CHAPTER 6
Lina sat in the school office patiently waiting for her schedule to print out. This was the fourth school she was trying out. The portly old secretary waddled over to Lina. "Okay now, you arrived late, so we're in third hour right now. So you'll be going to biology class now. I'll walk you down to your class."
Lina stood up and tugged her skirt down. She was now quite tall, 5'8", taller than everyone else in her house. Her wispy honey blonde hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail and her bright emerald colored eyes looked tired and sad. She wore a Bohemian style shirt, large clunky combat boots and a long pleated skirt. Lina did not want to go to public school. She just knew something bad would happen.
She stumbled along after the secretary. Her boots made a stomping noise every time she moved. And after walking for what seemed to be an eternity, the secretary finally stopped. "This is the classroom, Lina. I'll tell the teacher."
The secretary went into the classroom and emerged a moment later with a tall, fat man. He had a grizzly gray beard and big thick glasses. "Hello there, I'm Mr. Martin. I will be your biology teacher. What's your name?"
"Lina Barton Winner."
"Alrighty then! Just come on in!"
Lina followed Mr. Martin into the room. She looked at the students staring at her. She gulped. Poor Lina happened to be very shy around new people. Mr. Martin took her to the front of the room. "Class we have a new student today. Her name is Lina Barton Winner. Please try to make her feel at home. Lina, would you like to tell us about yourself while I get some supplies from across the school?"
"O . . .kay?" Lina blinked and thought of something to share, "Uh, I live with my three uncles. And my fathers."
Several students began to whisper. One smart ass spoke up, "Did you say "fathers"?"
Lina nodded, "Uh-huh." She didn't know why that was such a big deal.
The same smart ass prodded even deeper, "You mean a step dad, right?"
"No . . ."
"What do you mean then?"
"Their my dads. They raised me together. They love me and they love each other."
A prissy looking girl shrieked in laughter, "You mean they're GAY?!"
The entire classroom erupted into laughter, all except Lina and one other girl. The girl looked at Lina and smiled sympathetically. Lina looked at the students in wonder.
"Excuse me," she said, "what does gay mean?"
The entire class dropped their jaws and stared at Lina in shock. The prissy girl stood up, "It means they're a . . . hee hee . . . a couple! Ha ha ha ha!"
The class started laughing again.
"Well, then I guess they are gay. I guess that mean Uncle Duo and Uncle Heero are gay too!" Lina chirped happily.
That statement caused even more laughter and mocking. Lina just looked at them, puzzled. Why are they laughing?, she wondered, There is nothing wrong with them being together. It makes them happy! Lina got very angry.
"Why are you laughing? There is nothing wrong with them! They love each other and that's all that matters!" Lina said trying not to scream.
Some of the laughing died down for a moment. Lina stared at their cold, taunting eyes. What are you gonna do about it?, the eyes seemed to say. You are a sick person! Your family is sick! We hate sick people! We hate you! Lina screamed at the top of her lungs, "I am not sick! And neither are they!"
The smart ass approached Lina, "You are sick! You live with a bunch of fags and they are sick! And you are probably a fag too!" he spit on Lina's shoes.
Lina could take the spit on her shoes and being called a fag herself, but no one called her family a bunch of fags! No one! "I'll kill you!!" Lina pounced on the boy and dragged him to the floor. She sat on his chest and delivered five hard punches to his nose and eyes. After that was done, Lina kicked him in the stomach and groin. She then kicked his face and the back of his head.
The kids screamed and chanted harsh words at Lina. She punched the prissy girl in the mouth. Lina headed for the classroom door. Just as she turned the doorknob, Mr. Martin entered the room.
"What in the world is going on here? Miss Winner, if you had anything to do with this, I'll suspend you!"
Lina pushed her way passed Mr. Martin and left the school. She headed across the street to a small 7 Eleven. She bought a soda and put a coin in the pay phone. She dialed up the number that she had never had to dial before.
Lina sat in the school office patiently waiting for her schedule to print out. This was the fourth school she was trying out. The portly old secretary waddled over to Lina. "Okay now, you arrived late, so we're in third hour right now. So you'll be going to biology class now. I'll walk you down to your class."
Lina stood up and tugged her skirt down. She was now quite tall, 5'8", taller than everyone else in her house. Her wispy honey blonde hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail and her bright emerald colored eyes looked tired and sad. She wore a Bohemian style shirt, large clunky combat boots and a long pleated skirt. Lina did not want to go to public school. She just knew something bad would happen.
She stumbled along after the secretary. Her boots made a stomping noise every time she moved. And after walking for what seemed to be an eternity, the secretary finally stopped. "This is the classroom, Lina. I'll tell the teacher."
The secretary went into the classroom and emerged a moment later with a tall, fat man. He had a grizzly gray beard and big thick glasses. "Hello there, I'm Mr. Martin. I will be your biology teacher. What's your name?"
"Lina Barton Winner."
"Alrighty then! Just come on in!"
Lina followed Mr. Martin into the room. She looked at the students staring at her. She gulped. Poor Lina happened to be very shy around new people. Mr. Martin took her to the front of the room. "Class we have a new student today. Her name is Lina Barton Winner. Please try to make her feel at home. Lina, would you like to tell us about yourself while I get some supplies from across the school?"
"O . . .kay?" Lina blinked and thought of something to share, "Uh, I live with my three uncles. And my fathers."
Several students began to whisper. One smart ass spoke up, "Did you say "fathers"?"
Lina nodded, "Uh-huh." She didn't know why that was such a big deal.
The same smart ass prodded even deeper, "You mean a step dad, right?"
"No . . ."
"What do you mean then?"
"Their my dads. They raised me together. They love me and they love each other."
A prissy looking girl shrieked in laughter, "You mean they're GAY?!"
The entire classroom erupted into laughter, all except Lina and one other girl. The girl looked at Lina and smiled sympathetically. Lina looked at the students in wonder.
"Excuse me," she said, "what does gay mean?"
The entire class dropped their jaws and stared at Lina in shock. The prissy girl stood up, "It means they're a . . . hee hee . . . a couple! Ha ha ha ha!"
The class started laughing again.
"Well, then I guess they are gay. I guess that mean Uncle Duo and Uncle Heero are gay too!" Lina chirped happily.
That statement caused even more laughter and mocking. Lina just looked at them, puzzled. Why are they laughing?, she wondered, There is nothing wrong with them being together. It makes them happy! Lina got very angry.
"Why are you laughing? There is nothing wrong with them! They love each other and that's all that matters!" Lina said trying not to scream.
Some of the laughing died down for a moment. Lina stared at their cold, taunting eyes. What are you gonna do about it?, the eyes seemed to say. You are a sick person! Your family is sick! We hate sick people! We hate you! Lina screamed at the top of her lungs, "I am not sick! And neither are they!"
The smart ass approached Lina, "You are sick! You live with a bunch of fags and they are sick! And you are probably a fag too!" he spit on Lina's shoes.
Lina could take the spit on her shoes and being called a fag herself, but no one called her family a bunch of fags! No one! "I'll kill you!!" Lina pounced on the boy and dragged him to the floor. She sat on his chest and delivered five hard punches to his nose and eyes. After that was done, Lina kicked him in the stomach and groin. She then kicked his face and the back of his head.
The kids screamed and chanted harsh words at Lina. She punched the prissy girl in the mouth. Lina headed for the classroom door. Just as she turned the doorknob, Mr. Martin entered the room.
"What in the world is going on here? Miss Winner, if you had anything to do with this, I'll suspend you!"
Lina pushed her way passed Mr. Martin and left the school. She headed across the street to a small 7 Eleven. She bought a soda and put a coin in the pay phone. She dialed up the number that she had never had to dial before.