"You're not paying attention, Paul," said Simons. Paul didn't like Walton
Simons. He always was taking blood out of him and taking it away. Paul was
only four, but could tell that he wasn't quite right. Recently his handsome
face was getting paler, and the veins on his face were standing out. Jaime
Reyes said it was because of the ogmentashun. He didn't know what
ogmentashun was, but he didn't like what it was doing to Simons.
"Paul, pay attention!" Simons shouted. Paul sighed and looked back down at his desk. The little computer was giving him algebraic equations to do. He hated algebra. It wasn't that it was too hard, on the contrary, it was easy and dull. He had been on the web and got some trigonometry problems and had fiddled with them a couple of weeks ago.
He remembered last week when he had to take an IQ test. They were mad at him for some reason.
"Paul, why did you cheat on the exam?" Simons said with his cold hard eyes.
"I didn't cheat," said Paul, "I just answered the questions."
When Simons walked away, Paul saw a number on the piece of paper he was holding. It was 287. Paul hacked into the "MJ12" account again. He had found it a couple of weeks ago it seemed to have a lot on him and John Calvin. He didn't know who John Calvin was. But they seemed to be very special, because MJ12 was a hard drive to hack.
In the MJ12 folder was a new heading- IQ RESULTS. Under Paul's name was 287. John Calvin (his name was being shortened to JC) had 269 under his.
"Paul, you should do your algebra." Paul was brought back to his desk out of his adventure in laa laa land.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Simons," he sighed, "I just know this stuff too well. I was doing well with trigonometry, though." Paul grinned hopefully.
Simons stared at him. Bloody Hell, he thought. "Well, lets take a break for a while, shall we?"
* * *
"I'm serious, sir. They are both too intelligent. They need to be taken away and put into mild observation. John can be Paul's younger brother."
"Why do you say that Simons? They can't be too smart, can they?"
"Just check the Majestic 12 drive."
"Okay… so?"
"Notice the amounts of hits today?"
"Five… so?"
"Jesus, Page! Can you be any denser? Just look at the terminals from which the drive was accessed."
"BPage, WS, JManderley… PDenton… JCD? Christ, the kids have hacked into it?"
"They can't be too smart, can they? Yes, they can; yes, they are."
"Don't mock me Simons. Just get the knockout fluid in them ASAP. And also, see if we can stupid them up a little."
"How?"
"I Don't know, get them really drunk or something."
"Paul, pay attention!" Simons shouted. Paul sighed and looked back down at his desk. The little computer was giving him algebraic equations to do. He hated algebra. It wasn't that it was too hard, on the contrary, it was easy and dull. He had been on the web and got some trigonometry problems and had fiddled with them a couple of weeks ago.
He remembered last week when he had to take an IQ test. They were mad at him for some reason.
"Paul, why did you cheat on the exam?" Simons said with his cold hard eyes.
"I didn't cheat," said Paul, "I just answered the questions."
When Simons walked away, Paul saw a number on the piece of paper he was holding. It was 287. Paul hacked into the "MJ12" account again. He had found it a couple of weeks ago it seemed to have a lot on him and John Calvin. He didn't know who John Calvin was. But they seemed to be very special, because MJ12 was a hard drive to hack.
In the MJ12 folder was a new heading- IQ RESULTS. Under Paul's name was 287. John Calvin (his name was being shortened to JC) had 269 under his.
"Paul, you should do your algebra." Paul was brought back to his desk out of his adventure in laa laa land.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Simons," he sighed, "I just know this stuff too well. I was doing well with trigonometry, though." Paul grinned hopefully.
Simons stared at him. Bloody Hell, he thought. "Well, lets take a break for a while, shall we?"
* * *
"I'm serious, sir. They are both too intelligent. They need to be taken away and put into mild observation. John can be Paul's younger brother."
"Why do you say that Simons? They can't be too smart, can they?"
"Just check the Majestic 12 drive."
"Okay… so?"
"Notice the amounts of hits today?"
"Five… so?"
"Jesus, Page! Can you be any denser? Just look at the terminals from which the drive was accessed."
"BPage, WS, JManderley… PDenton… JCD? Christ, the kids have hacked into it?"
"They can't be too smart, can they? Yes, they can; yes, they are."
"Don't mock me Simons. Just get the knockout fluid in them ASAP. And also, see if we can stupid them up a little."
"How?"
"I Don't know, get them really drunk or something."