DING-DING-DING-DING-DING-DING!

Derby stood in the middle of the ring's canvas and beckoned Gord and Chad from their posts. He grabbed their wrist and lifted Chad's. The audience yelled and cheered for him, but also yelled "You did good" for Gord despite his loss in the match.

"Good game boys." Derby let go of their wrists.

"Thanks" They mumbled.

"You okay, Gord?" Chad walked towards him and lightly punched his gloves as Derby left the ring.

"Ah, it's just minor set back, I'll be fine. Good game. You're just lucky I wasn't wearing any of my limited edition aquaberry attire." Said Gord as he walked over to grab his towel to wipe the sweat from his neck.

"Aren't we all?" Both of them chuckled as Chad slipped his boxing gloves off and remove the bandages from his hands to rewrap them with a fresher wrap.

The two were helped out of the ring as Parker and Justin went under the ropes for their match. The front door flew open.

"Okay, trust fund babies! Bring it on!" Yelled Jimmy as he walked in to the Prep's property while Pete followed from behind him.

"What now you poverty-struck skint?" Derby walked around the bar he stood behind.

"Preps only. Get- out." Bif demanded as he pointed to the exit.

"Hopkins, you don't belong here." Stated Bryce as he stepped away from the punching bag.

"Hear you guys are still messing with those Greaseballs, huh? One of their best bikes got stolen, so what's the deal?" The preps look back at each other and began to laugh,

"Excuse me? Why would we want to step foot in to their filthy cheap oil spilt ghettos?" Derby questioned as the Prep gathered.

"They probably just misplaced it, considering how small their brains are." Joked Chad as a few of the Preps laughed along with him.

"Iunno, you guys tell me. Now, spill it?" Jimmy stepped closer to the clique.

"We don't need their trashy bike, my daddy can buy me a car instead, which much better to be seen around in. Why would you think we're the ones who stole it?" Derby questioned as he leaned forward to Jimmy.

"Your rivalry with Greasers."

"Things changed, Hopkins. Now stop being delusional and get out. We have a match to continue which is much more important than your charity business." Said Derby.

"Probably that Gary guy you spoke about last year. Or the tooth fairy." Bif jokingly suggested.

"Yeah, go accuse that poor boy, not us." Tad demanded. The clique dispersed as Derby remained in front of Jimmy.

"We have nothing to do with this and we don't want anything to do with this."

"If it's not you guys, who can it be? Can't be Gary, impossible."

"Not our problem, go figure it out Sherlock." He mocked then walked away.

"You got to be kidding me." Jimmy mumbled as he walked towards the door.

The odor from a mixture of sweat, Bullworth, and blue blood was almost revolting but I have to admit, this was my favorite place in Old Bullworth Vale, but there isn't much here to began with.

"Great, of course you'll be here." Grumbled Jimmy as he walked passed me.

"Yeah-yeah. Evening to you to Hopkins."

The two boys stopped by the door.

"Who's she?" asked Pete.

"Some new chick whose part of those trust fund fairies."

"Oh well, she seems nice." He said nervously.

"So it's not the Preps. What are the other options, Head Boy?"

"Well… it could… be Gar-" Jimmy cut him off.

"Impossible! That fucking sociopath is expelled. If he sets one foot in to this school, he's automatically arrested."

"Yeah, your right. But his plans might not consist of him doing that. Maybe he has someone else doing his dirty work for him. You know, like what he did to you last year, remember Jimmy?"

"Yeah, yeah. I remember, haven't forgotten it yet." The two stood in silence to think.

Jimmy threw a fist at the wall.

"What is that jerk thinking?"

"He's probably trying to get back in to the school again." Pete suggested. Jimmy began to pace.

"Damn it. He's trying to rule the school again."

"We have to keep a good eye on everyone. Maybe, I should let Dr. Crabblesnsitch in on this. You know-"

"Dr. Crabblesnsitch? Aw, c'mon Pete." Whined Jimmy as he stopped pacing.

"Well… We want to find out what Gary's up to, right?"

"Yeah. His minion has to be new to this school and doesn't know he's a total sociopath. Someone who's easy to manipulate."

"Or maybe someone who's just as crazy and sadistic as Gary is?" Pete suggested he reached for the door.

"You're right. I think you're on to something." Said Jimmy as he began repeatedly pointed to Pete.

"Any suggestions who that might be." Pete asked as he tittered quietly. Jimmy looked at the floor as he scratched his head then looked up with a deep sigh. He turned to look at Elisha who was boxing in the ring and then back at Pete.

"That new Prep girl. You have access to everyone's files as the Head Boy, right?" asked Jimmy.

"Yeah."

"Look up on her and meet me at the Library. Tomorrow, Lunch." Jimmy pushed open the open. "This place blows." Complained Jimmy as he walked out of the Glass Jaw Boxing Club.

"Zoe?" Pete asked but Jimmy has already left without waiting.

"Talk about minions doing all the dirty work" He muttered. He walked out of the building, when he was out Jimmy was already long-gone to attend his date with Zoe.

He began to speak to himself. "Thanks Pete for doing something that might get you expelled, you're such a good friend." He hopped on his bike but got disrupted by a sudden pain on the side of his side.

"Dork!" Yelled Kirby from the back seat of a new slick blue car, driven by their leader, Ted.

"Where's Jimmy?" Pete whined quietly. He picked up the soda can and tossed it in the recycling bin then rode off on his bike to school.