Ch. 6- Simon Gets bullied
The phone rang and J ran to answer it.
"Who is it?"
"The school? Oh God what has Alvin done?"
"Alvin hasn't done anything? Then what…"
J's eyes widened.
"Simon? What happened?"
"What?! I'll be right there."
J put the phone back on the wall and quickly flew to the school.
Once J got there, she went to the nurse's office.
She gasped when she saw Simon.
Simon looked awful. He was holding a bloody nose, bruises all over his face, his forehead was bloody, and his glasses were broken, sitting next to him. He was crying hysterically, his eyes were red and puffy.
"Simon! You look terrible!" J said.
"Thanks" Simon returned before crying harder.
"Oh, I'm sorry. What happened to you?" J asked.
She knelt down to him.
"I… I got beat up" he responded through heavy sobs.
"Well I can see that, poor thing"
J gently pressed a tissue to his bloody forehead and he winced.
"Ow" he sniffled.
J cleaned up Simon's forehead and nose.
She even fixed his glasses and put them back on his face.
"Thank you, J" Simon says through sobs.
J sat beside him, picking him up and putting him on her lap.
Simon held onto her tightly, crying into her shirt.
"You know, back home some of the kids call me the tear drier?" She said.
Simon gave no response but she knew he was listening.
"They said that I was born to make people feel better and life takes me where I'm needed" she continued.
"When I became a fairy, I realized they were right. And I'm gonna make you feel better too."
She rubbed his back comfortingly, consoling the child.
The nurse came in.
"Where is Mr. Seville?" She asked.
"He's on a trip. For now, I'm their guardian, J" J introduced herself.
"Nice to meet you, but you're needed in the principal's office to discuss what happened" the nurse said.
"Sure, and after that, may I take Simon home?" J asked.
"Of course" the nurse responded.
After the meeting with the principal and the bully and his parents, Simon was carried home.
"J? My everything hurts" Simon moaned, laying down in J's arms.
"When we get home, can I check you out to make sure you're okay?" J asked.
"Okay, but don't hurt me" Simon replied.
"I'll be careful" she assured and brought him inside the house.
J sat Simon on the couch.
"Okay where does it hurt?" J asked.
"It would be easier to show you where it doesn't hurt" says Simon.
"Well, we gotta start somewhere" J said.
"My belly hurts" Simon pointed to his stomach.
"Okay, off with the shirt" J ordered and Simon took off his sweater.
J saw a big black and blue bruise and gasped.
"Oh, Simon! I didn't see this before!" J said "I'm gonna get some ice."
J gently placed an ice pack on the child's stomach, causing him to flinch.
"I'm sorry, sweetie" J apologized, holding his paw.
"It's okay. He punched me pretty hard" he told her and J sighed.
"Don't tell anyone I got beat up and cried like a baby. The kids at school, especially Alvin, think I'm a wimp as it is" Simon said.
"But you're not" J disagreed "you're smart and charming and you are strong."
"Look at me right now, J. Where do you see strong?" Simon asked.
"Well, you didn't die. I mean that counts for something right?" J said and Simon chuckled.
"Yeah, but I was easily taken down and cried when I tried so hard not to" Simon said.
J sat Simon on her lap again.
"It's okay to cry, Simon" J told him "Everybody does; you, me, Theodore, Dave, Alvin, and surly that bully too."
"Hold up, Alvin doesn't cry" Simon stated.
"Well, sure he does. I mean last night he-" J cut herself off.
"Last night what?" Simon became curious.
"Uh… That's not the point. The point is that everyone cries and it's okay" She told him.
"Yeah okay, just promise you won't tell" Simon said.
"What about Dave? Isn't this something Dave should know?" Questioned J.
"Okay, but no one else, promise?" Simon says.
"I Promise" J returned "It can be our little secret."
"Alright" Simon held J close.
"Hey, you can hug me when you get your cloths back on, mister" J handed him his sweater.
"Oh, right" Simon blushed, giggling.