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Brain Child

Chapter Twelve

By copagirl

Frank stood in the hallway, sadly watching Joe take Vanessa down to the nurse's office. Frank wanted to be with Joe, but he didn't think the principal would allow it.

"Come on, Frank, we need to get to class. You know Joe wouldn't want you to miss class." Callie laid a hand on Frank's shoulder.

Frank smiled down at her and turned to see Chet with his arm around Carolyn. He realized that the other students were heading for their classrooms.

"Come on, Carolyn," Chet said. "We can let Mrs. Kramer know where Joe is."

Noting the stricken look on Carolyn's face, Callie reached out to take her hand.

"Are you okay, Carolyn?"

"Carolyn? Don't you mean, 'Carrie'?" A voice rang out.

Everyone still in the hallway looked up. Aaron Russell and Ken Franklin stood at the top of the stairs. Aaron walked down the stairs, Ken following behind.

Frank watched Aaron descend the stairs, a sneer on his face. Frank could feel his temper boiling, he could still hear Joe's anguished scream, still see Vanessa falling.

"Hey, Frank, tell Joe that was a nice catch," Aaron said with a laugh.

With a bellow of rage, Frank leaped at Aaron, his arms outstretched. Aaron tried to step out of the way, but Frank wrapped his hands around Aaron's neck. Frank slammed him against some lockers, Callie ran towards the two boys.

"Frank! Frank, stop!" Callie pleaded with her boyfriend.

Aaron struggled to get Frank off of him, but he was no match for Frank Hardy. "Ken, don't just stand there, get him off me!

Ken hesitated for a second, then rushed forward. Someone had gone for help. Several teachers came out; one grabbed hold of Ken.

The boys' coach, Mr. Ryan and the girls' coach, Ms. Webber, took hold of Frank. Once Coach Ryan pulled Frank off of Aaron, Coach Webber made sure that Aaron stayed where he was.

"I thought I told everyone to get to class!" Principal Hayden bellowed. With quick strides, the principal stood in front Frank and Aaron.

"Mr. Franklin, Mr. Russell, just the gentlemen I wanted to see. Coach Ryan, Mr. Lawson, would you please escort these two to my office. Don't worry about Mr. Hardy, I'm sure he won't cause any more problems."

Turning to give Frank a stern glare, Principal Hayden was pleased to see Frank quietly acquiesce.

As Aaron and Ken were being led away, Aaron could be heard protesting…"I'm telling you, that girl is a FREAK!"

Running a hand through his hair, Principal Hayden gave a tired sigh. "Mr. Hardy…Frank, I can understand why you attacked Aaron. But that doesn't mean I approve of your actions."

"I'm sorry, sir, I guess I just lost my temper," Frank quietly said.

"I'm sorry too, Frank. I'm going to have to suspend you, a one-day suspension. I also want you to take your brother home."

"Is something wrong with Joe?" Frank looked worriedly at Principal Hayden.

"He's not hurt if that's what you mean. But he is badly shaken up from this unfortunate incident. Since Miss Bender is going home also, I don't think keeping Joe at school would be a good idea. I've already called your mother; she knows you two will be going home."

"Thank you Mr. Hayden and I am sorry for my actions," Frank said, although he knew that he would do it again.

As Frank and Joe were walking to the van, they heard someone call to them.

"Chet, what are you doing here?" Frank asked.

Chet came out of his hiding place. "I wanted to ask you a favor."

"Sure, what do you need?" Joe wanted to know.

"Take Carolyn home." Chet turned, Carolyn walked out between two cars. "She's pretty upset. I figured since you live next door to each other..."

Frank agreed, although as much as he wanted to question Carolyn, now was not the time. He needed to think.

*brainchild*brainchild*brainchild*

The young girl, now fifteen, walked into the room. She went straight to the chair. Sitting in the chair, she waited patiently; she didn't mind waiting. She stared at the picture on the screen, she liked looking at this picture. She always imagined that this was how her father looked. That he was this handsome, had the same caring face, the strong jaw line, the kind brown eyes, wavy brown hair.

Hearing someone come into the room, the young girl knew it was time. The lights dimmed, the picture on the screen became more focused. Soft music began to play…then the voices started….

Fenton Hardy is evil…Fenton Hardy is evil…Fenton Hardy is evil!

Fenton Hardy must DIE!

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