I got to breakfast the next morning just as somebody snagged the last bagel, ,y entire body hurt from sleeping in my car to avoid going to my room and running into Riley and I'd cut myself shaving three or four times that morning. I could already tell it wasn't going to be a very good day. The way things were looking I had a feeling I'd be dead before lunch.
I walked around the dining hall aimlessly looking for a place to sit, not that it truly mattered though, even if I found one I wasn't on the mood to eat. I made my way past the Ducks table wondering if anyone would say anything to me. They didn't, so I kept walking. I did however take notice that neither Julie nor her friend Connie were in their seats. That struck me as odd, but I'd find out later why.
I wound up taking a seat with the mime club, just to have a place to get out of the way. It was sort of funny though because when I walked up to the table I said to them
"Anyone that objects to my sitting here speak now."
I guess you don't find that as funny as I did will then *sticks out tongue and blows raspberry* They didn't really find it funny either, don't know why. I was rolling on the floor. No not literally.
Anyway I was staring idly into space when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned in the chair to face Julie. She was standing with her hands on her hips and her long blonde hair was all tucked up under a bandana.
"Hey Julie, what's up?" I smiled at her brightly and quickly the grin faded as she didn't return it.
"This is what's up." She shoved a note at me that was written on Rick's personal stationary
'We didn't harm A hair on her head. We harmed the all.'
My heart started to pound and I swear I broke into a cold sweat
"What did they do?"
"My hair, under this bandana, is PURPLE!" She shrieked
"What?"
"Cole's girlfriend was in the bathroom at the same time as me this morning. I think they had her put dye in my shampoo."
"Oh no." I sighed
"Oh yes." she snapped "I have to skip the first two periods today, so I can go and have my hair dyed back to it's original color. You know what Scooter, I really like you and all, but it's not worth it." With that she walked away with a sad expression on her face.
I ran into Cole and Riley in the hall later that day, I wasn't going to say anything to them at first. But they had to go and open there mouths.
"You're girlfriend looks good in purple Scooter." Cole taunted
"Not as cute as she use be, unless you like that punk rocker look." Riley added
"If you don't, I'll take her off your hands." Brown interjected
That is what set me off. I lunged forward catching Gary across the middle and knocking him off balance. I didn't plan on hitting him but by the time two of the teachers in nearby rooms pulled me off of him, my arm was limp and numb and my knuckles were raw.
Suspended for a five days and academic probation was the sentence the dean passed down. I think it should've been lighter given what happened, but I guess dying my girl friends hair lavender didn't warrant a shattered nose in Buckley's eyes. Old fuddey duddey.
That wasn't going to be fun to explain to my father.
I walked around the dining hall aimlessly looking for a place to sit, not that it truly mattered though, even if I found one I wasn't on the mood to eat. I made my way past the Ducks table wondering if anyone would say anything to me. They didn't, so I kept walking. I did however take notice that neither Julie nor her friend Connie were in their seats. That struck me as odd, but I'd find out later why.
I wound up taking a seat with the mime club, just to have a place to get out of the way. It was sort of funny though because when I walked up to the table I said to them
"Anyone that objects to my sitting here speak now."
I guess you don't find that as funny as I did will then *sticks out tongue and blows raspberry* They didn't really find it funny either, don't know why. I was rolling on the floor. No not literally.
Anyway I was staring idly into space when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned in the chair to face Julie. She was standing with her hands on her hips and her long blonde hair was all tucked up under a bandana.
"Hey Julie, what's up?" I smiled at her brightly and quickly the grin faded as she didn't return it.
"This is what's up." She shoved a note at me that was written on Rick's personal stationary
'We didn't harm A hair on her head. We harmed the all.'
My heart started to pound and I swear I broke into a cold sweat
"What did they do?"
"My hair, under this bandana, is PURPLE!" She shrieked
"What?"
"Cole's girlfriend was in the bathroom at the same time as me this morning. I think they had her put dye in my shampoo."
"Oh no." I sighed
"Oh yes." she snapped "I have to skip the first two periods today, so I can go and have my hair dyed back to it's original color. You know what Scooter, I really like you and all, but it's not worth it." With that she walked away with a sad expression on her face.
I ran into Cole and Riley in the hall later that day, I wasn't going to say anything to them at first. But they had to go and open there mouths.
"You're girlfriend looks good in purple Scooter." Cole taunted
"Not as cute as she use be, unless you like that punk rocker look." Riley added
"If you don't, I'll take her off your hands." Brown interjected
That is what set me off. I lunged forward catching Gary across the middle and knocking him off balance. I didn't plan on hitting him but by the time two of the teachers in nearby rooms pulled me off of him, my arm was limp and numb and my knuckles were raw.
Suspended for a five days and academic probation was the sentence the dean passed down. I think it should've been lighter given what happened, but I guess dying my girl friends hair lavender didn't warrant a shattered nose in Buckley's eyes. Old fuddey duddey.
That wasn't going to be fun to explain to my father.