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Algie walked toward the Main Building of Bullworth and looked around. He saw a lot of the Bullies around the grounds, but for once, none of them were tormenting the Nerds. None of the Nerds were given a wedgie, shoved in a trash can, or got beaten up by a Bully in the last three days. Algie felt a sense of pride in his accomplishment in stopping the Bullies, but hungered for respect from the other cliques.
This is how people as smart as us should be treated. With respect. Algie thought. He walked into the building. Although the Bullies stopped attacking the Nerds, they hadn't stopped bullying the non-clique students. Constantinos was being chased around the halls by Trent, Christy was being insulted by Troy, and Russell shoved Gordon into a locker. Well, you can't change some things.
The school bell had rung, and Algie needed to hurry if he was going to get to class. Unfortunately, his path was blocked by Justin Vandervelde, a Preppie.
"Hello bottom feeder. My friend Bif said one of you Nerds tried to punch him in the face."
""Well, it wasn't me. I wouldn't punch Bif in the face."
"Oh, I know you wouldn't. You're too spineless Algernon. But you beat the Bullies, so you must think you're pretty great."
"Uhm, I guess…"
"Well, don't be. Derby, our leader, sent me to tell you that no matter what you do, you won't change a thing at Bullworth. And if you get in our way, you'll be egged so much people won't tell where the layer stops and your skin begins."
"I get it, just don't hurt me! I just got these new glasses yesterday!"
"Go to your low class schedule, loser!"
Algie ran off as he heard Justin laughing behind his back. Besides the fact that Algie might get egged in his very near future, if the Preppies decided to threaten him, then they must see him as some kind of threat. This boosted Algies confidence. A bit too much. So much that he shoved two Preppies, Bryce and Tad out of his way as he walked to class.
That earned him a wedgie and a punch to the gut. As Algie was recovering from the blow, he realized he was almost late for class. Whatever, if the Nerds think I'm not a pathetic loser, then I'm not. Algie thought. He rushed to his next class, Music. His teacher, Miss Peters welcomed the class.
"Good morning children, I hope you slept well. Today we will be exploring our more creative part of class. Everyone grab an instrument and try to create your own piece." She said in a cheerful tone.
Algie did his best to find a good instrument, but almost everyone in the class was stronger than he was, so every time he tried to grab an instrument, he got shoved out of the way by another student. In the end, Algie got a rusty old tuba. He could hear some of the students snickering about his choice of instrument. Algie muttered under his breath as he sat down and tried to play his tuba, which could produce nothing but sour notes and painful sounds. Most of the class covered their ears in pain from hearing the instrument. One student ran out of the classroom screaming.
Algie stopped playing and looked around, noticing some angry and confused faces staring at him. Algie shrugged it off and continued playing, much to the pain of the rest of the class. Groans and screams could be heard through half of the second floor of the school, causing some classes to stop abruptly from it. Algie stopped playing and looked at the class again, now everyone was staring at him in anger. Even Miss Peters wasn't too thrilled to hear the noise.
Algie was about to play again, with most of the class muttering quiet threats toward him. One student, Dan Wilson, was about to jump out of his seat and stick that tuba through Algie's throat. Before he could get the chance, Miss Peters calmly took the tuba from Algie before he started playing again, much to the rest of the class's relief.
"Algernon, I don't think that instrument is compatible with your… um… skills." Miss Peters stated. Algie looked as if he would burst into tears, as he truly believed he was playing quite well. The rest of the class would disagree.
An hour later, the bell rang, signaling that it was time for lunch. Algie walked out of the class awkwardly as the rest of the students from his class stared at him. As he walked toward his locker, Algie heard various comments thrown at him.
"Hey Algie, what were you doing in Music class, tickling a seal?"
"If I ever heard that noise again, the first thing I will do is pummel Algie, and then die from the pain of that sound."
Algie wasn't that thrilled at these comments, but they were all from the stronger cliques, so he couldn't do anything about them. He got to his locker when he felt someone tapping his back. To Algie's surprise, it was Gordon Wakefield.
"What do you want? Come to tell me about what I did in Music class?" Algie angrily asked.
"Actually no, I need your help." Gordon replied. Algie nearly jumped back in surprise.
"Help you. Why would I help you? You started a rumour about me saying that I change my underwear every five months. Which by the way I don't, I change it every three months." Algie stated matter-of-factly.
"Good to know. But I really need your help, you see I was walking through the hall the other day minding my own business, when these Preppies come and take my bag and took it to their clubhouse at Old Bullworth Vale. I need to get my books back, I have Math next period, and without my books, Mr. Hattrick will fail me."
"That's too bad, but still why should I help you?"
"I'll pay you twenty bucks if you get it to me before next period." Gordon answered.
Algie took the request under consideration. If he completed it, he would get twenty bucks, but the Preppies would hunt him down for revenge. On the other hand, if he didn't, nothing will have changed. Actually it seemed like a great way to continue his takeover of the school. Algie made his decision.
"Okay, I'll do it." Gordon looked surprised at his answer.
"Really? Thanks Algie you can take my bike to the Vale to get my books. It's next to the soda machine."
"Alright then, I'll get your books back to you in no time."
Algie ran off as Gordon snickered to himself. Yes Algie, run to get my books back, and then the Preppies pound you into nothing. Sure I might lose my bike, but its worth it when the Preppies paid me one hundred dollars to set you up, I might even be able to get a rumour out of it. Gordon thought as he walked to the cafeteria.
Algie had trouble finding Gordon's bike, as it wasn't where he said it was. It was even harder to open the lock from it. As he lacked the physical strength to break it, Algie paid another student to unlock it, and they surprisingly did in less than ten seconds. Algie got up on the bike and started pedaling, which like his running speed, wasn't very fast. Algie rode the bike through Old Bullworth Vale while receiving complaints and snide comments from the Townsfolk.
"You're a loser kid. So smart of you to just drop out of school when you know you're not going to make it in life anyway." Yelled a grumpy Mr. Smith. Unfortunately for him, as he started walking, he slipped on a banana peel dropped by Casey.
Algie snickered to himself. Who's the loser now? Algie finally stopped the bike in front of the Preppies clubhouse. It was a lighthouse which the Preppies converted into something more of their class, and still most of them didn't think highly of it. Algie got off of the bike and walked toward the lighthouse and saw Gord leaning at the wall smugly. Gord saw Algie and smiled.
"Hey chaps, guess who dragged his poor carcass over here."
In an instant, every Preppie except Derby and Pinky walked out of the clubhouse. Algie tried to keep his cool and look somewhat menacing, but it was clear that he was failing. Wait a minute, why would they all be here now?
"Wow Tad, you were right when you said he was stupid enough to come here." Exclaimed Justin.
"It was obvious, poor trash like him can get so desperate and stupid to scrounge up twenty bucks." Stated Tad, smiling to himself about his own brilliance.
Algie started to walk back. He realized what was going on; Gordon was paid to trick Algie into coming to the lighthouse, where the Preppies were going to beat him up. But what Algie didn't understand was why. At that moment it didn't exactly matter as to why the Preppies wanted to beat him, what mattered was getting away.
Algie turned around and scrambled for Gordon's bike, with the Preppies starting to chase him. Algie ran as fast as he could while eggs were flying down on him like rain. The Preppies were obviously prepared for a chase, and they were determined to take Algie down. Algie finally got on the bike and pedaled as hard as he could. He rode the bike up the piers stairs as fast as he could, shaking as he continued.
The Preppies were not too far behind him; some of them got their own bikes and chased him. Their bikes were faster, and there were catching up to Algie pretty quickly. Gord was about to land a punch on Algie's side, but lost control of his bike and rode straight into a lamp post. Bryce tried to throw eggs from his bike, but lost his balance and fell down.
Now Tad was the only Preppie on a bike, the rest were running. Tad was able to throw a few eggs at Algie's back and was able to land a few punches when he caught up. Algie used his weight to push Tad aside. As they were nearing the bridge, Algie used as much speed as he could, and when he was a suitable distance away from Tad, threw a stink bomb behind him. The bottle broke, leaving a cloud of stench which Tad rode right into. Tad was so focused on getting the smell away from him that he wasn't paying attention in front of himself. His bike hit a steel fence, sending Tad flying onto the beach and giving him a mouthful of sand.
Now covered in eggs, Algie looked back as he passed the bridge. The Preppies gave up the chase and walked over to Tad, who was still trying to get the sand out of his mouth. Algie stopped the bike and ran to the Boy's Dorm. Algie knew he needed to change as he ran to his room. Algie was relieved he got away, and angry at being tricked. There was only one thing for him to do now: get revenge.