Chapter 19 - Reward

BELLA

Dad looked at the brown stinky mess that was Tyler, Eric and Ben. Eric started screaming like a girl, "I'm too pretty to go to jail!" Ben actually pissed himself with his mouth open, frozen in fear, and Tyler kept pushing Eric away from him, telling him to shut up.

"Chief Swan," the principal said a little nervously, "What brings you here?"

"I got a call about a disturbance. Why is that kid freaking out? I heard him saying that someone was killed?"

"I assure you that…" The principal was cut off by Ben.

"I'll talk, just please, please, no more!" Ben begged. They both looked at him confused.

"It was all Tyler's idea, he's pissed because Bella wouldn't kiss him in seventh grade and has been snubbing him ever since!"

Well, that was a new one.

"Shut the fuck up!" Tyler yelled swinging the gravy bucket in his hand at Ben's head.

"Watch it, Son, or you're going down for assault," dad said pointing a finger at Tyler, making him gulp. Dad turned to Ben, "Go ahead, finish what you were saying."

Ben looked over at a glaring Tyler, but he sang like an opera star. "Tyler wanted to humiliate Bella by dumping gravy on her and ruining her dress. He missed, he dumped it on Lauren instead, and then he swung around surprised and hit Emmett in the neck with the edge of his pan, gashing it open and knocking him down off the top of the stall. He's dead! Oh, my god, he's dead! There was so much blood, and then the lights kept going out, and shit just came down on us! It was like Jesus was raining down nasty gravy to punish us!" He finished off with a wale of pain, falling to his knee, still holding onto his gravy bucket.

"That's the gravy you serve in the cafeteria?" dad asked the principal. "It smells rancid!"

"Hand it over," the principal said reaching for Tyler's pan.

"I can't," he said ignoring the Principal, still gripping the other side of it.

"What do you mean you can't? This is school property." The principal tipped up the gravy pan, showing the words Forks High Property engraved in big bold letters. "I said hand it over," he said jerking, but that only caused Tyler to fall forward into the principal, covering him in stinky brown goo.

"Ew, that's gonna stain," dad said disgusted. That gravy sure did reek.

EDWARD

When Tyler stumbled into the principal, I just had to smile. That was an unexpected bonus to gluing his hands to the stolen property to ensure he got caught.

"Get off of me!" the principal whined. He finally got a better look at Tyler and noticed something that no one else had yet. "What is that?" he said pointing to the odd shit-log shaped lumps covering him. The principal nearly jumped away after that and looked at the boys. Yup, they were all covered in them and smelled like shit. I was sure everyone thought they were covered in shit. Of course, that wouldn't be sanitary, and let's face it, there was no way we wanted to mess with diarrhea, but we were cool with making it look like it. I had to admit, Emmett and Demetri had done an awesome job with the caulk guns of insulator foam. They all looked like they had shit tails down there butts. Someone was having fun with that. Not to mention the cow pie-shaped hats they were all wearing. Yeah, they were all definitely shitheads now.

Everyone started reacting to the shit-covered boys. The chief finally snapped loudly, "Enough! What is this I heard about you killing someone?" he asked Tyler.

Tyler scowled.

Eric broke in screaming, "Were gonna die! We're gonna die! They'll kill me in prison, please!" he begged crawling to the chief.

"Just hold on now. Is someone hurt?" the chief asked.

"Tyler killed him, he killed him dead! He was white as a ghost! Oh, god, he's gonna haunt us!"

"Who did he kill?" the chief snapped impatiently.

"Emmett!" Eric cried. "Oh, god, Emmett's dead!"

"You call me?" Emmett asked stepping to the front of the crowd. I did not miss that his arm was wrapped around Rosalie's waist.

Eric and Ben screamed like little girls. "Oh, my god, he's haunting us! Tyler, do something!" Eric screamed like a little girl, gripping his arm with his free hand. Eric only had one hand glued to his pan.

"This is all his fucking fault!" Tyler yelled pointing madly at Emmett.

"Don't anger the spirit!" Ben hissed at him wide-eyed.

"He isn't dead, you idiots! He's standing right fucking there!" Tyler went to go over to him, but Emmett backed up.

"Dude, man, I don't know what the hell you have all over you, but don't be touching me with that shit."

"You know very well what this is!" Tyler said angry and flung his arms up and down, trying to emphasize "this." When he did, though, some more gravy splashed off of him onto Lauren. She was furious and slapped him. Of course, the stink paste had altered the gravy, and so when her hand hit his face, it stuck.

"Son, this isn't looking good for you," the Chief said. "It looks like I have evidence of you breaking and entering and vandalizing. I also think we should get you cleaned up and check you all for drugs, judging by the way you're hallucinating about killing that kid over there."

"I did, and this was all him! He stole the key and made this shit stink! Check his locker!" Tyler screamed.

Chief turned to Emmett, "Mind if I check your locker?"

"Sure," Emmett said with a shrug, pulling off his casual innocence perfectly.

The principal opened Emmett's locker to find his school books, a jacket and a football. "There's nothing here incriminating," the chief said leafing through the books.

"There has to be!" Tyler screamed.

"I think we should take a look in your locker. Principal Baker, you mind giving me permission for that? I believe we have reason to believe he may have damning evidence in it."

"There's nothing in my locker!" Tyler screamed.

"So you won't mind us looking then?" the chief asked.

He jutted his chin out defiantly. "Do it!" They opened his locker, which was just a few down from Emmett's. The empty stink paste packets fell out, and the lunch lady's cafeteria keys were sitting right on top of his books.

"Those aren't mine!" he shouted.

"Right, that's what they all say. Why don't you stop trying to point fingers at your buddy here who obviously had nothing to do with this. He doesn't have a speck on him."

"He does! He had blood all over her neck!"

"Look, Son, I don't know what you're on, but I think it's time I take you and your friends in." He turned to Principal Baker, "I'll get the gravy pans back to you as soon as we figure out a way to detach them."

Principal Baker just nodded.

"To my car now."

Of course, Lauren was pouting and mad, because she had been stuck to Tyler this whole time and had to go with them. I wondered if the chief would book her, too.

As Chief Swan headed out for the exit, I stopped him. "Hey, Chief, you may want to wear these," I said and slipped him some nose plugs.

He smiled. "Thank you, Edward, that was very thoughtful of you." He gave me a wink and left.

Bella saw the exchange and looked at me surprised. "Was he part of the plan?" she asked wide-eyed.

I just smiled. "I plead the fifth."

BELLA

"Hey, ducky!" Demetri called to me doing a nipple pinch. "We've had a busy night," he said. I realized Jasper was closing the vent behind Demetri, and Demetri was pulling his night vision goggles off. "Can you point me in the direction of some fine ass to grope? I'm ready for my reward."

"Your reward?" I asked.

Jasper was laughing. "We live in an all boys' school, Bella, bribing him with girls for his help was easy."

"Okay, I don't talk to a lot of girls, but I'm sure Alice and I can point you towards a few easy ones."

Demetri strolled over, wrapping his arm around me. He sniffed my hair. "I knew I liked you, girl," he said eyeing my breasts, as we walked toward the ballroom again.

"Eyes up, man! That's my date!" Edward yelled at him.

Demetri just smirked at him. "The hypocrite can't keep his eyes off your tits either, baby, they're beautiful. You should tease him good, so he bones you hard tonight."

Demetri was obviously not informed that Edward and I were just friends. I needed to set him straight, so they didn't tease Edward about being with me. Last thing I wanted was for Edward to get annoyed with being associated with me, so I put it in terms Demetri would understand. "As much as I'd like him to, Edward doesn't want to bone me, we're just friends."

Demetri chuckled low in my ear, "Check his pants, baby, he wants to fuck you hard, friend or not. Now come dance with me, so I can make these girls all hot and bothered."

He pulled me out on the dance floor and gripped my hips, pulling me back against him. I was not surprised to find Demetri hard as he ground into my backside. They were playing Cyclone by Baby Bash, and he ground against me to the slow, grinding beat. His hands slid up my stomach and down my thighs in time to the music. I had to admit, I was getting hot with what he was doing, even though he stayed in pretty safe areas. God, he knew what he was doing. The boy had moves!

When the song was over, he kissed my hand and passed me over to a furious-looking Edward, who yanked me hard against his body, my eyes popping wide. Demetri winked and mouthed "told you" at me. He turned to the first girl he could find, and she practically melted on the spot, when he asked her to dance with him. Demetri was pretty good looking in that bad boy way, so I was not surprised that after the dance, they had disappeared.

I guess Demetri was getting his reward.