School Yard Games

8

Hard Lessons

A/N: Happy Holidays folks hope you have a great one... here in School Yard games the mystery deepens... promise answers are coming... shortly mawhaha!

Enjoy JoXx...

Monday morning came without the usual blues, damn if I wasn't excited to see Sookie. My good mood was wiped out seeing her draped all over John Quinn, fucking piss poor excuse for a bodyguard. She was leaned in, whispering in his ear. Shit. Jealousy is such an unattractive quality.

"Principal Hotness, looking good," she called to me as she walked past with the other two Triplets, they seemed in deep conversation. Sookie stopped dead a few yards ahead of the steps that lead in to the school. She spun round on her heel, fixing her eyes on a car that had just pulled up into the senior's car park. The other two girls had also stopped and were now staring at what Sookie was looking at. They way she acted it was like she knew who was in the car, even when her back was turned.

Debbie Pelt stepped out of her car. I moved my head to see Sookie glare at me, not happy. Shit. Well, I'd just have to suck it up. "Morning Miss Pelt," I said.

"Morning," she smiled back.

Just before lunch my office door flew open, only to be slammed shut, "I thought you were a smart son of a bitch, Northman," Sookie launched into me; she steadied herself with her hand on the desk with the other she had her finger pointed in my face. Fuck she was sexy when she was angry, her blue eyes blazed with fire. Like a fucking douche my cock instantly hardened.

I leaned back, placing the file I had been looking at back on the desk, I tented my fingers. I raised my eyebrow.

"Fuck sake, they don't belong here. I thought we had an understanding, this is all on you, " she shoved the chair in front of her, threw open the door to the office and marched out before I couldn't even answer I was in shock. "Sookie," I yelled after her.

"FUCK YOU," she yelled back.

Pam met her in the hall just outside the outer office, "Good Morning," Pam smiled at Sookie unaware of the shit storm that had just been unleashed, seemingly on her way to my office.

"Is it?" she snapped back, carrying on in her purposeful stride. Pam's face was a picture; she looked confused, looking from me to Sookie's back, slowly walking into the outer office where Maxine Fortenberry was sitting open-mouthed.

"What the hell was all that about?" Pam asked. I signalled for her to go into my office, but before I followed her in Maxine stopped me.

"Whatever you've done, you'd better make it right," she sighed dramatically, "the last time Sookie lost her temper with the Principal, An-ar-chy. The last guidance teacher is still in the funny farm from that time...oh dear lord, please make this right," she pleaded. I just shook my head, and headed into the office, closing the door behind me.

"Ah shit," I sighed.

Three weeks had passed, and I was rueing the day I said yes to the Pelt girls joining the school here. Disruptive wasn't the word for it. Teachers were complaining, the Pelts were riding my ass as to why their girls grades were slipping so much and several times I had caught both girls mid bully, but nothing I could prove. Sneaky bitches.

Sookie had been polite and courteous in all our dealings, but the friendly banter was gone. Fuck if I didn't miss it. This Monday started with an uneasy feeling as I pulled up to the car park. At first I thought I was late as there was nobody in the school grounds, all the cars were there as usual but no students. Then I spotted Pam.

"Where the bloody hell is everybody?" she asked.

"Not a clue," I shrugged as I made my way to the school doors.

Debbie and Sandra raced past us, "Crap, are we late?" Debbie yelled.

I shook my head, indicating no, they were indeed in time. Both girls entered the hall seconds before we did. The hall was packed with students but it was deathly silent. As Debbie and Sandra walked further in, every time they passed a student the student turned, giving the girls their backs. Silently one by one the students turned. I glanced at Pam shooting my eyebrows up at her, she just shrugged shaking her head, turning back to the strange scene unfolding before us. At the very end of the hall stood the Triplets, arms folded, staring at the Pelt girls.

I saw Debbie stick her nose in the air and level Sookie with a look of defiance. Debbie had big ones that was for sure. The only sound came from the girls walking and the turning of the students. The door to the teacher's lounge opened and Dawn, the girls coach, beckoned for us to come over. We joined the group of teachers at the door to the lounge.

"Debbie and Sandra Pelt, you have disrupted the peace of our school. Your peers have all voted; their vote is unanimous. I have been charged with giving you an attitude adjustment," Sookie spoke with authority.

Debbie looked like she was going to run, Sandra clung to her big sister's arm, looking scared.

Sookie's boy toys stepped forward grabbing hold of Debbie and Sandra. Amelia and Tara injected something into the necks of the Pelt girls. This was surreal, I moved to stop this madness, it was like Lord of the fucking Flies. Dawn, who was a lot stronger than she looked held me back, "Don't" she warned, looking intently into my eyes.

The Pelt girls slumped as Bill and Alcide caught them, picking them up. Sookie's group all turned and began walking towards the basement. Sookie stood still surveying the long hallway, finally resting her eyes on mine. She looked pissed, but in her eyes was such sadness. She blamed me, I was making her do this, the look in her eyes said it all and it me made shiver. She turned and walked away, her red stilettos echoing in the hall. WTF? What had we just witnessed?

Suddenly the sound started up again, that kicked me back into reality and I went to follow them. Dawn brought me down hard hauling me into the teachers lounge. I was restrained with zip ties, Jesus had everyone lost their mind? Seconds later I was thrown on the couch. Dawn had picked me up and tossed me onto the couch like I was a sack of potatoes. What could she weigh? Hundred and ten, hundred twenty max; I was a six foot four man at over two hundred pounds, how was that even possible? Pam was being restrained by the football coach and math teacher.

"What is the meaning of this?" I snarled.

"Calm down Eric," Maxine said sweetly like this was an everyday occurrence. Pam and I continued to thrash.

"Where are they taking those girls, what are they going to do to them?" I asked as I righted myself on the couch.

"Eric, there is no need to be alarmed," Maxine continued calmly, it was almost soothing. WTF! "They will be fine, Sookie will take good care of them," she cooed.

"Bitch !" the math teacher yelped. Pam had bitten his hand; he was currently cradling it, with blood pouring from it. Dawn jumped up, "Let me see." She had her back turned to us as a blue glow emitted from in front of her, her back obscured me from seeing what she was doing. Mrs Boadhouse handed Dawn a tea towel, which she passed to the math teacher.

"Thanks Dawn," he said.

"No problem, keep it mobile," Dawn replied.

"Pam, Eric, you are outsiders to this school, to this community. We have welcomed you into our town and will continue to do so, but you must understand this is how things are done here," Dawn spoke.

"What, so we just sit back and let students abuse other students?" snarled Pam.

"No, you don't understand, just because you don't understand something, it doesn't mean it's bad," Dawn spoke the other teachers nodding in agreement.

"Doesn't mean it's bad?" I yelled. "Tell me what is not bad about the entire student body turning their backs on two students while their teachers watch other students drug them and carry them off?" even saying it I was wondering if somehow I had taken drugs and didn't know I was tripping off my face.

"I promise you they will be returned, in perfect condition. You need to accept this," Maxine said.

"If I don't?" I shouted at her getting up to my feet, only to be brought back down to sitting by Dawn moving faster than the eye could see. How did she do that?

"Eric, when I first came to this school, I too received an attitude adjustment. Of course it was the original Triplets that ran the school then. It was the best thing that has ever happened to me. Stop judging us by what you think you know- this town works, this school works."

"You never answered my question," I said stubbornly.

"Is that what happened to the last Principal? Did he die because he disagreed with Miss Stackhouse?" Pam asked. Fuck. Ah shit.

"Principal Norris died protecting Sookie, he threw himself in front of her as a human shield," Maxine glared at both Pam and I. Okay, this was news and again Sookie was in the thick of it. Had I been so busy thinking with my dick that I had missed how psycho this fucking town is.

"He died a hero, doing what was best for the school, for the town," the math teacher said, it was then I noticed he didn't even have a cut on his hand. I shook my head, as if to clear it, blinking a couple of times. His hand was fine, as if nothing had ever bitten or broken the skin. How?

"We have classes to teach," the football coach said, shoving Pam into the centre of the room as all the other teachers filed out of the lounge, leaving the two of us there. Pam seemed frozen for a few seconds before she sprung into action, untying me by cutting the zip ties at my back. Once I was untied, she sat down beside me, just staring ahead.

I let out a breath I'd been holding. "What now Sherlock?" Pam asked, finally breaking our self imposed silence.

"I'm afraid I'll sound like Mulder if I open my mouth. Why can't this be like a game show where I can just buy a fucking clue," I blew out air, leaning over my long legs. Shit.

"I know what you mean, I feel like I am experiencing a bad acid trip… I am scared to say the things I think I've seen… Dawn…" Pam's voice got progressively quiet. She said 'Dawn' like it explained everything. But Dawn was just the start in a long line of questions. Supernatural questions, crazy questions. I rubbed my eyes.

"If we go to the office with this, we can kiss our careers goodbye. Fuck, Ravenscroft, what do we say? All the students are straight out of Stepford; the girls coach has superhuman strength. An eighteen year old hottie runs the school; we're scared," I took a deep breath and blew it out.

"What if we look at this differently; I mean everyone has assured us those girls are going to be safe right?" Pam began. I could see the cogs turning in her mind.

"Right."

"So, provided they are okay, maybe we should just do like the rest of them and turn a blind eye. Who knows what kinda shit they will show us, if they think we are accepting. If they really trust us they are bound to let down their guard. You're right this school has something to do with what's going on in this town, it's like Stepford… everyone is so damn happy, healthy and talented, it's creeping me the fuck out," Pam concluded.

"Okay," I sat nodding slowly, running through what Pam had just said. Yes she's right, of course she's right.

"I also think you should start sleeping with Sookie," she added quickly.

"No," I snapped all too quick.

"Fuck, you like her, like her… shit Northman don't go falling in love on me," Pam's eyes were wide as she scolded me.

"Not all of us are as cold as you Pam. I am not using Sookie, that's final. When the time comes you don't need to worry about me, I'll do my job," I put the record straight.

"As long as we are on the same page," she rose off the couch, "let's start our school day."

I followed suit. Entering the outside office I steeled myself, Maxine was sat there, she smiled brightly, "Mr Northman, your mail is on your desk, your three o'clock rescheduled for Wednesday, you look like you could use a coffee. Cream? sugar?" Please that would be great you batshit crazy bitch, while you're at it, why not make one with arsenic in it for yourself, I thought smiling like I was being paid too.

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