Part 30
"I hate them", Nathan said as he sat down between Mitch and Otto in their chemistry class.
"Your parents", Mitch asked as he started to read through the instructions of the experiment they were doing today.
"Yes but not them I'm talking about", Nathan growled.
"I would say Alvaro and his goons but we are friends with him now."
"The volley ball team", Otto asked, knowing of the Nathan's vendetta with them… ever since the volleyball team stole the football teams equipment and hid it in the Crawford volleyball team's showers.
"No… but I always hate them", Nathan answered.
"Then who do you hate", Mitch asked. "Your football team because they messed up during practice last night?"
"No…"
"Then who?"
"The twins!"
Otto and Mitch looked at each other.
"Nate we have two pair of those", Otto said. "One is in this classroom even!"
Mitch waved to the Wilkins brothers that were looking at them in confusion after hearing Nathan's outburst. They waved back though and continued to work alongside their third group member.
"The Wilkinses are fine", Nathan spat. "It's the Everetts I hate."
"Why?" Mitch asked. "I like them, they are funny."
"They're steeling my baby from me!" Nathan shouted.
"Mr. Newland is there something you wish to share with the class", their teacher asked.
"No ma'am", Nathan said and blushed while Otto and Mitch sniggered.
Wes was laughing hysterically as he sat with the Everetts at lunch. They were telling him funny stories from their childhood and pranks they did at their old schools. The trio was also huddled over some paper on the table and they pointed and drew on it. Nathan and Otto were glaring at them from across the cafeteria.
"How come he just hang around those jerks", Otto asked Nathan. "What do they have that we don't?!"
"A real-life clone", Lucas said without looking up from his history book. "Or charm, intellect, humor and looks?"
"Shut up Lucas", Nathan growled.
"Honey green is not your color", Justine said to Otto.
"Huh", he asked and looked at her.
"I said that green is not your color."
Otto looked at her.
"Uh… I don't get it."
Justine just rolled her eyes and returned her attention to her lunch. The other Warblers around the table were also amused. Nathan looked over at Wes and the twins again and saw the boy nodding before getting up and hurrying over to their table.
"Hi Brad", he said to the head Warbler.
"Hm", Brad asked and looked up and Wes whispered something into his ear and Brad chuckled.
"Okay fine", he said and got up. Wes grinned wide and hurried back to the table and Brad walked over. The twins also grinned. Otto noticed Brad put his hand on Wes' back as he looked at whatever they were watching. Brad pointed at something and said something they couldn't hear and Wes took a pencil and did something on that paper.
"First the twins and now Brad", Nathan asked. "What's going on?!"
"Babe take it easy", Mitch told him. "Maybe it's some kind of project."
Nathan just glared at the table and especially whenever Wes laughed at something.
"Get back here you nitwits!"
The shout echoed the empty hallway and Nathan jumped in fright and then saw the Everetts run down the hall and past him.
"Hi Nate", they said and disappeared. After them came something… black. Nate reached out and grabbed this black something around the middle and stopped him.
"Whoa easy buddy", he said and the black thing turned to him. "Dude what happened?!"
"They pranked me and I want revenge!" Wes snapped.
He was covered in sooth from head to toe. He looked like a very small chimney sweep. Nathan grinned.
"Need any help", he asked.
"Nah I'm good", Wes grinned. "But thanks for asking."
"Are you sure because I am sure I can help out, I mean I'm the prank master after all."
"I think the Everetts has stolen that title", Wes teased.
"Over my dead body."
Wes cocked his head to the side.
"Are you okay", he asked. "You look kinda upset."
"I'm fine baby", Nathan said and Wes rolled his eyes. "What?"
"Stop calling me baby, call Mitch that."
"No he's my babe."
"You're weird", Wes said with a grin.
"A good weird right?"
"Nope", Wes said.
"Hey!"
"If something is weird it is unusual and rare… and rare isn't always good so how is your weird good?"
"Hey!"
"What? Eric taught me that one." Wes ran off and Nathan felt his blood boil. Eric Everett taught Wes comebacks? That was his job! Being the fun guy and friend of Wes' was his job and not those blasted twins'! Nathan kicked the wall before heading to his room. He couldn't understand why Wes wanted to hang with those annoying turtles anyway. Everyone in Tortie was annoying and those twins were the worst! Eric even started to take his spot the first day he joined the choir! He'd been sitting beside Wes whispering jokes and stuff and the kid had laughed, he never laughed when Nathan whispered stuff! Life wasn't fair. Nathan was there first and those twins better stay away from his baby or they'd be sorry.
"Okay boys", Brad said at the Warbler meeting that afternoon. "Christmas is just around the corner and Carmichael wants the Warblers to perform at the last assembly of the year. He wants us to sing three Christmas songs and one song about new."
The Warblers looked confused.
"What", Michael asked confused. "About what?"
"New", Brad explained and grinned. Austin rolled his eyes.
"What our idiot of a chairman means", he said and Brad glared at him. "Is that Carmichael wants us to sing a song that is about something new."
"Like a new year, new beginning, new friends, new point of view etcetera etcetera", Joseph said.
"Something with a lot of energy", Brad said. "He wants two 'sad' sounding songs and two happy and energetic ones."
The Warblers looked at each other and started to talk amongst themselves, trying to figure out what songs to do. Brad smiled and looked at his Warblers and noticed three things. Wes and the Everett twins seemed to be pretty close ever since Thanksgiving and were now discussing songs to sing.
Nathan and Otto kept glaring at the twins, jealousy pouring from them like thick green smoke. And Kim sitting by himself looking miserable. Austin and Joseph also noticed. He didn't even seem to pay attention. The council looked at each other and decided to try and see if he really was listening or not.
"Maybe Kim can suggest us some Swedish Christmas songs", Austin called and everyone turned to the Swede. But Kim didn't answer.
"Yeah it would be interesting to hear some songs in another language", Joseph agreed but they still got no answer.
"Swiss are you not listening to us", Lucas asked. Not a flinch, nothing. "What's wrong with him?" Lucas turned to the other freshmen that knew Kim the best. Rob smirked almost evilly.
"Kim's in love", he teased.
"That girl from sectionals", Otto asked and Rob nodded.
"She goes to Crawford", Isaac explained. "We've run into her a few times at the Bean and at the mall."
"And every time Kim gets tongue-tied", Rob explained. "Then he starts speaking Swedish and tries to correct himself… making a fool of himself."
"He likes her a lot", Brett Everett said happily. "She likes him too, we can tell but she doesn't get what he's saying… at all."
"He makes a blubbering fool out of himself every time", Eric said. "It's not like he can help it. I mean all of us straight guys get nervous when we talk to girls… just imagine how it is to talk to someone when you are not from the same country… and don't speak the same language."
"Should we help him out", Wes asked and the older boys all looked at him. "What?"
"How do you suppose we do that?" Nathan asked.
"I don't know… what do you guys think?" He looked at the twins. The two of them looked deep in thought.
"I have an idea", Justine said and skipped up to the council table and sat down on it, draping her right leg over her left, looking really beautiful in the pale winter sun. She was wearing her uniform of course and she had long, flowing, auburn locks today.
"What is it", Brad asked her.
"Let's make Kim serenade her with a song he should know by heart… and that we all already know", she said happily. "Well most of us…"
"Which one", Mitch asked her.
"Something from his roots."
"And what would that be", Kim asked and they all looked at him.
"Did you hear us all the time?" Lucas asked. "Ow!" Kim had punched him.
"I'm a Swede from Sweden and not from freaking Switzerland!" Kim yelled at him and everyone laughed. It took Lucas 'insulting his roots' for Kim to snap out of his daze.
"I am curious also", Malcolm said and turned to Justine. "What song do you have in mind fair maiden?"
"Well", she said and then started chanting:
Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga
Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga – The Warblers from the year before grinned and joined in:
Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga
Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga
Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga
Kim laughed and stood up and took the verse:
I can't stop this feeling (Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga)
Deep inside of me (Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga)
Girl, you just don't realize (Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga)
What you do to me (Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga)
When you hold me (Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga)
In your arms so tight (Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga)
You let me know (Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga)
Everything's all right (Ooga-Chaka Ooga-Ooga)
I'm hooked on a feeling
I'm high on believing
That you're in love with me
Yes I'm hooked on a feeling
And I'm high on believing
That you're in love with me
He held that last note and everyone laughed. And Kim grinned. He loved that song and who doesn't? It is an amazing song after all. He could pull that off, serenading his beloved… as long as he didn't get too nervous. The council decided that they would go to the mall in two days and see if she was around and then do this, and help Kim get the girl. They first had to decided on Christmas songs though and everyone came with suggestions. Some were bad and some really good and they soon decided on Philip singing Oh Holy Night, Jesse would sing All I Want For Christmas Is You and Wes, against his wishes, would sing Oh Come All Ye Faithful.
He was not happy with that arrangement but he got voted down because his voice was the lightest of them. Now the only problem was to find an upbeat song with the theme "new". They had to think long and hard and then Nathan suggested: Family from Brother Bear. They all agreed that it would be a great thing because it was a new life at Dalton and everyone was starting to becoming a new family. Besides it was a great song too. Wes grinned at Nathan and the sophomore felt smug. He high fived Otto and Wes looked confused before shrugging and turning back to the twins, asking them something.
Wes was at the mall with Becca by his side. They'd give each other Christmas gifts because she would leave the next day to go on a skiing trip with her dad. Wes had gotten and red scarf from her and she'd gotten a blue from him. They were both wearing their new scarves now as they walked hand in hand through the mall. Wes had grown a lot more and was now the same height as her. They had even shared their first kiss earlier that day. They'd been walking by the fountain and a Christmas song was playing. Wes lifted her onto the edge of the fountain and they danced and sang along to the song. She tripped and fell. But he grabbed her and she kissed him as a thank you. He then kissed her back.
"Why are there so many blazers in here", she asked and looked around the mall and Wes sniggered.
"Do you see that blonde girl by the café, that's sitting with her friends", he asked and pointed discreetly. She nodded. "One of my brothers are going to serenade her."
"Aw that's so sweet", she said. "Are you gonna help?"
"Yes", he said.
"Aw but then I have to spy all on my own." She pouted and took his hand a little tighter. He chuckled.
"I think they can actually manage without me", he told her and she grinned wide.
"Then let's go hide behind those flowers!" she said and he nodded. He never understood why there were inside hedges in this mall but he was happy for it now. Because he and Becca could easily hide behind it.
Kim bit his lip and looked at Daisy and her friends. He was so damn nervous that his knees were shaking. He could, maybe, sing in front of her… but her friends too? No… never. But he could at least try to talk to her. He took a deep breath and walked up to their table.
"Hej Daisy", he said. 'Damn, Swedish at once…'
"Hi Kim", she said and smiled. "You should not say hey every time you see me, it sounds… as if you are trying to tell me off."
"Sorry", he said and blushed. "That's how we svenskar I mean Swedes says hi…"
"It's okay", she said with a kind smile. "Language barriers are hard are they not?"
"Ja… I mean yes."
The three girls giggled.
"Why are you so nervous", one of Daisy's friends asked.
"I was… jag bara… I mean…"
"Kim", Daisy said. "Stop rambling in Swedish please. I can't understand you."
"Right förlåt… I mean sorry. I can't really hjälpa det."
"Huh?"
"I can't help it!" He blushed bright red.
"It's not going well", Nathan whispered to Otto and his friend nodded. Poor Kim was so nervous he couldn't speak one language at all. He kept jumping between English and Swedish… and he knew it so he blushed a lot. Daisy looked more and more confused and a little awkward. But if it was because of Kim's struggles or her friends laughing at it all the other Warblers didn't know.
"Just do it Kim", Jesse hissed as he walked by the Swede.
"Right", Kim said and took another deep breath and then looked at Daisy. "I wanted to tell you something Daisy." 'Oh only English this time… maybe I can actually do this, maybe it helps by thinking in English like now.'
"What is it", she asked and he saw a sparkle in her eyes.
"I um… wanted to know…"
"What", she asked and he sat down on the chair beside hers.
"Vill du gå ut med mig?" 'Oh great now I only speak Swedish… thinking in English sucks.'
"Uh what?" Daisy asked confused.
"Jag är kär i dig, vill du gå ut?"
She looked confused and then sighed. She took his hand.
"Kim I'm not understanding a word of what you're saying", she said and all around them the Warblers groaned or face palmed.
"Va sa du", Kim asked and then gave up. He knew he'd never be able to say it so he decided to sing it, he was going to sing Hooked On A Feeling. As a Swede Kim knew exactly the lyrics… but still he could only get out some made up stuff in Swedish. (Kim, Daisy)
Vad jag ville förklara ur kärlekens kulör
Ich liebe dich på tyska, kyss mig J'adore
"Äh" när jag ser dig hör jag en symfoni
Jag vill ge dig ett radikalparti
Wes and Becca sniggered from their hiding place. Because Daisy looked completely confused, but there was no stopping Kim. Wes got out the paper rose he was suppose to hand to Kim earlier, but forgot. So he stuck his hand through the hedge and Kim noticed and took the flower. The Warblers shrugged and started to make harmonizing sounds as Kim sang:
Åh min lilla Daisy
Du gör mig helt crazy
Ja jag är kär i dig
Daisy smiled at him as he handed her the rose Wes gave him from his hiding place. She took over the song with her own words:
I wanna know what kär is
Is it something cool
Your words are strange and funny – Kim took her hand and kissed it.
And you seem to drool – she wiped her hand off and Kim blushed. She got up and started to dance around.
I wanna know what kär is
Is it something nice
It sounds like you are singing:
'And I like your eyes'
But I'd really like to understand
What you are saying
Wanna kiss my hand
The Warblers, Wes and Becca joined in.
Ah poor little Daisy – The Warblers danced around her and she looked annoyed.
You're making me crazy
What is kär about?
När jag ser dig hör jag en symfoni
Jag vill ge dig ett radikalparti – The Warblers started going Ooga Chaka and both Kim and Daisy looked confused as the Warblers danced around them but then they actually started to sing the real chorus.
All: I'm hooked on a feeling
I'm high on believing
That you're in love with me
Hooked on a feeling
I'm high on believing
That you're in love with me
I'm hooked on a feeling!
The couple ended up in front of each other and Jesse gave Kim a slight slap on the arm.
"Will you go out with me", Kim got out as he got down on one knee and held his hand out to her. She sighed took his hand and pulled him up.
"I was waiting for that question", she said and kissed him. The Warblers cheered and Wes and Becca sniggered from their hiding place.
"That's so cute", she said and took Wes' hand.
"I know…" he said. "Took them long enough. Poor Kim, it can't be easy to talk to a girl when you're as nervous as he is."
"Eeew! That's wrong and gross!" he heard her say and looked at her.
"What is", he asked and she pointed and Wes followed her finger. His brow furrowed. Nathan and Mitch were kissing softly.
"What's wrong with it", he asked.
"It's disgusting and wrong", she said matter-of-factly. "Fags makes me wanna hurl."
"It's nothing wrong with them", he said and glared at her.
"Of course it is", she all but yelled. None of them noticed the Warblers and Daisy and her friends look at the hedge. Becca stood up as did Wes.
"Homosexuality is a violation and a sin", she yelled at Wes. "How can you be okay with that?!"
"Because it's love", Wes said and looked confused. "What's wrong with love?"
"Boys are supposed to like girls! Girls are supposed to like boys! Not boys liking boys and girls liking girls! It's wrong, disgusting, a sin against nature and a violation!"
"It is not", Wes said and looked offended.
"Yes it is! The Bible says-"
"A lot of things", Wes cut in. "For example it says it's okay to have slaves."
"It's not written anywhere!"
"But it's not written anywhere that isn't. Abraham had a female slave he got children with. There are lots of slaves mentioned in the Bible. It also clearly proclaims man superiority to women."
"That's not true! Everyone is equal!"
"But the Bible says so."
"It doesn't matter! The Bible is wrong!"
"Then why is it wrong for a boy to love another boy?"
"Because the Bible says so!"
"But the Bible also states the woman as weak and easily affected by the 'dark one'."
"That's not true!"
"Then why is it true about homosexuality?"
"Because it just is! Because homosexuality is wrong!"
"Oh then it's not wrong for a much older man to marry a 14 year old?"
"What has that got to do with anything? It's wrong and gross!"
"And still that's Jesus' earthly parents."
Becca just stared at him and tried to find a comeback. She couldn't. No matter what she did Wes would snare her in the Bible again… making her a hypocrite. She glared at him.
"Fine", she said. "Then I guess you have a choice to make here Wes."
"And what is that", he asked and crossed his arms.
"You choose, me… or the fags."
Wes' eyebrows rose.
"Pardon me", he asked.
"You heard me, you either choose to be with me or hang out with those fags."
"I heard you the first time", Wes said. "I was talking about what you just called my brothers."
"Doesn't matter. It's still me… or them."
"Them", Wes said.
"Excuse me?"
"Them, no doubt. Here take this." He took off his scarf and handed it to her. "I don't want anything to do with someone or something that can associate to a homophobe. Bye Becca." He walked away from her and the Warblers looked at each other. Nathan and Otto ran up to him.
"You okay", Nathan asked.
"Leave me alone", Wes spat and Otto and Nathan stopped walking and stared at the retreating 13 year old.
"Let us handle it", Eric Everett told Otthan and the twins ran after Wes and walked on either side of him. They didn't do anything or said anything. Wes sent them withering glares, but they just ignored him and talked to each other above his head. Otthan stared at the trio.
"Let's go back to Dalton", Lucas said and patted Otto's shoulder. The group nodded.
"I'm serious", Wes told Jerry and Mark as he talked to them over the phone. "She called them fags Jerry! I couldn't stay with her for treating and looking at my brothers that way!"
"I understand", Jerry said calmly. "You did the right thing… are you okay though? Are you feeling sad?"
"Not yet… I'm just angry. I thought she was a nice girl you know."
"We get it little buddy", Mark said. "We would've done the same. Love is love, no matter how you look at it."
"Exactly! Why can't she and all other homophobes see that?!"
"Because those people are stupid", Jerry said. "How is Nitch taking it?"
"I don't know… should I check?"
"Nah I'll have Fredric call them up and talk to them. He can handle it, he knows how it is to be the 'reason' his friends broke up with their girl/boyfriends."
"It's not fair…"
"We know", Mark said. "Sadly enough life isn't fair. But you did the right thing buddy. And I like how you threw the Bible in her face… not literary of course."
"Of course…"
"Don't you worry", Jerry said. "If you feel down, just turn to the guys. They can handle it. Is there something else than this girl bothering you?"
"Actually… yeah there is."
"What", Mark asked.
"Nathan and Otto…"
"What about them", Jerry asked and sounded almost worried. "Are they hurt? Did they pull another stupid prank? What's wrong?"
"And you wonder why we call you Mama", Mark said dryly.
"Hey!" Jerry objected and Wes smiled as the two of them bickered back and forth for a bit. He giggled at their ridiculous comebacks and 'insults'. They were both trying to prove the other wrong. Jerry was trying to prove to Mark that he was not Mama and that Mark was only the Papa. For Mark it was the other way around.
"Mama, Papa stop fighting you are upsetting the kids", Wes cut in and started laughing when both older boys shut up.
"That was not funny", Mark commented.
"Yes it was", Wes said happily. "Gosh you are both such worrywarts. That's why we call you Mama and Papa."
"Then why am I Mama", Jerry asked.
"Because Mark is bigger than you. That's the only reason… and besides you can boss Mark around like a mom can the dad."
It was teasing in Wes' voice and they both knew it, but they also knew it was true. Jerry could make anyone do what he wanted and in Mark's family his tini-tiny mom was the one that bossed everyone around.
Like my life. I live in a student corridor (dorm) with only boys in the corridor. Now I'm 118.8 pounds of nothing and 5 feet and 7.7 inches short and can still make these 7 boys that are all taller and bigger and stronger than me do what I want them to. Most of them are also afraid of me. Girlpower! Oh sorry for the random moment.
Anyway Jerry was like that too. He could make anyone do anything. If he said run his 'followers' would ask how fast or how long.
"So what is your problem with Nathan and Otto?" Mark asked.
"I think…" Wes said. "They're jealous."
"Jealous", Jerry asked. "Of you?"
"Yeah… I think so. Nathan gives me the stink eye whenever I talk to him and they keep glaring at me whenever we are in the same room… I don't know what I did this time."
"This time?"
"Well last time you guys were all more or less jealous of me I was just being me… so what did I do this time? I don't get it."
Mark and Jerry was trying to figure it out as well. But they couldn't for the life of them figure out what it was they could be jealous of. Last time they spoke to the duo there was no trace of jealousy in them.
"I'll talk to Lucas", Jerry said. "He might know and if he doesn't I'll call the others, heck I'll even call up Alvaro."
"And if they don't know at all", Mark said. "I'll drive down myself and handle it."
"Thanks guys", Wes said. "Oh I gotta go, we're gonna have our secret Santa today! School ends tomorrow."
"Bye buddy and Merry Christmas", the older boys said.
"Merry Christmas!" Wes said happily and ended the call, before grabbing the gift on his desk and hurried outside. He met up with Lucas and they walked there together.
Wes sat between Brett and Eric again and looked at the paper they were showing him. Their very own Marauders' Map. They'd been at it even since Thanksgiving and they were not done yet. They were done with the first floor and all its secret doors and tunnels. They would make another map for the second floor when Christmas Break was over. They'd asked Carmichael about the secret pathways and the man just laughed and handed them an old ledger that kept information about all of the pathways. It was amazing and fun to test them all. They had done so also. All paths on the first floor had been tried out and marked on the map.
"If I can have everyone's attention please", Brad called and looked at the empty chain around his neck. He'd lost the whistle to the 'brat' again. "Even the plotting trio over there."
Wes and the twins looked up with innocent grins. Brad had helped them with the chimney pathway on their notes of the second floor pathways. Because the lines in the ledger was too faded to read.
"Sorry", Eric said and rolled up the paper.
"We didn't mean to-" Brett began.
"Keep anyone from having their gifts-"
"Handed out to them and-"
"Having to wait to see their faces when-"
"They get their gifts that-"
"Were so carefully chosen", Wes finished and the twins stared at him as did everyone else. "What?" he looked around in confusion and the room erupted in laughter, except from Wes and Otthan. Wes because he didn't get it and the duo because they were clearly glaring at him.
"What did I say", Wes asked confused.
"Oh gawd they're tripplets", Justine giggled.
"Get Wes away from them", Charles teased.
"What did I do", Wes asked and looked at the twins.
"You finished our sentence", they said.
"I did?"
"Yes."
A grin crept onto his face.
"Cool!" he said and laughter erupted again. Brad sighed and cleared his throat. Everyone turned to him.
"Can the plotting trio calm down now?" he asked.
"Yes", all three said in unison.
Brad just shook his head and walked up to the table in the middle and took a package from it.
"This one says: Merry Christmas Justine", he said and she squealed and skipped up to him. She was wearing a replica of Angel's Christmas outfit in RENT. She opened it and it was a necklace with a red glass heart on a black velvet string.
"I love it", she squealed.
"So who do you think it's from", Brad asked and she looked out at her boys and then smiled and skipped up to Charles and sat on his lap and kissed him on the mouth.
"Why", Charles asked when she leaned back.
"You were the only one not looking at me", she said and he blushed.
"Damn it", he said. "I thought that would be the way to not tell it was me…"
Everyone laughed and the gift giving continued. Some got really weird stuff, some got funny things, some perfect fits and some horrible fits. One of those was Him receiving a book on American Football. They'd heard him talk about football a lot but didn't realize he meant what Americans call soccer. He thanked Jesse for the gift anyway, when he found out who it was from. But the guys had to laugh at his expression because he clearly didn't like American Football. Nathan demanded to know why and he explained:
"I don't understand that game is all. It's called football then shouldn't you kick the ball with your feet instead of grabbing it and running like an idiot?"
Wes had gotten new sketchpads and pencils from Tom Bedford, Lucas' brother and now there was only one gift left. It was Brad's and he opened it. When he did he smiled and held up Judas Priest's latest CD and when he held it up they saw him frown.
"What's wrong", Wes said with a way too innocent tone in his voice and a way too innocent smile on his face. Austin walked up to Brad and looked at what he was watching and he grinned.
"Good one Wes", he said.
"What", the others asked.
"There's a note here that says that Brad can find his whistle if he perform a little magic in here."
The Everetts smirked and Wes grinned innocently at Brad. Brad sighed before turning to the fire place and rolled up his sleeves.
"I'll kill you for this", he said and walked into the fire place and started to roam around. Wes looked at the twins and they both smirked.
"Ah ha!" they all heard Brad call. "Here it is. Good try Wes, but next time don't hang it from a thread." Wes and the twins looked smugly at each other and the Warblers looked at the fireplace in anticipation. There was a snap sound heard from the chimney… and then a scream… and a grey cloud came out of the fireplace. The Warblers stared and then Brad came out… black and grey from ashes and sooth. The Warblers started to laugh.
"WESLEY!" Brad screamed and turned to the place where Wes had been sitting. Only to finding the spot empty. Even the twins looked amazed at the sight.
"Just you wait Montgomery", Brad yelled. "After Christmas break… I will get you!"
When Christmas came around Wes had dinner with Carmichael, parts of the staff and Logan and Nate. It was not as fun as with Jerry last year but it was still fun. When the dinner was over Wes walked into his room and pulled something out of his closet. It was an easel with a big paper on it. Wes was working on a drawing for Lucas, for his graduation. He rolled up his sleeves and got to work. It was all made with graphite pens and there were stumps everywhere in his room to prove it. The picture was of Lucas in the library, with Wes himself beside him. Lucas was helping him with homework. The picture was originally taken by Jerry the year before and Wes had decided to make it in big scale. He worked for a few hours before going to bed, no realizing that his hands had become somewhat black from work and that he'd rubbed his face and now was black in the face from it.
Wes woke up early the next morning and noticed his dirty hands. He hurried into the bathroom and washed them off. He got dressed and then headed for the Lima Bean to say hi to Trixie. When he got there it was already packed with people and it smelt Christmassy.
"Sweetheart", he heard and looked up and Trixie waving at him. He hurried over to her with a big grin and gave her a hug.
"Merry Christmas Ma", he said.
"To you too sweetheart", she said and looked at his face. "Honey what have you done?"
"Huh", he asked confused and she took his arm gently.
"Come with me round back."
Wes blinked in confusion but did as was told. She took him into the bathroom and pointed at his still black face and neck.
"Oh", he said.
"Yes oh", she said. "Now this won't do. You cannot walk around looking like a chimney sweep."
"I can't", he teased and she gave him a look and he smiled impishly at her.
"Sit", she ordered and he sat down on the toilet. She took a towel and started to clean up his face. It was a nice feeling and something he wasn't used to. She smiled and got rid of the last graphite.
"There", she said. "All handsome again."
"Thanks ma", Wes said and gave her a hug.
"How about coming out in the kitchen and help me with the Christmas cookies and specials?"
"Sure!" Wes grinned and followed her. He spent the next few hours drinking hot chocolate and helping Trixie with her orders. It turned out that he was actually really good at cooking and baking. They had a lot of fun and Trixie, who had no own children, suddenly felt like a mom. She even put her arm around her boy as he showed her his idea for a special Christmas bun. He was enjoying it too. Other than Justine he didn't really have any females to connect with… and now that Becca was gone he had no one his own age to connect with. He sighed a bit and Trixie picked up on the sadness in his sigh.
"What is it sweetie", she asked and pulled up two stools for them to sit on. Wes sat down in front of her.
"Becca and I broke up", he said and looked at his hands. Trixie gasped and put a hand over her heart.
"Why", she asked. "You were so cute together."
"Maybe so… but she showed me he true colors the day we finally got Kim and Daisy together."
"Yes I heard about that and it was about damn time."
Wes stared at him.
"Sweetie just because I'm a woman and grownup doesn't mean I can't cures", she said with a smile. "Fuck."
Wes chuckled and she put her hands on his two.
"Now tell me what happened", she said. "I can see that you are really sad."
Wes tried to smile but it was hard. He hadn't cried since the breakup, too angry and too preoccupied to do so. But now he felt the tears coming. They tracked slowly down his cheeks and Trixie moved closer and pulled him into a hug and rubbed his back soothingly.
"There, there sweetie just let it all out", she said and he sobbed. "Tell me when you're ready."
He hugged her back and took comfort in her smell. She smelt like cookies, chocolate and coffee. She was warm and comforting and he needed that. He sobbed for a little bit and then collected himself. Trixie handed him a tissue to dry his tears and nose. He smiled at her.
"Thanks Ma", he said. She smiled and kissed his forehead in a motherly way.
"It's okay sweetie", she said. "What kind of mom would I be to my Dalton boys if I couldn't comfort them. Now tell me what that little bitch did."
Wes sighed and told her everything. How Becca was a homophobic bitch and was calling his friends and brothers horrible things and how she made him choose between them and her.
"Did I make the right choice Ma", he asked and looked at her.
"Yes sweetie, defiantly", she said and nodded. "That bitch does not deserve a boy as sweet as you." She put her hands on his cheeks. "You are too good for her."
"Thanks", Wes said and smiled.
"Now let's get these cookies done."
"Right", Wes said
Wes stayed for a few more hours at the Bean but then decided to go to the skating rink he went to with Jerry last year. He was gonna show that teasing jerk that he could actually learn how to skate. He'd gotten a call from Jerry that morning, before going to Trixie, where Jerry wished him Merry Christmas and told him to try to practice on his skating so he won't be as horrible as last year.
Jerry also said of course that would most likely be impossible because Wes had no talent what so ever when it came to skating. Wes was dead set on learning it now just to prove Jerry wrong.
He got there and rented skates and got on the ice. He still wasn't so good but he had much better balance than last year. He skated around near the edges so that he could grab hold of the boards if he was about to fall. There was a lot of people there and everyone had fun, but then Wes noticed how everyone started to get close to the edges. He looked up, holding onto the boards since he'd almost fallen. He looked at the center of the ice. There was a guy there dressed in really tight black trousers, wearing black skates with spikes on the front, not like Wes' skates that were for ice-hockey, he also wore a black sparkly shirt that was open at the chest. The guy was still for a moment and then started to skate around in the small area he had and Wes gaped at what he was doing. He did really amazing pirouettes on one leg, spun so fast Wes got dizzy just watching him and he made jumps, lots of them and every time he left the ice Wes held his breath and only released it when the guy was "safe" and sound on the ice again.
"Showoff", someone beside Wes muttered and Wes looked to his right and saw a man there.
"Who's that", he asked.
"Vladimir Paulova", the man said. "He's from Westerville High and is their figure skating champion. Only pussies and fags skate like that, they're not tough enough for hockey so they do this stuff instead."
"I think he's amazing", Wes said and watched in awe.
"Well it's a sport for girls, not men. No wonder he gets so bullied."
Wes glared at the man but the glare was ignored. Wes watched as Vladimir finished his program and when he did he got lots and lots of cheers. The guy nodded to the crowd before getting to the side to talk to someone that was obviously his coach. Wes started to skate around again, slowly since he was trying to get his balance under control. When he gained it he sped up a little and skated around the place. But then… someone skated past in really fast and pushed him and Wes started to spin around really fast before he fell.
"Ow", he groaned and sat up.
"Impressive", he heard someone say beside him and looked up and saw Vladimir stand there. "Never seen anyone doing that kind of pirouette on hockey skates."
"It wasn't planned", Wes mumbled and tried to get up. Vladimir grabbed his arm and helped him up.
"Well it looked kinda good anyway", he said with a smile. "What's your name kid?"
"Wes Montgomery", Wes said.
"I think I've seen your around Westerville", Vladimir said. "You hang out with the boys from Dalton right?"
"Yeah… I'm a Dalton student."
"Really? But you're like what… 5 feet?"
"Yes actually", Wes grumbled. "I'm a slow grower… at times."
"How old are you?"
"13… I'll be 14 in February."
"But… what are you doing at a high school?"
"I got nowhere else to go."
"Oh", Vladimir said. "I see… sorry."
"It's okay, I mean I'm used to it and you?"
"What?"
"How old are you?"
"I am sixteen going on seventeen… don't start that song please."
"I promise."
Vladimir smiled and watched as Wes gained his balance and they started to skate around slowly.
"You are pretty good on those", Vladimir teased when Wes nearly fell.
"Shut up…" Wes grumbled. "It's the second time I'm on these things."
"Really? Well in that case you are doing fantastic!"
"Are you being sarcastic?"
"Nope… so what are you doing here alone at Christmas?"
"My friend doesn't think I can ever learn how to skate… so I'm practicing so that I can show him next time I see him that I can learn… I wanna be so good that I'll shut him up."
"Really? What's his name?"
"Jerry Jonston."
"Ah I know him, he can do some figure skating stuff but not that much… want me to teach you how?"
"Huh", Wes asked.
"I can teach you some figure skating stuff so you can shut him up."
"Really", Wes asked with a grin. "Wait… why would you do that?"
"Any chance I get to shut up the Dalton guys is a fantastic day", Vladimir said and winked. Wes laughed and decided to take him up on that offer. They decided to meet up every day during break so that Vladimir could teach Wes some stuff.
Wes felt very happy when he returned to his room that evening after dinner with the teachers. He was happy, even though he was alone in the dorm. He was surprised when he got to his room and found a few gifts. They were from Jerry, Mark, Lucas, Otthan, Justine and Mitch, Kim, the twins and Carmichael. He smiled and was happy he'd bought them gifts also and sent them to their various addresses. That night he went to bed with an easy heart and a small smile on his lips. He never knew he could be so happy when being alone. He never was before Dalton but he figured that it was because now he knew that he was loved and cared for. Someone cared about him and loved him. And with that thought in his head he fell asleep.
TBC There ya go. Inspiration for the song and whole love story between Kim and Daisy comes from a show I saw on TV last year. I want you to check the number out so go to YouTube and search for Viva La Greta Daisy & Sven.
There is only ONE video named that so please watch it. Oh and I apologize in advance for the woman's bad voice, but it is intentional she makes her voice sound like that.
Translation to what Kim sang is here:
What I wanted to tell you from the colors of love
Ich liebe dich in German, kiss my J'adore
"Bah" When I see you I hear a symphony
I want to give you a radical party
Oh my little Daisy
You're making me crazy
Yes I'm in love with you
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