up a beat.

Then a few more students joined in. Soon everywhere but the popular section was repeating the chant.

"Yes to Timmy, no to drugs," Veronica said excitedly.

Chad then clapped the beat.

No way I'm saying that lame line. – Chad

A few popular students joined in while Timmy and Fred clapped and sometimes said "Drugs Suck."

By the end of lunchtime nearly everyone had chanted or clapped the phrase at least a few times. Tad had stormed out the moment Tootie started saying it.

"We're sorry for being so hard on you," another girl told Veronica.

"It's fine, we're friends again!" Veronica cried and all the girls held hands together squealing.

"Welcome back," Fred said topping Timmy on the back.

"Glad to be back," Timmy said with a smile.

But he didn't let himself get lost in the celebration. He remembered how his popularity seemed so secure once. Now he knew that was a lie.

I'm going to fix my life so that popularity doesn't matter like it once did. First I'm paying Chester a visit. Timmy

(Meanwhile on Fairy World)

"Juandissimo confess!" Jorgen Von Strangle shouted at the tied up and terrified fairy, "you cursed West so that he couldn't get in contact with magic without being in horrible pain and in worst cases break out in seizures," he stated, "confess so that we can hand you over to him as payment for his suffering!"

"You can't do that!" Wanda cried, "West cannot get his hands on a fairy," she emphasized and Jorgen sighed.

"Please believe me," Juandissimo begged, "even the judge back then dismissed the case from going to trial due to lack of evidence."

"Well times change cover boy!" Wanda said darkly, "and I have plans to do real damage if you're going to keep lying to me," she threatened.

"It was a pixie," Juandissimo said desperately, "I told him to leave and chased him," he continued, "I lost him but kept looking," he admitted, "next thing I know I see a halv sobbing and asking 'why does everywhere hurts?'" he stated, "when I tried to help him, he screamed and accused me of doing whatever happened to him."

"Why should we believe you?" Wanda demanded, "you'd say anything to save your skin," she said, "the halv was easy to find because they're born without wings and have o practice to be able to use magic in order to float," she countered, "you could've easily found him and used the incurable hex made by the witches of the underworld."

"Wait," Jorgen said upon hearing that last bit for the first time, "don't the pixies and the witches have a truce?"

"Had Jorgen and that was many years..." Wanda started.

Juandissimo grinned, "Can I get back to my god child now?"

"Not until you give us a full description of the pixie you chased," Jorgen said, "and what the hell did you do to make it that angry!"

"Nothing, ask the halv it cursed," Juandissimo countered.

"Wait, Blonda has a friend going out with H.P.," Wanda said and both men made a face, "gross," I know," she said, "but if she tells him all of this I'm sure he'll consider helping us," she said brightly, "what am I saying, he'll laugh at our misfortune," she deflated.

"Not if we way we'll tell West who really cursed him," Jorgen said, "he'll co-operate knowing full well the trouble that halv had thrown our way," he declared, "in fact I'm calling him right now," he decided, "hello H.P." he said and told the head pixie everything, "what do you mean Sanderson has it under control?" he asked suspiciously, "it was Sanderson this whole time!" h exploded, "the halv said what? that's just wrong," he said, "and Sanderson who had a close family witch friend he called Aunty used the worst curse he knew on the halv?" he asked, "ok, as long as Sanderson can stop him, do whatever is necessary."

"What did the halv say that upset Sanderson?" Wanda asked incredulously, "that guy is almost impossible to anger, he's H.P.'s top evil henchman/executive for goodness sakes!"

"West was trying to catch Sanderson to gain favour in Fairy World," Jorgen explained, "he cornered Sanderson who had been looking to curse someone who played a trick on his mother, she died but nothing could be proven in court, so there was no trial," he revealed, "everything was sealed like those cases always are so hardly anyone knew about it," he said, "so when the halv mocked him and declared emotionless blobs like pixies had no mother...well you can guess what happened," he concluded, "plus he addled West mind so he'd think the next fairy he saw did it."

"How terrible," Wanda said, "but what's Sanderson going to do?" she asked.

"Whatever it takes to stop him," Jorgen said, "he plans to clean up the mess he left behind."

"But Jorgen that could mean..." Wanda started.

"Yes...but West made his bed a long time ago," Jorgen said sadly, "and now he may go six feet under along with it."

(2pm in a Lonely Part of Town)

Sanderson appeared in front of West in the empty storage lot. He was surprised to see a redheaded little boy gorging on candy. Tears were flowing down his face and there were all sorts of empty creams and painkillers everywhere.

"So this is how you like?" Sanderson asked, "no wonder you hate fairies so much," he said.

West immediately turned into his adult form but held unto his candy protectively. "What do you want?"

"Not that, I promise you," Sanderson said frankly, "I'm here to say..." he tried, "I...I can't do this," he said turning to leave.

"Wait...are you that pixie...yes you sound familiar," West recalled, "I chased you but you got away," he said, "then that Spanish fairy came and..." his voice raised several pitches, "did he send you?" he demanded angrily.

"No," Sanderson said deadpan, "West I am...ugh!"

"What the hell do you want?" West demanded.

"I cursed you ok!" Sanderson exploded then covered his mouth, "oh my, my emotions got away, I apologize," he said going back to his usual demeanour.

West's eyes became huge and red. He moved closer to the black haired pixie who wore a dull coloured business suit and sunglasses. "What?" he hissed.

"I addled your memory so you'd think a fairy did it but it was me," Sanderson told him.

West roared in rage and attacked him. A shocked Sanderson dropped his magical cell phone (equivalent to wand for fairies). So he was completely defenseless.

By the time West was done the pixie was bloodied and twitching. He was barely alive when an old pixie appeared and healed him. Seeing this West turned back into a little boy and started bawling.

"Why doesn't anyone love me like that!" West screamed.

Sanderson moved back appauled. H.P. however flew over and stroked West face. The halv cringed.

"All magic hurts," Sanderson revealed.

H.P. sat beside the blubbering West. "Would you like the pain to go away?" he asked and West nodded, "unfortunately you have to give up all your powers and never come in contact with anything magical."

"I'll do it," West said surprising them, "so many years of pain," his voice cracked, "you wouldn't understand."

"Ok," H.P. said and did it, "is that better?" he asked.

"Yes," West said with a relieved sigh in his adult form, "I'll make things right, tell the fairies I'm sorry. My mother lost her mind after seeing me suffer. My dad's dead, I only have the human world and human friends."

"I hope that's enough," H.P. said becoming completely formal, "Sanderson and I have to take our leave now, goodbye," he said and both pixies disappeared.

A new day to the rest of my life. - West

(8 pm at the Trailer Park)

Chester opened the door to see a drenched Timmy. He was immediately enveloped in a loving hug.

"I forgive you," Timmy said, "I hope you can forgive me too someday," he added.

A shocked Chester could barely keep himself together. He had waited for this day. No matter his desire for revenge. This is what he really wanted.

"It's all water under the bridge buddy," Chester said hugging him tightly, "but why don't you have an umbrella?"

"A creepy shaggy haired guy a few trailers down stole it," Timmy revealed.

"Tiefy Pete," Chester sighed, "he's been messed up since returning from the war, just let him have it," he said simply and letting Timmy inside.

"Messed up is Tad getting away with everything," Timmy muttered shaking out his hair, "has the D.A. said anything about leniency for you?" he asked.

Chester looked away. "Thing's aren't good, he's real pissed and all angry about teens dealing drugs. Plus he feels I made you…you know to Veronica," he added.

Timmy nodded. He needed to find a way to help Chester but also punish Tad.

What am I stupid? The way has been in front of me the whole time! – Timmy

Chapter Completed.

Today is April 6, 2011. Two chapters left, please read and review. Sorry for lateness, got a computer virus.