Chapter 4 – Sacked? Closet? What?
A/N: Thanks to all of you who have reviewed thus far. Hopefully this chapter will satisfy your hunger for a new one :)
Unfortunately, her next class was Calculus with Mr. Abrams. He was strict, and doled out detentions for walking in a split second after the bell, so Allison really had no chance to find Andy and at least make an attempt to find out what the note said. After a stop at her locker, Allison made it to class with a grand total of four seconds to spare, and with a glaring look from the teacher, she slunk into her seat in the far back corner of the room. As soon as the stragglers wandered into class and were assigned detentions according to their degree of tardiness, Mr. A stood up and cleared his throat.
"Attention. Yes, well in about 10 minutes I will be leaving for a meeting at the board of education…something concerning the principal and maybe appointing a new one, I believe, but the topic of the meeting is neither here nor there. The point is, that Mr. Sloss will be coming in to replace me. I am leaving the assignment on the board," He gestured at the chalkboard and then circled the assignment, "I am expecting it to be 75 percent complete at the end of class and turned in tomorrow for a quiz grade."
Allison smirked. She figured that Vernon would be in deep shit with the school board for the damage on Saturday. Granted, Bender would have been destructive and broke things even if Vernon actually sat at the circulation desk and supervised them, but obviously it was worse because he didn't. Rumors of Vernon being sacked had circulated all day, but this was the first big confirmation of that. The whole of Shermer High would be better if they had a real principal, rather than a totalitarian dictator who was likely the love child of the Hitler and Eva Braun before they popped cyanide and died. And now she had a chance to track down Andy. Mr. Sloss was the biggest joke of a sub ever. Kids came and went without passes every three seconds. By the end of any given class he was in, a whole two people usually remained. The assignment didn't concern Allison…Abrams never actually checked the assigned work...his spiel was an empty threat at best. As long as you knew enough to pass the tests with a decent grade, you could slack off on homework, and he wouldn't suspect a thing.
Five minutes later Mr. Sloss showed up and Mr. Abrams left faster than a speeding bullet. Shortly thereafter, Bender, of all people walked in. He thrust a pale green square of paper in Mr. Sloss' face.
"Is there a Reynolds comma Allison in here?" Mr. Sloss asked after meticulous examination of the forged pass. It was convincing enough.
Allison stood up. "Yeah."
"Oh, well Miss Reynolds, your presence is wanted in the office."
She picked up her things and walked over to Bender. They walked out the door.
"That guy is so gullible."
"So my 'presence' is not wanted in the office then?"
Bender scoffed. "Of course not. I avoid that dump like the plague. Vernon would give me a detention for looking at him wrong or some equally stupid shit. Did you hear? He might get shit-canned for not properly supervising us on Saturday. That's why half the teachers here left and went to the board of ed…some emergency meeting to "impeach" Vernon and pick a replacement or something. Anyway…Brian told me about the note. And you're gonna go confront that douche about it."
"But Bender, me and Brian came to the conclusion that I was jumping the gun on assuming that he dumped me. I'm just gonna call him after school and ask what the note said."
"Bullshit Al, You know you want to know now."
"Fine. But you better leave us two alone. I'll look like an immature twit if I have you hovering around."
"You just want to be alone in the event you have raunchy make-up sex."
Allison reared back and smacked Bender right on the arm. "You perv! Besides, in school? Carl may constantly clean, but would you look at this place? It's disgustingly filthy!"
"Touchy. I was just kidding. Geez!" He said while rubbing his arm where Allison had hit it.
"He's in that abandoned supply closet over there" Bender said gesturing to a peeling gray door that was slightly ajar.
"Thanks Bender. Now leave. Do whatever you do when you skip class." Allison said, shooing Bender off.
Bender spun on his heel. "Don't fuck it up. You guys are good," he intoned. Then he headed for the nearest exit door, bag of pot, rolling papers, and lighter in hand.
A/N: I left this chapter pretty much intact except for a few words. Enjoy. The next chapter is the last chapter in this story.