"Send nudes, not hate" -(not) Ghandi
Kate: Uh... WTF Blitz?
Humphrey: I like this quote.
Kate: Fuck you.
Humphrey: When and where?
Kate: Okay you twisted shit... Saturday at 9pm, right here in The Lounge (omg...)
Humphrey: Hang on... I was joking.
Lilly: Hold the fucking phone, you two...
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Three Weeks Of CS Part II
Jasper High
Wednesday 11:40am
Week 2:
Narrative P.O.V.
"Iris better call me White Stripes 'cause I'm bringing a seven nation army. Fuck, that reference was cringey as balls." A white furred wolf says to himself as he stands at the front gate of Jasper High. The mysterious stranger slides on a pair of aviators then walks towards a black and white striped 2005 Ford GT. He enters the car and dials a number on his phone.
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Iris's P.O.V.
"Hello bitch, this is White Stripes calling." Jay tells me over the phone. I slouch into my seat and rub my nose bridge at the little shit's nickname he probably just came up with for himself. "What for?" I ask. "Well, I'm at Jasper High."
"Okay... so?" I impatiently tap my fingers on the wheel as I say on the phone. "Dumbass, aren't we out here for the Quinn girl and her boyfriend?" He asks. I want to correct my partner about their current relationship status but I'm more pissed that he called me a dumbass. He's so lucky I haven't cut his dick off yet. "One: don't call me a dumbass, you shit stain. Two: true, but what are you doing at their school?" I ask him. "Isn't it obvious?" I sit upright after he asks the rhetorical question. "I swear, if you fuck this up-"
"Can't talk now, some guy in the car park's coming. See ya, bitch." Jay says then hangs up on me. "Motherfucker..." I groan then smack the side of my smartphone against the steering wheel. "He didn't even tell me why I should call him a 1990's/2000's rock duo's name.
An Hour Earlier...
Humphrey's P.O.V.
I quietly question why this whole renovation had to be done during school hours. I'm currently sitting during history class while new projectors are being installed on the ceiling. Soon, we'll be seeing new smartboards in the class aswell. I would've been hyped (maybe) if it wasn't so disruptive.
"Well shit bro, you think CS will turn this school into a full private school by the end of the next year?" Salty asks. "I don't like to think about it but I guess so." I reply with a simple shrug. "Oh man, you ever think like this company wants to do something more than what's in the open like maybe turn us into teenage private soldiers working for them or the government?" Salty asks. "What?" I ask the taller wolf, pretending to act like his idea wasn't plausible at this point. "You know what I meant." Salty asks, oblivious to the fact.
"Have you been watching spy movies with teenage operative tropes?" I ask the lanky wolf half serious and half joking. "Did I fucking stutter?" Salty asks, actually living up to his nickname. "Did you?" I ask him, intentionally pissing him off. Salty's so pissed that veins are fully visible on the side of his forehead. He tries hiding it with a wide smile on his face. "Oh you mother-"
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Lilly's P.O.V.
"...-fucker." I curse after accidentally nuking a flask during a chemical practical experiment. The fragments shoot off in all directions and with plenty of force. I basically made an improvised frag grenade during chemistry. Thank God the liquid evaporated during the explosion or else the pieces of the glass flask stuck in my arm would've poisoned me.
"Holy shit! Is Snow okay?" Ethan asks after seeing my little accident. This is fine. 'Tis but a scratch. "What the hell was that?" That's what I call a class grenade. "Her arm's bleeding..." Yes, it is. "Her lab coat's red. Is that blood or the color of the chemical mix?" It's both.
30 minutes Later
Nurse's Office
The nurse pulls out the last of the flask fragments out of my arm then prepares the bandages for my right arm. The nurse seemed surprised that I took the chemistry incident as calm as I did. Honestly, I'd be suprised too. The entire right sleeve of the coat was almost sopping wet with my blood. The red powder made the accident look even worse than it was supposed to.
"Have you worked with these new chemicals before, Lilly?" The nurse asks me as she applies some ointments on the cloth. "No, but I did my research on them." I reply to Theresa. "Seems like you didn't do enough..."She says as she cleans my arm. "I did enough, I just messed up while combining the two chemicals."
"Wow, and made a bomb?" The nurse asks sarcastically. "Yep." I reply with an honest smile. Theresa shakes her head at me with a worried and questioning expression. "How aren't you shaken by this? Things could've gone worse, you could've-"
"-Died if these fragments flew off and hit me in a fatal spot? True, or if the liquid in the flask hadn't evaporated before hitting my arm? Also true, but I'm still alive and kicking, so thank God for that." I say to the nurse. She stays silent for a moment before asking me the inevitable question I wanted to escape from. "Hm... did the loss of your parents change you in some way?"
I sigh before giving my response to this query. "It has and for the better." I reply, but I couldn't bring myself to reply with a smile this time. "I wouldn't say it's for the better but you're more fearless and less shy than before. You're growing your own thorns, white rose."
"Please don't call me that nickname anymore. I'm no longer in first-aid. Also, I owe that to Humphrey. His sometimes dumb, playful attitude and jokes cheer me up. His views on loss and trying times is mostly just to keep a positive mindset and it helps... a lot. Although, during the last weekend, he lost that quality and he's where I should be right about now. Depressed, heart in the gutter for apparently no reason." I explain to Theresa.b"Humphrey... that wolf that brought you here last week and brought in work for you until the end of the day? Your boyfriend?"
"Yes, him... no! No-no-no-no-no, he isn't my boyfriend!" I try to clear up the misunderstanding. Of course it always ends this way. "Well that was an awfully long pause. You spend a lot of time with him and from first glance, he's definitely your type."
"OKAY, can we change topics?" I impatiently ask the school nurse"It's okay, love in high school is strange and complicated after all. We usually don't want to talk about if we know we truly belong." Theresa says. I could argue about her point but in some cases it's true "That's great advice actually..."
"That ususally means I'm right." Theresa says with a smile. I don't respond and just let the nurse tend to my wounds.
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Kate's P.O.V
"Our council is too small to run anything at the moment, principal Clinton." I ask, impatiently tapping my fingernail on the desk. "Please Katherine, call me Nigel." The principal says in his casual tone. It was so difficult talking to him when he had an attitude like Humphrey's. "But sir, I have to call you by your handle out of respect."
"Meh." He says. I mentally facepalm at his reaction. I take a deep breath then sigh before taking another shot. "Sir, the school needs to have prefects or some extra working hands in the council." I once again ask the principal for support. "The SBC's doing fine just the way it is." At this point it sounded like he was giving excuses to not support the council. "We only have two head members, and that's me included. The full council is seven members."
"Okay, fine. How many do you want?" He finally gives in. "Twenty." Twenty to atleast make the damn school look decent.
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Present
Lunch Break
Garth's P.O.V.
I stare at the wolf, sitting in the car. "Have I seen you before?" I ask the stranger. "Haven's Park. You know the place?" The white wolf in the Ford GT says. "Yeah, but I still don't remember your face." I reply. "I didn't say you would. All you need to know is that I'm a... 'friend' of Iris." Who the fuck does this guy think he is? That first line rattled the crap out of me but I choose not to react for my image's sake. "Okay... so what are you doing here?"
"Nothing, just watching CS's renovation." The stranger says in his car. "How do you know about that?" I ask, narrowing my eyes at this weird guy. "You ask too many questions, big guy." The brat says before rolling up the fucking window on me. "Hey-" I try to call him out. He ignores me then proceeds to drive away, almost driving over my foot. "HEY!" I yell again but he's already long gone. "Tsk, motherfucker... I bet that Coyote knows something about this."
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Humphrey's P.O.V.
"So you reckon that the rainbow sprinkles are the way forward with the doughnuts?" Mooch asks Shakey. "Absolutely 'cause then you get the different textures like soft doughnut and added flavors from the harder and chewy sprinkles." Shakey responds. Mooch nods his head then faces me. "What do you think, Humphrey?"
"Just vanilla glaze is good." I tell the group. They all lean over their seats and stare at me as if I was a wanted wolf. "You suck." Shakey says eith a disgusted expression on his face. "What? It's my honest opinion." I defend myself. Salty shakes his head at me then looks back the boys. "It's not his fault bros, Humphrey lost his fun side a week ago."
"Coyote!" Fucking hell. That damned voice. "What now?" I ask then turn around to face the one and only wolf in the entire fucking school that calls me by that nickname. "We gotta talk." Garth says in a stern tone. "Our break's almost over, idiot. If you want to harass me, tomorrow and after school is always an option."
"I'll report you for street racing if this talk doesn't happen." Of course. Thee SBC guy just had pull the blackmail card. "What the fuck?! That's illegal! You were in on it t-!"
"I'll also report your pals for trafficking drugs both on and off school grounds." Gart says with an evil looking smirk. "Wow, okay now you've done it. You're both a backstabber and a lying motherfucker. Who would'a thunk..." Salty shakes his head at the alpha as he says this. "I don't give a fuck what you guys think. I want your Coyote pal then you can continue with your whatever weird conversation you were having."
"It was a cultural discussion! Go to hell." I spit at the council member as I get up from my seat. "I've been to hell and back twice, I can make a third trip." Garth tells me. I click my tongue then let him lead me out of the cafeteria.
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"A guy was here in the car park awhile ago, said he was a friend of Iris." Garth tells me. I really didn't care so I just yawned before saying: "So?"
"Iris doesn't get close to guys... well that's what I thought until that Friday. Did she mention anything of a wolf that owns a black and white Ford GT?" The alpha continues his interrogation. "No." I reply honestly. "I hope for your sake, you aren't bullshitting me."
"Barf, you're literally ordering me to just tell you the secrets of a girl I just met. You knew her for a much longer time than me, you should ask her yourself and leave me the fuck alone."
"Barf? Fuck y- you know what? I'll allow that just this once." Garth says as he tries to calm himself down. "Hmph..." I scoff at his reaction. "That wolf from earlier knows about the renovation somehow. You said something about CS-" I stop Garth before he said anything more that could get idle wolves's attention. "We can't talk about that in school." I try to tell him while making sure no one was around the area "I don't care! I want to know what's going on!" Garth protests like an 8 year old. "Bullshit, we tried to catch you up but you wouldn't listen!" I yell at the brawny wolf.
"And you stormed out of our house, not wanting anything to do with us. Remember that? Also don't mind my introduction." We hear Lilly say just as she makes an entrance, dramatically stepping out of a corner. "I-" Garth tries to talk but Lilly doesn't give him the opportunity. "Can't you be nice to Humphrey just once in your life?"
"What do you know about 'nice', Lil's?" Garth says, calling the snowy wolf a nickname I've never heard before. "Clearly more than you." Lilly stands her ground against the ginger. "Ahahaha, funny." Garth's sarcastic laughter makes me cringe, holy shit. "Well? Are you going to fill me in or not?!"
"Don't yell at me!" Lilly yells back at Garth in her response. "Fine... are you going to fill me in or not?" Garth asks again with visible effort in trying to be more calm this time around. "It depends, do want to be a part of this or not?" I ask him. "What do you mean?"
"It's exactly what it sounds like." Lilly replies in my stead. Garth stands there for a minute trying to understand what she meant until it clicked for him. "Holy sh-" The bell rings before Garth could finish.
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Afterschool
Lilly and I promised to tell Garth the about whole sitch and theories about the trillion dollar company moving in as our roommates. Sadly Garth was asking more questions than we had answers to.
"So those two wolves in suits were like secret agents or spies?" The ginger wolf asks us. "I want to say no... but the coin that lady tossed me looked strange. It had some agency's badge with a bunch of numbers on it. It wasn't a normal looking coin." Lilly explains. "So that's a yes?" Garth asks. "Maybe." I answer with a simple shoulder shrug.
"Should we go to this secret organization for help? I gave it some thought and they didn't seem too aggressive in that confrontation. They good be the good kind of agents."
"They lied about being employees working for your parents." I remind Lilly. "Well duh Humphrey, they wouldn't be that much of a secretive agency if they openly came to us and said 'hey Kate and Lilly, we're secret agents sent to gather all your parent's evidence of CSE being shady and corrupt and use it shut them down' now would they?" Lilly explains sarcastically. I shake my head before giving her my point. "Still, these two strangers came in a day after two REAL CS agents came to your house. That's already sus enough."
"Hold up, that's a lot to digest. We're going against spies? What the fuck?" Garth asks. I smirk at this because that's how I felt too after realizing what we could br getting ourselves into. "Well not really against spies. We're still on the topic of the 'maybe-good spies' that handed me that coin." Lilly tells me.
"So your plan was just to wait until something happens?" Garth asks. "Yeah, we have no leverage, nothing to pin against this enterprise. I say we wait for those two to come back and have a proper chat on what we can do. Kate will back me up on this once she finishes her meeting. Now it's just on you two."
"We're seriously gonna work this guy? This ungrateful bastard still calls me a coyote even though I saved his ass by giving him the keys to a Z06 that night of my race." I say to Lilly. "I don't like this either but now he knows and now he's with us. We just gotta make peace it."
I groan as I narrow my eyes at Garth. "Don't look at me like that. You heard the lady. I'm with you guys now." He says with a proud and unforgivable smile. "Don't call me that." Lilly mumbles. "There's something else..." Garth says then looks at me. "What is it?"
"There was this kid our age during break in the school parking. He was driving a Ford GT. The way he talked about the school being renovated by CSE's funding cash was off. He was just some punk outside of school but he knew what he was saying." Garth says with visible anger and frustration.
Word of CSE's work with Jasper High isn't public. That is strange..."Hmm... you said he's friends with Iris..." I say while looking down at my shoes. I wonder who that guy could be and how he managed to into Iris's tight bubble.
Week 3:
Monday 07:30
Narrative P.O.V.
(So what? - NOISY)
"Who's the new guy?" Students ask and gossip amongst themselves as a transfer student walks down the main corridor.
So what, I like Justin?
So what, I get drunk quick?
So what what I get anxious when a girl talks and she buzzin'?
The wolf in denim jeans and a black leather jacket matching his black sneakers winks at a group of girls, intentionally aggravating surrounding males. The new student aims to make his first impressions as bold as possible to his peers.
So what, I don't make time?
So what, we do straight lines?
So what, I never revised like a pro kid in a school vibe?
His name is Jason 'Jay' Jericho and his mission is to force Humphrey Williams out of Jasper High by any means necessary.
The Lounge: Why are the lounge's topics always diverting from the story? WE'RE TALKING ABOUT MOVIES NOT RELATED TO THE STORY NOW!
Humphrey: ELLOOOO!!!
Lilly: GOODBYEEEEE!!!
Humphrey: Shut up, I have something to ask y'all: "sO yOu rEcKoN tHaT tHe rAinBoW SpRinKLeS aRe tHe wAy fOrWaRd WiTh tHe dOuGhNuTs?"
Garth: Absolutely! Holy shit Blitz that Battlefield Bad Company 2 throwback hit me in the funny. So will Humphrey, Kate, Garth and Lilly's squad be called Bad Company in AELIHS?
Humphrey: Correction: ÆLIHS.
Blazin' Blitz: ÆLIHS.
Garth: Fucking hell...
Lilly: Anyone watch Barely Lethal before?
Garth: What's that?
Kate: Your dick.
Kate has awoken and has chosen violence
Humphrey: That's rough buddy.
Lilly: Jay, Iris and the hinting at spies and espionage being the main thing reminds me of that movie and some other spy movies.
Garth: Ya' like spy movies, Mrs. Lilly?
That's a POG reference, right there.
Humphrey: I heard something like that before...
Blazin' Blitz: Hey, I understood that reference! Kingsman Secret Service!
Garth: Bang on, it's fucking spectacular!
Blazin' Blitz: Don't over do it with the references m8.
Garth: Or what? You're gonna lock the doors to the rhythm of suspenseful music while saying 'manners maketh man' between phrases?
Blazin' Blitz: STAHP B4 U RUIN A GUD MOVIE!!!
Lilly: Me when I hear that Micheal Bay is involved in ANY movie.
Humphrey: HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE! Bay made great movies like 6 Underground and 13 Hours. The only ones fucked up were the Transformers and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles films.
Garth: YOU HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE! The second TMNT was amazing.
Lilly: BUUUUUULLSHIT!!! Granted it was better than the first one but still though, it wasn't amazing. Good but not great.
Kate: Remember how this whole argument started when Lilly said the plot of AELIHS was like Barely Lethal?
Garth: Correction: ÆLIHS.
Humphrey: Correction: ÆUHS.
Garth: Correction: ÆUHß.
Humphrey: Correction: ÆŪH§.
Lilly: You two have the collective intelligence of a peanut butter sandwich.
Kate: Can confirm that the sandwich is smarter.