Chapter 3
The ladies in the office smiled and said hello to Joshua as he walked in. He was a model student and often came down to talk with the Vice Principal.
"She's in her office." Said her secretary, Rose.
"Thanks Rose." Joshua smiled to cover up his nervousness. He knocked on the door and heard Trixie bid him to enter.
"Joshua! What brings you down here so early?" She asked giving the boy a hug.
"My gut is what brings me here. I'm afraid that one of my classmates may try something violent." He said. The smile disappeared from Trixie's face and she asked him what he meant.
"Well when he entered math class today, I got this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. Mr. Fore asked him to stay after class because he was late without a pass and I could feel rage. I don't know if he really is going to do something or not but I don't want to wait and find out either. Pat and I are going to try to keep and eye on him." Joshua explained.
"Thank you for warning me. Who is it?" She asked her face completely serious.
"George is his first name. The kid is very quiet and I don't know his last name. He doesn't seem to talk to anyone and Pat and I have tried before but with no success." Joshua said.
"Ok. I'll find out how many Georges we have in the tenth grade. Should I contact your father?" Trixie asked.
"No, not yet. Worse comes to worse, his crystal will go off and he'll come or I'll get him." Joshua told her.
"All right, if you're sure. Please be careful. I don't want to have to tell your parents any bad news." Trixie said.
"I promise. Thanks Aunt Trixie." Joshua smiled feeling a little better.
"No, thank you, Joshua. Don't know what I'd do without you." The Vice Principal said. She wrote him a pass and the boy went down to his English class.
Walking into English, Joshua saw the look on Mrs. Readswell's face. Without saying anything, he handed her the pass and took his seat next to Patrick.
"We are going to start reading a story and at the conclusion of the story you will be expected to write an essay." The teacher told them. There was a collective groan from the class.
"I know writing isn't your favorite thing but please try to keep the whining to a minimum." Mrs. Readswell sighed.
The phone rang and the teacher rolled her eyes at another interruption. She answered it and Joshua told Patrick about the discussion he had with his Aunt Trixie.
"So what's the plan?" Pat whispered.
"Just to try to keep an eye on him and possible get my dad if things get really ugly." Joshua kept his voice low. He could feel his friend's uncertainty.
"Chill. Nothing might even happen but if something does we have to be ready." Joshua told him.
"You may have been born used to stuff like this, but I'm not. I like to be safe." Patrick said. Joshua was about to say something when Mrs. Readswell got off the phone and quieted the class.
"All right. Everyone pick up a book off the shelf. We are going to start reading aloud." Row by row, the kids got up and retrieved a book. Then they began to read.
George stood in the bathroom. He was trembling. This morning he had been so sure of what he was going to do but now he had his doubts. The voices inside his head said that only a coward wouldn't go through with it. Everyone would be sorry, when he was done. George tried to shake them but he couldn't. He would obey the voices.
To Be Continued...