Chapter Three
I stood in the principals office.
"One day." He said. "One day Mr. Kane and already you are proving to be a slight lad."
Here it comes. Yup – the big talk on proper conduct.
"At least we know you have an ambitious killer instinct." He said, with a smile put on.
Fake smiles equals bullshit.
"Just try not to be as…roughhouse and lad-like and…and rough it's just a bit of a-"
"Tautology." I said.
"Yes, it's a bit of a tautology." He said, obviously without a clue what it was.
I smiled to myself, shaking my head.
"Now, bear in mind what I have said."
I walked out as the ginger kid walked in, sticking out my foot and catching his as he slammed onto the floor.
"Don't dawdle Hopkins! That's what happens when you dawdle!"
"Yeah Hopkins." I said, grinning to myself. I walked out of the office, down the stairs and into the cafeteria where everyone was eating. I saw the girl from English sitting at the only vacant table. Well, it was either that or sit with Derby and his disciples. I walked over and landed on a chair opposite to her.
"What?"
"What?"
"Why are you just sitting there?"
I shrugged.
"I have a question."
"So write a questionnaire."
"What's your name?"
"None of your business."
"Is that foreign? It sounds pretty foreign. What does it mean?"
"It means go away." She said, getting up and walking away.
I sat there, watching her pick up her food and walking away.
Kara replaced her with two cans of energy.
"Who was that?"
I turned at her, smiling.
"My next conquest."
She sighed and then opened her drink, starting to drink a bit.
"So how was English?"
"Good," I said, watching a girl in leather pants and a jacket walk past "I'll catch up with you later on – we've got shop right?"
"Yeah, third."
"I'll see you then."
"Where are you-"
I grabbed my bag and walked away after the swaggering girl.
"Out."
I groaned with frustration as I buttoned up my trousers and did up my fly, Lola pulling up her pants. She got up and walked out of the toilets, not even worried about people seeing.
I got up off the toilet and walked out to see a boy in a green tank top and a shaved haircut standing there, pushing his fringe down.
"You got a reason for stopping that?"
"Did you have protection?"
"She's on the pill." I said, walking forwards, looking at the back of him.
"I'm not talking about knocking her up."
I rolled my eyes.
"She plays guys, she doesn't have sex with them."
"Congratulations to you then. But enough with the commentary." He turned towards me. "You're the new kid."
"Bright spark." I said, trying to walk past him.
"Wait a minute new kid," he said, sticking a hand on my shoulder "you shouldn't go around making enemies. The last guy who did ended up getting beaten the crap out of."
"Okay sure tough guy." I said pushing his hand off.
"I'm Gary Smith." He said, putting out a hand.
"So throw away a name tag." I said, trying to walk past him again.
"Listen to me man, you're in the worst school around and I'm offering to be a friend. So you going to play nice?"
I scoffed.
"Sure whatever."
"Good, so how about I show you around?"
"I can find my own way thanks."
"I don't think so rich kid. I should show you places."
"In what way did that not sound sexual?"
He laughed, looking up at the ceiling.
"You know what, you're funny new kid! Real funny!"
"Yeah, I practice in front of a mirror." I said, attempting to walk past him again.
"Now how about I show you around?" he said, catching my arm.
"I said I can handle it." I said threateningly.
"I don't think you can friend. I think you're going to get into a fight if you're not careful."
"Is that a threat?" I asked, walking back to him.
"Cool it hothead, all I'm saying is play the game."
"Listen, I'm not going to be around here long enough to 'play the game'. This place is a dump, and I want out."
"Then I'm going to help you get expelled."
I rolled my eyes.
"Really?"
The bell rang.
"Perfect timing, how about I show you around now?" he said, pushing me to the door.
"I said," I snapped, grabbing his shirt and throwing him up against the wall "I can handle it. Got that smartarse?"
He chuckled.
"Of course friend." I let him down.
"So who are you then?"
"Aiden Kane."
"You know where your next lesson is Kane?"
"Yes I do."
"Okay friend. I'll catch up with you at lunch." He said, walking out of the toilets. I shook my head.
"Twat." I said, walking out with my bag on my shoulder.