Study-Hall Teacher
I stepped into study-hall expecting maybe Brigid to come at me with a fury that would make a sissy person cringe. I was prepared to be smacked maybe but I was also ready to return the favor. It was Friday, I was suspended from Tuesday-Thursday for my inappropriate behavior against another student.
Luckily, my mother hadn't noticed my happy persona any of the days when she returned home from work. Each day, Fang had come by and we went out to do something. I just can't follow the rules. It's programmed into my system to not do as I'm told. I'm use to being my own authority in case you didn't know.
Instead, I sat down with my head down. I didn't have study all week, including Monday because I was taken out of the school after I hit Brigid, who was wearing the latest black eye fashion. "Good morning class," –wait, I knew that voice. I shifted my head to look up. Mr. Batchledor had been gone all month…before I had my chip removed. It was before I had the time to realize exactly who he was.
"Jeb!" I stood up and caught the eyes of all of the kids in my class. He gave me a smile, a bit bemused. What was my father doing here? Was he part of this as well? I wouldn't be surprised. The part that didn't trust him made my hands form fists. A few chuckles came from behind me and I turned to stare Brigid down. Did it occur to her that I had recognized Jeb? Was she that slow to know that I had my memory back to see my father was standing in front of me.
"Ms. Ride, may I have a word with you about your grades?" I nodded my head. Someone mentioned that this was a study hall and we didn't get grades in this class but Jeb waved his hand at them. We stepped outside and shut the door. "Max," he crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes, "I thought I trained you to be smarter. You could've given away you current memory-boot to Brigid if she wasn't so oblivious to people."
"So, you are a part of this, somehow, as always Jeb. You'd think as my father I'd be able to trust you more but you just make it harder every day." Jeb sighed as I glared at him just as harshly as he stared at me. I could kind of see how he was my father.
"Max, bigger picture. Isn't that what your Voice is always telling you? I'm not working for the enemy but you have to be more careful. I took care of the M-Geek incident for you when Fang was shot. The Director has no idea that Fang was hurt and that you had taken the robots out." That might explain how we had been going for so long undetected. The Director seriously didn't know that we had our wings back.
"Be careful Max, I'm not permitted into the entire loop of information. I don't know why they wanted you and the flock to have normal lives." Jeb scratched his stubbly chin. He sighed and shook his head, "I've heard you've made quite an impression here." I returned the smile he gave me.
"Well, you did train me to be smarter but I'm a thick skulled person." I crossed my arms. Jeb laughed and patted my shoulder. I still remember once wishing he was my father only to find out that he was the enemy. Then, after that learning he was actually my dad. Life never works out well. Jeb led me towards the classroom's door and opened it up. He pushed me inside, "I hope you take your studies into more consideration Ms. Ride and use this study hall to your advantage." Geez, way to be a parent now Jeb.
More laughs broke through the crowd as I stepped in and muttered, "Yes, sir." I shook my head and went to sit down at a computer. I signed in and went straight to online to read Fang's blog. Apparently, his original one had been erased and just to keep up with appearance, he kept posting on his new one.
FANG'S BLOG
Viewer: One of many
Hello Readers,
Thanks for the constant reading. I guess I should let you know that it's finally happened- Max and I are together. It took a lot- I had to break it out with Brigid first and explain to her that I wasn't some player or anything, that she really does mean a lot to me. I feel as if I've known her for my entire life.
School is getting interesting. They're holding a dance this month. I'm thinking maybe I'll go. I don't think I'm that much a of a dancer though so I'll probably stand in the corner. Nudge has been telling me about it. She's my best friend's girlfriend. She's the kind of girl that thrives for dances and dresses. Max isn't like that, she's more of the touch football and jeans kind of girl. Still, if maybe I should ask Max.
I'll leave it up to you.
Fang
I clicked onto the button that sent me to another link. It read "Should Fang and Max go to the dance?" There were only two options to choose from. I clicked on yes because I wanted to go stand in the corner of the room with Fang plus, I had to go and watch Nudge and Iggy to make sure they were safe. When it switched to the next page, apparently there were a few no's and a lot of yes's. I sighed, from the looks of it, Fang was taking me to the dance. Only a little part of me was upset about that.
Interesting, a dance, does that mean I had to wear a dress?
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So, what do you think. Should Fang take Max to the dance? Or not? The next chapter depends on your responses!