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Principle Akpette scanned the lunch room. He quickly found the root of the problem, as he suspected Terry and much to his surprise Nelson was at the heart of it.

He called over another teacher and with some elbow grease they managed to pull the two boys apart. Once or twice he could swear he heard Mr. Boreal grumble something to the likes of. "What the hell are we feeding these kids, bottled adrenalin?"

After a few minutes of prying the two apart and getting the lunch room back under control, the principle turned his attention back to the two instigators.

"Now which one of you would care to tell me what's going on?"

It was Nash that spoke up first. "Was just talking to some friends when…" he scowled at Terry for a brief moment before continuing. " Terry attacked me; I didn't do anything to him."

"That's bull shit." Shouted Terry. "Nelson was…"

Akpette had turned around swiftly. "Mind your tongue McGinnis." Terry had stopped talking, realizing that he had just cursed in front of the principle. Akpette sighed and then asked Terry what his side of the story was. After listening to both, he had come to the conclusion that a weeks worth of detention was in order for the both of them, starting today.

"You to will report to my office after the final bell today. I hope you like cleaning because you two will have the entire lunch room to do."

Nelson wined. "The lunch room, aww man see what you did McGinnis."

"You are both free to go. Barring you two can behave yourselves."

"I can." It was said in unison.

Terry stopped and turned around, he remembered that Bruce would be waiting for him after school and that he worked now, so there was no way he could do after school detention. Being a working man was looking up for a change.

"Mr. Akpette, I can't do that, I work after school."

"Well then Mr. McGinnis, I'll be seeing you on Sundays then from 9 to 5."

Terry's heart sunk, he had his whole weekend planned, he would put in an extra two hours of workout time on Saturday with Bruce, take Dana out for dinner and maybe a movie, and then do a little late night patrol work as the batman. That would free up enough time for him on Sunday to figure out how to casually bump into Willie and have another one of those heated William kisses, a short snuggle and maybe a grope, ok definitely a grope.

Terry's brain stopped. He refused to think naughty thoughts about Watts in front of the principal while being reprimanded. The last thing he would need is a woody. And why was he thinking about Willie now anyway, oh yeah, Akpette was taking his find and Fondle William Sunday away.

"Sunday, you want me to come here on SUNDAY!"

"Yes, is there something wrong with that?"

"It's… well you know Sunday."

"I know what day Sunday is Mr. McGinnis, it's the one that follows Saturday."

"And you want me to come here on that day."

"Yes Mr. McGinnis." Principle Akpette was becoming a little aspirated.

Terry began to mumble a little too loudly, at least enough for everyone in the lunch room to here. "It's true; the rumors are true, you do live here. He wants me to come here on Sunday; he really must be a desperate loser with no life."

Everyone in the lunch room started laughing, everyone but Akpette that was. Terry was still shocked; he had to be, he couldn't have said what he just said with out being in shock. He sighed, resided himself to the fact that this was going to be a long Sunday.

.n..

"William."

Willie had gone right home after school, not wanting to bump into Nash or Dean again. The pass few days have been stress full. His whole reason for avoiding the lunch room had nothing to do with studying and more to do with surviving. Blaze had been with him and that maid his self imposed exile manageable.

"William."

"Will your dads calling you." Blaze nudged him in the ribs.

They had been sitting on his bed eating what ever take out they had ordered this time and watching one of the old VHS tapes he had, Blaze had given him some grief over his love for low-tech equipment. To day she had picked out Howard the Duck and the day before that it had been terms of endearment, both of which she had sworn to turn to data bit streams so she could watch them at home.

"William"

Ouch. Another jolt to the ribs, he shifted again and glanced over to his TM letter pants. Wonder what Terry's been up to, another person he has been trying to avoid. Now that Terry and Dana were back together there was no place for him, not that there was ever a place for him. They hadn't talked about it. Come to think of it they never really did much talking, aside from the witty banter. Admittedly Willie, like the witty banter and the comfortable silence…. Ribs hurt.

"Ouch." He looked over to Blaze to see his father standing next to her.

"Watts, snap out of it, your dad, calling you, ten minutes now. Earth to Willie." She cocked back her elbow for another poke noticing the spaced out look on his face.

"Yeah," Poke. "Ouch, hay; stop that. I'm coherent."

"Just making sure." She craned her head. "Oh, Hi Mr. Watts." She gave them a half hearted smile before turning her attention back to the movie.

"Hi Blaze."

"Yeah, dad."

"Ah son, I need to go out of town for the rest of the week and maybe the weekend. I'm going to leave my card with you just incase something comes up and you need a little extra cash. I've maid arrangements with Mrs. Parkers down stairs so if anything happens go down and get her. Oh and don't for get your aunt is stopping bye tomorrow, tell her I said hi, and keep an eye on her. Last time she came bye she left with your bat-mitzvah money."

"Hey you told me that she took it to open a bank account for me."

"You were thirteen."

"So, I was a man, It was my bat-mitzvah."

"Yes but I'm not Jewish and neither were you, you only wanted a bat-mitzvah cause your cousin Nicholas had one, and he got lots of money."

"But you lied."

"so did you, you told everyone you were Jewish.'

"I was thirteen."

"It was your bat-mitzvah, you were a man."

"I know and you still lied to me."

"And she stole; I guess that makes us bad adults." There was a smile in his father's eyes as he said that, then his dad shook his head in the way that told Willie that his father thought he was amusing. He hadn't known when or how he lost that conversation or even if he deserved to lose this one. He was in the right or so he thought before the conversation. "Just keep and eye out ok son."

"Sure thing dad."

The minute his dad left the room Blaze leaned over and mouthed the words Party.

"Oh and Blaze no party's."

"I didn't even say anything." She wined.

She looked at Willie; her bewildered expression said it all. How the hell does he do that she mouthed again.

"Mirror, I saw you mouth the words party."

Blaze looked up to see Mr. Watts in the mirror. "That sucks, who would put a mirror there?'

"An architect." Replied Willie halfheartedly.

Actually now that she thought about it there were stylish yet oddly placed mirrors all over the house.

"That's kind of horrifying."

"Tell me about it."

"Um you kids do know I'm still here. And someday you'll think me for my security designs, anyway I'm off you kids have fun."

Blaze gave Willie one of her you know your dad is nuts look. Which Willie just shrugged off.

They finished the movie, to bags of chips and a bottle of soda. Blaze looked over at Willie, "so what now.