As promised, a longer chapter. Hope you enjoy. I am coming up with a lot of nifty ideas for this story! Please read and review...
Chapter 9
The school day felt like it was dragging on forever. Tom had started the day reminding Booker and Penhall that the girls of Waylon County High were all off limits… then he met Lexi George. She had taken Tom under her wing showing him where to get from one class to the next in the quickest manor. The day was going great and then the bell rang to signal the end of fifth period and the start of the thirty minute lunch period. Tom made his way to his locker as a sea of students pushed their way out of various class rooms. Tom got to his locker and had begun to fumble with the combination lock again when he was slammed violently into his locker. A forearm held Hanson's face flat against the locker, while another fist sucker-punched him directly in the kidney.
Hanson gasped out loud as the sudden influx of pain caught him off guard. Tom struggled against the arm securing him in place. He winced and closed his eyes to the pain. The arm which secured him in place had a jacket with slick leather sleeves. The person holding him had big hands and nobody seemed to want to mess with him. No one said a word as the person attacked Hanson from behind.
"Stay away from my girl new blood, or the next time will be worse!" The voice was harsh and cold. His breath blew hot on his face as a bit of saliva dotted across Hanson's face. There was a hand that came up and slammed Hanson's face into the locker again and then released him as the officer fell to the floor. In the chaos of the hallway Tom had not been able to see who had assaulted him. He knew that the person wore a letterman's jacket, but the purple and gold seemed to surround him on all sides as the students continued to dash by. Tom got the feeling that he had just made an enemy he did not want to make.
Hanson reached up and touched his cheek with is hand as he lay his head against his locker front. He looked up as the last of the students scurried by him. He slowly stood up and turned to his locker. Shakily he opened the door and placed his notebook inside. He then closed the door and walked in the direction of the cafeteria.
Tom made his way through the line and found Booker and Penhall sitting at the end of a table by themselves. Tom walked over to the table and sat down.
"Damn Tommy, first day, and you got your ass kicked already!" Dennis commented loudly.
Tom slammed his tray down onto the table and looked bitterly back at Booker.
"Yo Tommy, what happened." Doug asked as he lifted Hanson's face to examine his cheek. "Wow, who did this."
"Don't know." Tom hissed back.
"What do you mean you don't know?" Booker asked.
"I DON'T KNOW!" Hanson shot back "Did that help, because I can write it out for you."
"Cool it Tommy." Doug leveled his eyes at Tom. "Did he say anything?" Penhall inquired.
"Yeah…" Tom trailed off.
"What?" Booker asked.
"Told me to stay away from… his girlfriend…"
"Shit Tommy… what happened to their under eighteen?" Dennis laughed.
"Cram it, Dennis!" Tom spat back looking down at his tray. Hanson could not stand Booker reminding him of something he had said earlier. This just continued to chew at him until he looked up and saw Lexi standing next to a giant ox in a purple and gold letterman jacket.
"That's her…" Tom stated pointing across the room. Doug and Dennis both looked at each other and then at the girl Hanson pointed out.
"Well Tom, if your going to break the rules…" Doug began.
"Or get your ass kicked…" Dennis chimed in.
"At lease she's a looker…" Doug laughed picking a limp French fry up and shoving it in his mouth. Dennis let out a low whistle as the boy with the letterman jacket looked up and glared in the direction of the three officers.
"Who is it." Tom asked.
"I think that is the new quarter back for the Waylon County Indians. I think that's Darren Thompson." Dennis said "I also think that he may be the one who is responsible for Tommy's cheek.
"And how do you know this, genius?" Hanson asked sarcastically.
"He was in my Government class." Booker answered back, his voice dripping with the same blatant sarcasm.
"Look Tommy, keep your nose away from anymore trouble. Dean will be here at 3:30 to pick you up, so be ready. We will be getting out of practice tonight at six, so we will see you then. We have a lot to do and Dean is gonna want some answers, especially about your face. He also thinks that these are football boys are the one's responsible for all the trauma in this town. My guess is that Darren here has a little to do with this." Doug said a look of concern crossing his face. Tom stood up and walked with Penhall and Booker as the three proceeded over to the trash cans to dispose of their garbage.
"You guys be careful, I have a bad feeling about all of this." Tom said looking at Booker and Penhall.
"Don't be a worrywart baby brother..." Dennis ridiculed. "We decided to look and not touch."
Doug looked at the floor shaking his head while Hanson furrowed his brow, steaming at the jibe. Penhall grabbed Booker by the arm and walked forward. "See ya tonight Tommy." Doug shouted over his shoulder.
Tom turned and walked towards his next class, only two more periods and I can go breathe… mental note… stay away from all pretty girls and don't get your face slammed into a locker again. He just hoped that Doug and Dennis faired better with Darren then he had the first time.
See, definatly longer:-) Not quite as long as I had planned, but still longer. Hope you liked and let me know what you think! I see a bit of trouble in the future for the Jump Street boys... Stay Tuned:-)