11In the main office of Spenser Academy, the Provost and Mrs. Woods, the secretary, were having another brief conversation.
"Where is the new student? Shouldn't she be here by now?"
The provost had a look of irritation and expectation on his slowly aging face. As per usual Mrs. Woods was getting rather annoyed with his constant badgering.
"I honestly have no idea, Provost Higgins. However I will notify you when she arrives."
Completely missing the sarcasm, he curtly nodded his head.
"Good. Then I will be in my office waiting."
Sighing in relief as her 'annoying bug' decide to 'fly away'.
"Oh, and Mrs. Woods, who is scheduled for detention with me later today?"
Mrs. Woods jump and the papers that were in her hand flew everywhere. The Provost, annoying bug, pooped his head out of his office leaving the rest of his body in, save for his hand. Picking up the papers that were strewn across the room and muttering something about being in the need of a fly swatter. She rolled over to the other side of her office and looked at the detention list.
"Um, that would be Mr. Garwin, Mr. Parry, and…Mr. Simms."
The shock in her voice was evedent as she read the detention attendees list. Her mind was reeling.
"I figured that Garwin would be there but…Simms? What did he do?"
The provost had just asked the exact question she was thinking, not in the same words but close enough. She thumbed through the detention slips, a questioning look was on herface.
"It says here that they got in a fight with Mr. Abbot, and apparently Mr. Simms threw the first punch."
She looked up to him and found that he had the same expression.
"That is highly unusual."
Mrs. Woods nodded.
"I agree."
A few minutes pass by in utter silence, except for the constant ticking of the clock. A look of quizzical inquiry plastered itself on Provost Higgins elderly face. Mrs. Wood, the secretary, looked at the Provost while trying to figure out what he was questioning so much. Then right as she was about to ask, he cut her off.
"Where was Mr. Danvers?"
"From what I heard he was already in the locker room when it happened."
Mr. Higgins closed his eyes, sighed, and rubbed his temples trying to ease an oncoming headache.
"Alright then…notify them that they are to help the new student, oh and to give her this letter."
An 'oh shit' look was instantly on Mrs. Woods's face.
'Oh no did he tell me to do something and I forgot! Should I tell him I forgot? Well it would be better than him finding out I lied.'
So with her better judgment, she looked at him while swallowing all her fear. She looked him bravely in the eyes and sweetly asked.
"Yes sir. Um what letter?"
Provost Higgins loved having Mrs. Woods as his secretary. In all her years of service she has never messed up, not once. But in all honesty, he had forgotten to tell her to write it.
So would just 'remind her', well tell her, so that it doesn't look like he forgot either. That way they still get away clean with no blame being put on anyone.
"Last I checked all the rooms on the girl's floor were all taken. Could you write a letter explaining the situation?"
Already aware of that particular situation she opened up MS Word and began to write. She almost forgot that he was there, until Mr. Higgins accidentally farted. So as not to seem rude she looked up at him and said…
"Yes sir."
With that the Provost went into with what was left of his pride, and shut the door.
"Does anyone know if there are any particular themes in Shakespeare's Macbeth?"
Before anyone could answer, a knock was heard on the door followed by a 'school lackey', as Reid loved to call them.
To him a 'school lackey' was worse than any geek or nerd. It is by his definition, a person who loves to do anything for the power hungry devils who run this 'academy', a person who willingly takes care of notes, gets straight A's, teacher's #1 favorite pet…basically someone who will do anything to get special 'attention' from this system of damned higher authority.
The 'school lackey' was probably a young freshman girl with her black hair nice and straight held back with a nice red ribbon. Everything about her was perfectly perfect, but in a highly creepy way; not a single fray, no scuffs on her solid black shoes, no makeup, a vision of uniform code perfection.
This girl had caught the eye of the youngest 'Sons of Ipswich', Tyler Simms. A smirk played across his incredibly smooth and silky soft lips.
'If only Reid was awake to see her…we would never hear the end of it. If Reid was one thing, it would most certainly be…passionate…I think. Simply because once he knew something and was 100 positive that he was right, no one would say any different. In all actuality…no one could. This girl would just further prove his theory of 'school lackeys'. That would definitely NOT be a good thing.'
The monotone English teacher, Mr. Giles, quickly read the note and dismissed the messenger.
"Mr. Garwin, Mr. Sims, and Mr. Parry…You are needed in the office."
Tyler sighed as he came out of his reverie, and then began to gather his things. Reid was as always…snoring in class. While Pogue had the bright idea to draw on his now black and pale-ish face.
"MR. GARWIN!"
His head slowly rose. As the teacher looked at his face then to Pogue, giving them both a looked that promised many detentions, the class did their best to suppress their laughter.
Then responding as only the Reid Garwin can do so inconsiderately.
"Yeah."
With the only thing left he could tell the Garwin boy without laughing as well, he yelled.
"Go to the office!"
"Fine. No need to make your head explode. Although…it would make thing a bit more interesting"
Oddly enough Reid hadn't noticed his new black 'facial' Pogue had given him.
Dismissing the looks and snickers his classmates were giving him as silent cheers, he sleepily and sloppily gathered his things and strutted confidently out.
Reid was used to this sort of thing. The teacher would get pissed every time he fell asleep, then send him to the office.
The doors to the English classroom opened again. Reid heard two different footsteps but easily recognized who they belonged to. Not far behind him, Tyler and Pogue were beginning to catch up with the reckless 'brother'.
Not even pausing or slightly slowing in his 'badass' walk. He looked back at his two brothers and friends.
"Hey! What are you guys doing?"
He asked looking at both of them, then shifted his gaze to Tyler.
"Do you get in trouble too, Eh baby Boy?"
Reid's voice was a mix of sarcasm and mock shock.
"No"
Tyler replied with a look that said 'duh' all over it. Pogue looked at his 'Blonde Brother', attempting to make Reid leave Tyler alone.
"Reid, if you would have been awake. You would have known all three of us were called in."
Reid looked like he had just gotten his hand slapped with a ruler. Then it quickly changed to his classic 'I'll show you' look.
"Damn, Mother Pogue. No need to get bitchy."
Tyler and Pogue both rolled their eyes, and continued their way to the office. Reid opened the door bowed slightly, with an impish smirk plastered on his face, and gestured for Pogue to go first.
"After you…Mother!"
"Can it Reid."
Pogue knew Reid was just trying to annoy him to no end, but damn if he wasn't already past that point.
Tyler just shook his head at them both, and then followed in behind Pogue. He continued past Pogue and went to the front desk.
"You sent for us Mrs. Woods?"
Tyler asked the front office secretary, with his innocent smile showing itself to everyone.
The older woman pushed up her glasses, and gestured for them to take a seat. Tyler smiled sweetly and took a seat, while Reid and Pogue just stood there.
"Yes Mr. Simms. I have your duties for detention."
His smile faded just a bit.
"Wow they must be really something for us to be called out of class." Reid exaggerated.
Pogue looked at Reid then to the Secretary, wondering the exact same thing. A sigh of defeat passed Pogue's rebellious lips.
"As much as I hate to admit…he is right this once."
Reid smiled smugly. Pogue shook his head and rolled his eyes. It took every ounce of strength to restrain from hitting Reid up side his head to whack that look off his face…permanently.
Mrs. Wood's attention shifted from Tyler to Pogue. Her face could be read as nothing but serious.
"Yes Mr. Parry. It is something important."
This caught the attention of all the three Sons of Ipswich.
"I need you three to help a new student that should be arriving soon."
"Why would it take three of us to do it?"
Reid smarted off. He didn't want to be the school's lackey…unlike like some people. He looked at Tyler and smiled.
'Tyler was the one that would do just about anything for you; generally no questions asked…which sometimes is a good thing…'
She looked at Reid secretly smirking inside as the reason played itself before her mind many times over. But she knew that that specific information was meant to remain nonexistent.
"That I do not know. But…I was told to tell you that this is your detention assignment."
They all nodded, and accepted this as an easy detention. Reid none the less despised the whole idea, and began to think of ways to get out of it. Shortly an identifiable smirk was on Reid's face, as to him his idea was pure gold. As the boys got up to leave, Mrs. Woods began searching for the letter. When she found it, she called the one she knew would give it to her.
"Oh and Mr. Simms."
Tyler turned back to look at the secretary.
"I can trust that you will give the Raphael this letter upon her arrival."
She handed him the envelope, he smiled and waved.
"Yes Miss."
"Oh, I almost forgot."
He was almost out of the door when she remembered something else.
"When I say help I mean showing the student around, helping her out, and being nice. If word is said otherwise, you will all three be in a month's worth of detention. Do you understand?"
She loved this. 'The one thing about men is that they don't pay attention to every word, I do wonder if they caught it or not. Well this should turn out to be interesting if things go as assumed.'
Tyler and Pogue looked at the woman with black plastic glasses and her hand in many books, and said politely.
"Yes Miss."
Reid stood straight and saluted her.
"Aye Aye, Captain."
They were used to his constant sarcasm, and disregard for authority and the rules. With that they were dismissed from the office.
Pogue, unable to restrain his need any longer, slapped him upside the head as soon as they were out of sight of the office. Reid gently rubbed the back of his head.
"Damn Pogue! What was that for?!"
Pogue smiled and looked the Blonde boy in the eyes.
"Just because.'
Muttering Reid said under his breath,
"Shit you really are like mom."
He hit him again in exactly the same sore spot.
"Ow! Fuck Pogue! What the hell was that for?!"
Pogue looked at his slightly younger brother, smiling a motherly smile, and said…
"Because I'm your mother."
Tyler suppressed a smile as a chuckle escape by accident. Reid turned and glared at him, then walked off.
"Hey Tyler. What time is that new student…uhhh."
"Raphael?"
"Yeah Raphael, what time is he going to get here?"
"I think around 8:30. Why?"
He knew that he shouldn't bother to ask him why…but he did. Tyler knew that Pogue would try to get out of anything the school wanted, especially showing a new student around.
"Damn."
Pogue ran his hand over his forehead and through his hair, and then turned to face his little brother with a begging look in his eyes.
"I was supposed to go out with Kate tonight…could you cover for me?"
Tyler knew that he would, but just for dramatic effect he waited about two minutes before answering. As if to be rolling the idea over in his mind.
With each passing second Pogue became more and more anxious. His eyes were searching Tyler's franticly trying to find the answer. He had it bad and Tyler knew it.
Tyler opened his mouth to answer, but Pogue cut him off and patted him on the back.
"Thanks man."
As he ran down the hall to get to his bike, Tyler yelled down the halls.
"Hey! YOU OWE ME ONE!"
"Yeah sure Tyler!"
With that Pogue turned left and he was gone, leaving him alone with his thoughts and books.
'Now Pogue is out of the question, but Reid…he will probably be as well. All well might as well try anyway.'
Tyler turned and headed to their dorm room, hoping Reid wouldn't find some excuse to get out of it…as if that would ever happen.
Tyler stuck his key in the door. He was about to open it when the sounds coming from inside, gave him the answer that needed.
'Leave it to Reid to use that as an excuse.'
Turning around, he headed to the library to get ahead on some homework.
(A/N) Finally first chapter is done and finished from the editors. Anyway Chapter 2 shall be up soon. Thanks to Blayr for her review. For without I might have even posted this chapter. But I promised her I would, so here it is. If you guys want the rest of the chapters yall need to start reviewing. Later people.