THAT FRIDAY MORNING, Inspector Caroline Walker was informed by her superior commanding office that she was PROMOTED TO DETECTIVE INSPECTOR, commencing the following month. She was overjoyed, as it would finally LIFT A HUGE BURDEN, by living as a single mother.
But she almost LOST THAT PROMOTION that afternoon… when the counter-terrorist unit personally contacted her – that her son HAD POSTED A ‘SENSITIVE’ YouTube video…
… which was related to his school’s ‘bombing’ incident, that was still ‘under’ their investigation.
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THEIR HISTORY LESSON WAS INTERRUPTED that same morning when Ms Ann Burnell, the vice-principle who had informed the class – that the Mayor was coming to Stamford High, next Monday to PRESENT THE HEROES’ AWARDS to those rescuers, who saved Samuel Jaheem Wilson, in the South Perth Zoo…
… half the class cheered and clapped for them – while the other half, looked in jealousy and coming-up with thoughts, of ‘them’ being-at-the-wrong-place-at-the-right-time.
Both Jane Wilson and Paul Walker cringed-small into their seats. They don’t want ‘any’ peering attention, that might reveal their cursed-secret ‘identity.’
All that Jane and Paul wanted, was to be left alone, and anonymous to be ‘invisible’ as possible, just to finish their education in Stamford High, in peace.
But ‘not’ the 3rd member of the Cursed-trio, Peter Walker – who shook hands and high-fived his student ‘fan-followers’ who came to him.
The one-armed boy looked over from the back of the classroom, and sneered at Mr Alexzander Hull, his History teacher…
‘What history, sir…? Come, eat my shorts…!’
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AT THE WALKERS’ HOUSE THAT AFTERNOON, inspector-mother unlocked the front door… and she invited 3 people in.
The 4 of them proceeded upstairs.
Caroline barged into Peter’s bedroom. The one-armed boy was resting in his bed, listening to his loud-music. She turned off the music in the stereo and ordered her son.
“Peter… go-on and wait outside now!”
… 3 casual-dressed strangers, entered his room…
“Mom, what is going on? And, who are these people...?”
Agent Joe Dickson, head investigator of the Australian counter-terrorism unit, and his 2 data forensic scientists looked around the semi-neat bedroom that – was REARRANGED BACK – from what they saw in the video…
… that was ‘red-flagged,’ and ‘taken-down,’ since in YouTube.
… Peter was afraid when he got off his bed – of those Five-O-coppers would find his stash, of his illegal ‘prescription pills’ under the mattress.
Outside the room, inspection-mother questioned him...
“DID YOU POST that video of your TRASHED ROOM ONLINE!!?”
“Yes Mom, I sent you that ‘same’ video and I Tweeted you 2 days ago about the CCTV cams – BUT NO ACTION WAS TAKEN – so I got my PFC ‘publicist manager’ Jason Lang, to post it on YOUTUBE – SO, ‘WHAT’ ABOUT IT…?”
“You son of a fool! You NEARLY CAUSED MY PROMOTION! How do you know your ‘accounts’ were hacked, and you furthermore, you made all of these blatant ‘insensitive’ allegations THAT TERRORIST HAD ‘USED’ your accounts to ‘SEND’ that phone-bombs?”
“But THAT ‘WHAT’ HAD HAPPENED, Mom – and, even if I had ‘told’ you… you would ‘NEVER’ BELIEVE ME, right…no…?”
“I had been busy at work, working long hours – and this is the SORT OF NONSENSE, is what I ‘get,’ when I come back home!”
“WHICH PART OF what I do, is ‘nonsense’ to you? I too was busy in social media trying to ‘piece up’ my smeared reputation online… since the ‘ATTACK’ ON ‘MY’ BRAND of the “Perth’s Famous Couple.’”
“THIS NONSENSE ‘famous couple’ of yours… will probably SOMEDAY ‘RUIN’ MY CAREER, that had clothed and fed you, all your life!”
“Look here Mom, YOU ARE ‘OLD SCHOOL’… and you don’t understand social-media of ‘my’ generation – and your career ‘too’ WILL BE LONG GONE, if they produce future AI Robocops in the assembly line, to replace you! Yes, this ‘Perth’s famous couple is ‘IMPORTANT’ TO ME for my presence… to market me, for future-advantage!” Peter chested up, to his mother.
“That is a TOTAL-FANTASY-BULLSHIT talk, and half of it is ‘fake news’ too!”
“WHY ARE YOU ‘BIAS’ against handicap people FROM BEING FAMOUS – what have you got AGAINST ME? Unlike like Poe, you believe everything he says, yeah-Mom, cause’ – he is your favourite golden-boy, who tried to electrocute Terry Donovan, with epilepsy condition yesterday… but SOMEONE’S PRAYERS out there saved him – amen, to that, Mom-amen to that!!!”
“… Poe had informed me ‘about’ that – HE WAS SORRY, that his ‘science project’ had gone wrong…”
Agent Dickson approached the disputing mother-son, to interrupt them – holding Peter’s iPad.
“Inspector Walker… we need the password?”
The one-armed tween hesitated at first… but after seeing the glowering stares of his mother – he placed his thumbprint… and unlocked his iPad…
… the only ‘secret’ was, the file in his hard-drive, with his twin brother levitating on his bed, while taking a nap – which he was only going to ‘use’ as a last-resort option… to prove that Poe’s superpowers ‘exist’ to his inspector-mother…
… which her crippled-son was ‘LYING’ TO-HER AND ‘HIDING.’
The data forensic scientist was looking at Peter’s ‘History’ of which sites he had visited online, and found ‘none’ that were detrimental to the national security.
“Insp, we want to look at the footage, of the CCTV cameras.” Agent Dickson then said…
… all of them, including Peter went downstairs.
… Paul was ‘not’ at home at that moment... he joined Alicia and Jane for high-tea in Chinatown to celebrate, after the school had announced they would receive the Heroes’ Award, next-Monday.
The other forensic analyst was rewinding the recording device. Agent Dickson questioned Peter…
“When you found that your room was trashed, was your brother around?”
“No… he came-in later.”
They discovered 39 SECONDS of the CCTV camera footage that was blank. Agent Dickson told the technician TO FAST-FORWARD… to Paul’s entrance into the house that day…
… another 44 SECONDS were blank too.
… Peter looked speechless at the 2nd blank segment of the recording, and ‘recalled’ – that it was ‘when’ PAUL TRANSFORMED INTO… the big-winged St. Michael back then, when he tossed him upstairs, in rage.
The counter-terrorist unit left the Walkers… and Agent Dickson SUSPECTED BOTH TWINS might have some ‘involvement’ in the trashing of the room – because the agent had prior INTERVIEWED EYE-WITNESSES in the canteen that ‘day,’ after Peter and Jane fought and broke-up, a moment before the phone-explosions…
… Peter might have come home that afternoon and trashed his own room in anger, about the ‘BREAKUP’ WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND and – he later erased the footage of himself causing the damage.
… Paul too might have BEEN A CO-CONSPIRATOR in all of this, because the twins had worked ‘together’ 2 years ago – when they both owned a YouTube channel… dedicated to Peter’s tennis matches… before ‘their’ road-accident.
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ACROSS THE PACIFIC OCEAN, in Washington D.C., Dr Jack Turner read the test results of Peter, that was ‘normal’ with no sign of radiation, just like his niece’s, Jane Wilson…
… but he has A RARE AB-NEGATIVE – ‘blood-type-rhesus’ known as… ‘GOLDEN BLOOD RH-NULL’… where there were only 43 people in the whole wide world, who had possessed that-blood type…
But…
… Jack Turner was suspicious of why the ‘answers’ to the questionnaire with his technician Taro was the total ‘opposite,’ of what his blind-niece had told him… on Skype earlier with Alicia – which ‘was’ of mystical curses and supernatural…
… what puzzled him more, when his other technician Hiro discovered the viral YouTube video of ‘Perth’s famous couple’ where the BLIND-GIRL PLAYED TENNIS and winning the match, with the one-armed Peter – ‘WITHOUT’ THE AID of the AI headset, SIMY – which was totally destroyed, at the thunderstorm tragedy in the farm.
‘How could a blind-girl since ‘birth,’ play tennis by the aid of voice-instruction from Peter ‘alone’… with such accuracy…? There must be ‘more’ at play here, that was beyond the COMPREHENSION OF SCIENCE.’
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PAUL WOKE UP, TO SATURDAY MORNING, in his windowless room. He was confused whether he had woken to an afternoon nap or to night sleep. He spotted the alarm clock nearby, which digits displayed – 9:04 AM.
His head was heavy… like deep-sleepwalker – who had a dreamless night of sleep.
He needed his coffee – he turned on the room light, and went floating-ethereally outside, to the kitchen… ‘knowing’ that his mother was at work by now.
… he sighed at once, that his mother had ‘not’ made her coffee that morning – she sometimes bought her coffee on the way to work, or have it from the pantry at work.
While spooning a heap-full of coffee-granules to the coffee-pot machine – Paul’s cellphone in the room, pinged a notification…
… and, he then realized that he had ‘forgotten’ about an appointment with – Alicia at 10:00 AM – to study, outside that morning… and she will come-over by Uber soon. He levitated fast to his bathroom – as he had barely an hour to get ready… and left his coffee to be brewed…
Upstairs, his twin, Peter was sound asleep.
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BY MID-MORNING, PETER WAS AROUSED BY ‘unwelcomed’ positive vibes ‘sent’ out – it couldn’t be Janey… BUT HIS ‘SHORT-LEGS-TWIN’ – getting lovey-dovey with his Chinatown Wong… his-now girlfriend… ‘somewhere’….
… the one-armed boy yelled-out aloud, in frustration with sleep deprivation. He presumed his fat-twin ‘was’ downstairs…
… exchanging cute, cat-videos with her…
He popped in his pills, and went back to sleep...
… at a mall, Paul and Alicia decided to go to the movies, on their first date – with popcorns and soda. Alicia gave him a choice of MCU’s Captain Marvel… and Disney’s Dumbo.
He chose Dumbo because he loved Tim Burton – whose ‘Nightmare Before Christmas’ was one of Paul’s all-time favourite movies, from his childhood. So were the other Disney’s classic animations… which he had watched most of them on telly… with his mother, when he was little.
The live-animation did ‘not’ disappoint… of little Dumbo flying, was how Paul had imagined, based on loving memories of animation he had watched before – and he also loved that Tim Burton was chosen to make the ‘remake’ – where he laughed and cried… witnessing the ‘new’ rendition…
… and, before the movie ended… PAUL GOT HIS FIRST KISS.
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THE 2 HOUNDS RETURNED TO HADES to their waiting master. The smaller she-Fu dog vomited in front of the very old man, who was skinny-bones in size, and walked with 2 sticks…
… he was so old… and his frail body was perishing after generations, of fraying… with the light of the righteousness of humanity.
His last major struggle was the worst – where it took a toll of his body – when he was the ANCIENT KING OF DJINNS – standing off against the wise King Solomon…
… who defeated him… and Gabriel banished him to hell for eternity.
… Asmodeus’ old hand went into the beast’s thick-muck of vomitus – and retrieved the chained, BLOOD-VIAL OF THE CHOSEN-ONE from the slime…
… once he rejuvenated his immortality… he would return back to walk, again on earth.
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AMBROSE SPENCER WAS A BURLY BLUE-COLLARED entrepreneur, and he owned a garbage truck and did some contracts of personal trash-removal in Perth. When, the South Perth Zoo, engaged him – the contractor drove in, with his 2 indigenous-Australian, hired workers.
… the police investigation, headed by Insp Caroline Walker had come to an end… where they had identified Hajji as the CHILD-ABDUCTION PERPETRATOR – and, through his ‘belongings’ at the zoo’s hostel – police found his LAPTOP WITH HISTORY of stalking the Wilsons, on Facebook. They TOOK ‘ONLY’ HIS LAPPY-as-evidence.
The zoo’s management discarded every belonging of Hajji from his hostel, to the zoo’s trash-disposal area. Ambrose backed his truck and remained in the cabin, as he smoked and drank a beer…
… while his 2 workers were loading the junk, in the hot humid weather.
He soon heard both of his manual workers were arguing behind, and he got off his truck. The older Aboriginal-hand was holding an ugly idol up, and told the boss, that it was an African voodoo ivory carved-sculpture that might be ‘cursed’...
... and should be BURIED-FAR, in the outback.
But, the younger-one, wanted TO KEEP IT, as his ‘own’ – along, with Hajji’s handwritten journal of dark-spells.
Being a ‘wise man’…
… the boss-man decided to end the 2 workers’ dispute, by KEEPING IT FOR ‘HIMSELF.’ Ambrose was ‘deeply’ fascinated by the aesthetic… of the ugly-gargoyle looking idol and…
... he took it home…
… wherever he took the idol, bad luck followed...
At home…
... Ambrose had a heated argument with his wife over money issues – and he decided to pack-up his belongings, and move-to his best friend and beer buddy's trailer cabin, outside Perth…
… he bunked in with Stanley Booth, a 50-year-old bachelor, who lived alone in the junkyard – and worked the incinerator. The first night, Ambrose bitched about his failed marriage, with no-respect from his family, to his old buddy Stan – in ‘presence’ of the idol of Asmodeus…
… which was PRAYED TO-BY Hajji himself, at the zoo.
The second night, Stanley Booth died...
... from a freak accident, handling the incinerator, that burnt him alive. After the police took Stan’s body away…
... the sad-Ambrose Spencer was back being ‘alone,’ in the trailer cabin…
… he went into his dead friend’s belongings and found a lottery ticket – that later had won Ambrose A$1.5 million. With the LUCKY, SUDDEN WINDFALL – Ambrose moved out from the trailer-cabin…
… and, bought a sports car, and left the ‘unlucky’ city…
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… with the cursed idol in his dashboard, the covetable Mazda MX-5… drove on the lonely road, with desert on both sides. He saw a mysterious hitch-hiker woman ahead… in the outbacks, who was scantily dressed of ancient fashion… stopping him.
She was Middle-easterner, who spoke no English. The long, jet black-haired woman got into the sports car… and Ambrose drove with the exotic beauty by-his-side. His-human nature tempted him, to have sex with her…
… he stopped the car, in the middle of the outback… and made advances to her…
Ammut the funerary deity, stabbed into Ambrose’s chest with her bare-hand… and ripped to pluck-out his heart. The dead Ambrose fell out of car to the road outside…
... as he transformed into a hybreed beast-animal, of both a mammal and reptile…
… its forebody was of a male lion, with a huge mane, but with a snout and tail of a ferocious crocodile – the hind of the beast was of a large hippo. The hulking hybreed was a moving… like a dinosaur in front...
… Ammut followed her pet Ammit, from behind – as the she-demon ate Ambrose’s heart like a forbidden fruit. They were crossing over the north in the desert, to the reserved forest of Perth.
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AFTER WATCHING ‘DUMBO’ – Alicia and Paul decided to hang around the mall, where the cineplex was. They decided fast-food for lunch. After their meal, the new-aged tweens, pulled up their lappy to-study, using the restaurant’s Wi-Fi.
… Alicia was going through THE LESSON PAUL MISSED, in Math yesterday – where he was at the Principal’s office… for the illegal modification to his wheelchair.
The weather was still-hot outside the mall… and they decided to hang around, and do some window-shopping. Alicia decided to push-his wheelchair… but Paul declined the effort by manoeuvring the ‘normal’ wheelchair on his own…
But Alicia insisted…
“Please Pauly… accept my female-chivalry – while stocks last!” They both laughed.
The rock-band ‘GUNS AND ROSES’ PARADISE CITY’ song… was playing in the mall...
Alicia received phone notification… that Janey had sent a voice-message – telling both of ‘them’ to enjoy, the afternoon together…
… Alicia suggested to Paul, that they invite Jane later for evening high-tea in Chinatown, at her aunt’s dim sum restaurant. Paul agreed… and said her BFF would crave for her Taiwanese-Stinky-Tofu – Alicia laughed and hugged him and kissed him – his 2nd kiss…
… the bright-glowing natured Paul… teased Alicia by singing the Axle Roses’ song, in his high-cracking tween voice…
“Take Me Down, To the Paradise City – Where the Grass Is Green, And the Girls Are Pretty – Please Take Me Home…”
The blushing Alicia smacked Paul’s head…
“Like its gonna happen…? Pauly, need a better pickup line than that!”
They both laughed.
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PETER WAS AROUSED FROM HIS SLEEP AGAIN, at home – and, he cursed aloud…
“Poe! You bloody-lousy Gunga Din – YOU ARE ‘NOT’ BETTER than me!”
His cellphone rang…
It was Jason Lang – Peter Walker’s YouTube unofficial-publicist-manager… shouting at him…
“… I did what you asked, and look, WHAT IT GOT ME INTO!!? My YouTube Channel was pulled down yesterday!”
Peter was raged, when he heard that – and he too yelled out…
“WHAT!!? My viral TENNIS VIDEO IS GONE! It’s probably those bloody CTU agents from yesterday… they came searching my pad like I’M A ‘TERRORIST’… with no respect under my father’s roof… just turning around all-my things… and ‘INVADING’ MY PRIVACY!”
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At Chinatown… eating her stinky-tofu was Jane Wilson, seated in conversation with Alicia and Paul. The Chinese-girlfriend was teaching Paul, how to eat using a pair of chopsticks.
Despite being in the air-conditioned restaurant… both Jane and Paul were sweating profusely from THEIR CURSED SCARS, that they both bore. The blind-girl removed her beanie, that she wore – and the crippled tween had to unbutton, a couple of his shirt button to ventilate…
… Alicia laughed when she saw them perspiring, saying it’s the steamy-hot food, eaten in the hot weather…
… but they BOTH ‘CORRECTED’ her, stating that it was Peter – who was ‘EXPLODING’ HIS NEGATIVE ENERGY at home…
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At the Walkers’ house, on-the-iPhone Peter heard… Jason Lang’s heart-aching voice…
“That viral video had OVER 45K VIEWS, when-last I checked – there is no way I could replicate those numbers again, just based on-trending-alone…”
“Chill, no-worries Jace, I have been ‘accepted’ with blind-Janey in the STAMFORD’S MIXED DOUBLE – and we will meet Doug and Zoe ‘again’ in the knockout playoff, yeah a GRUDGE-REMATCH in the making! It will be a walk-in-the-park then on… when ‘Perth famous couple’ qualify for the junior school championship for next year!”
The pulldown of Jason Lang’s YouTube channel had a reversed-fame effect…
… as it was picked on as newsworthy by the TABLOID WORLD – OF CONSPIRACY THEORIES of phone-bombs terrorist attacks…
… built by Dark-Net hackers.
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THE WALKERS WENT TO CHURCH MASS, that Sunday… and Peter was ‘not’ in the peace for devotion. He kept his angry eyes on the statue of winged St. Michael…
… with a sword in his hand… and stomping at his feet, on a snaked-like… dark human –the Evil One.
The Archangel used to be the one-armed boy’s favourite angel… as he heard heroic stories of him, driving off evil from heaven and earth, in his Sunday school.
Poe has already his ‘own’ superpowers, of flight and zapping electricity bolts – where else Peter had now envied him… when the SAME ST. MICHAEL WAS ‘PROTECTING’ his twin, Paul – and, that was not ‘fair’ because of he-had-none…
‘This is ‘not’ fair!’
He recalled also THE ANGEL, CALLED HIM ‘MERCURY’ when he had an altercation with Poe at home – and that got him wondering…
… why did St. Michael call him ‘Mercury’…
… as the ‘same’ name that Hajji had called him-too when they encountered at the zoo.
… he wanted to channel his dissatisfaction elsewhere – and he ‘chose’ Paul… of him thinking the cripple who thought he was ‘better’ than him – and also the ‘same’ crippled-twin had vowed to TAKE AWAY HIS DREAM of going to the Academy in Sydney – to pursue his big-dreams there…
… no-one should take ‘his’ dreams away – which was ‘what’ SOLOMON, HIS LATE FATHER would have wanted his son to have… and to excel to-be the ‘best.’
… Paul seated on his wheelchair, in the aisle was ‘sweating’… and he caught the angry Peter staring at him… seated in between their inspector-mother, at the pew.
Then there was panic and clamouring among the church congregation… when they heard a loud noise, of something crashing on the floor. Everyone LOOKED ABOVE AT STATUE of St. Michael… with a broken sword…
… in the congregation’s confusion… Peter smirked at Paul…
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AFTER CHURCH THE WALKERS HEADED TO THE DELI, for breakfast… as Caroline treated her boys and officially announcing to the twins… that her police-department had promoted her at the station.
Only Paul WAS OVER-JOYED, WHILE – her other son, was ‘not’ bothered.
Paul had a turkey-ham sandwich on pita bread with coffee, while Peter ordered a roast beef sandwich in a baguette, with a banana smoothie. Their mother, being a vegan… had pastries with coffee.
… Paul dominated the table conversation, by talking about Dumbo the Disney movie, that he watched yesterday with Alicia. The mother-son had a reminiscent of the Disney cartoon movies they had watched together at home when his mother was just a police-Sargent before, who didn’t have to work long hours – and even used to even ‘cooked’ for them too at home.
Peter was pretending by ‘ignoring’ them by – plugging his earbuds to music, at low volume – while still-listened ‘into’ their chat… where Paul and his girlfriend went to the movies. While blind-Jane, and he understood that – but being an ‘item,’ with the hashtag of ‘Perth’s famous couple’…
… they ‘hardly’ hung-out…
… he recalled they went skateboarding together once, and later went for some Taco Bell – but they ‘fought’ over there…
‘… am I AN ACCIDENTAL-boyfriend – in the famed and trending social media…?’
… Caroline left the boys at the table, to pay the bill at the cash register. Peter pulled off his earbuds, growled…
“Poe! Stop being over lovey-dovey, and invading into ‘my-space’ – you make me wanna throw-up!”
… Paul laughed at him. “Me-being happy and joyful with positive-glows – was ‘affecting’ you?”
“Hell-yes! Stop spewing your yucky-emotions around – I’M ‘WARNING’ YOU!”
“I’m warning you too, Peter – you BETTER ‘CONTROL’ yourself – I know WHAT YOU ‘DID’ AT CHURCH, just now!”
… Caroline returned to the table and saw them at each other’s throats. The inspector-mother was annoyed...
“I leave you 2-alone, for A MOMENT IN-PUBLIC – and you both fight! Get off your-butts, you both ‘can’ continue your-fighting at home…”
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STAMFORD HIGH’S STAFF COMMITTEE had worked late, in the preparation to welcome Perth’s Mayor, JOHN BLAKE later that Monday mid-morning – to hand the Heroes’ Award for bravery. They were expecting a full-house at the basketball gym-auditorium…
… with the presence of the – media press coverage, and also parents of students.
Earlier that morning, the award-recipients – Jane and Alicia were walking along the outdoor corridor and 2 classmate boys – who were Peter’s bullying-fans mocked them…
“Look at-here, blind-school walking her pet Pekinese Wong. WHERE IS YOUR hero-dog, Jane…? We heard from-Peter… that Vietnamese cousin of Chinatown Wong, cooked and ate the hero-dog!” They laughed aloud.
… Alicia was mad and cursed back in Hokkien before the girls proceeded to the Science lab.
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DURING THE SCIENCE CLASS GROUP EXPERIMENT – blind-Jane stepped out the lab, to use the girls’ room. Peter followed her out. He noticed she was ‘talking’ to Boyyo…
… Peter interrupted her and bragged…
… glowing red-bright, as he approached her…
“… hey Janey, the Mayor is here-as our ‘moment’ has finally-come, for OUR VERY ‘OWN’ acknowledgements for ‘Perth’s famous couple’ at-the zoo – we WERE A TEAM BACK-THERE, just like the one-binding set of soulmates.”
… Jane was still annoyed by HOW THOSE BOYS, had insulted her and her BFF earlier.
“Have you been going around telling that, PIPER ‘WAS’ EATEN by the Vietnamese!!?”
… the one-armed boy was taken-aback – and came up redder, with nervous laughter…
“… I’m sorry, JANEY – IT WAS MEANT, as a joke.”
“Now the JOKE IS ON-YOU! You-go apologize to Alicia now… or I’ll never gonna-talk to you again!”
“Okay-okay, I will do that – WHY THE LONG FACE on this happy occasion… and treat me like some pariah dog? We will be ‘GOING’ ON-STAGE LATER, and be recognized with bravery-award as soulmates…”
“We-are ‘NOT’ SOULMATES… and you don’t dare, ever to-speak bad against Piper-again – and I LOVE MY DOG, ‘MORE’ THAN I LOVE YOU! And, I don’t care too… if you go for with rest of your life, BEHAVING ‘LIKE’ A PARIAH DOG – good-luck to you, Peter-bloody-Walker!!!”
The quick blind-girl turned away, from her ‘red-glow’ beacon.
… she slammed-shut the Girls’ washroom door, at Peter’s face. He thought for a moment, for a ‘comeback.’ Peter then banged and shouted at the closed door…
“O-yeah… for your-blind-information-Perth’s famous couple’ is trending higher than your ‘Perth’s hero-dog’ – technically, it just-means… I LOVE YOU ‘MORE’ than your dog!”
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THE BIG FINAL MOMENT CAME, WITH PERTH’S MAYOR arriving as Stamford High School. The media press was all-over on Mayor John Blake… until he stepped into the full crowded auditorium, with parents and student all clapping and cheering.
… Principle Tom Harris welcomed Mayor Blake, on stage to the podium to give his speech. The government official MADE AN IMPRESSIVE SPEECH… commending the 5 individuals responsible for rescuing, the kidnapped child at the zoo, from the dangerous criminal abductor. He then went on to praise the school prestigious reputation… under the good-administration of Principle Harris.
The Mayor’s speech TOOK A TURN, WITH the recent tragic ‘rumours’ – where-days ago, of the phone-bombs which tabloids, had twisted the event-as a terrorist attack on Perth. John Mayor told the ‘conspiracy theories’ WERE-ALL FAKE-NEWS – which was an attack on the Stamford High, to tarnish the school’s good image.
… some parent-members of the crowd booed – they don’t believe that 13 simultaneous, phone blasts victims in Stamford High was fake-news…
… and the injuring of students were ‘NOT-ANY’ COINCIDENCE – and they would rather-BELIEVE THE THEORY of the terrorist attacks ‘better.’
…the Mayor cut short his speech, after noticing THE CROWD’S OFF-PUTTING reception, and without pouring any more-oil to the fire – the school proceeded with the award-giving…
Principle Harris called on the first award-recipient – Peter ran up the stage, ‘hopping’ on the spot… with his ‘only’ hand raised-up victoriously. The one-armed boy came-up… and shook the Mayor’s hand, and received the award.
He then posed at every corner of the stage… to BE SEEN AND PHOTOGRAPHED, and even raised the accolade like it’s some kind of world cup.
… Peter did ‘not’ want to step off the stage when the crowd kept cheering – and, he anticipated the other-half of ‘Perth’s famous couple’ – to be called on-stage next…
Instead, Principle Harris called on Paul Walker – Peter scoffed aloud… seeing his other-half of his twin, coming on stage on his wheelchair… on the ramp…
… Paul received-his award – Principle Harris announced next, Alicia Wong Ai Choo – and she came on-stage, as she hi-fived Paul, when he was leaving the platform-ramp. The next, was the student counsellor, Ms Diana King…
Then finally, JANE WILSON WAS ANNOUNCED, and the packed auditorium’s cheers nearly brought the roof down. The shy-looking blind-girl walked on-stage… with the aid of her walking stick, and wearing her Boyyo.
… she received the award from the Mayor. Immediately, PETER WENT-UP AND DRAGGED the blind-girl to the centre of stage… lifting-her hand with his one arm, proclaiming-aloud…
“Perth’s famous couple’ ARE ‘STILL’ HERE, together! We have ‘not’ broken-up! We are here to stay!”
The crowd went wild WITH STANDING-OVATION. After a few-seconds, Jane pulled her hand away… and left the stage, leaving the one-armed tween there by-himself.
… Peter did a ‘famous’ line, of the late Freddie Mercury – when he stuck his buttocks-out… to the crowd and tapping it, shouting out...
“What breakup…? THEY ARE ALL… talking from in ‘here’!”
… Paul found his way to his mother, Caroline Walker – who bent-down and hugged, kissed and congratulated him – while her-other-son was STILL ON-STAGE, SHOWBOATING to market ‘himself’ … and, acting like a fool.
Blind-Jane carried her baby-brother Samuel… and some parents GAWKED LOOKING at the siblings’ ‘contrast’ – and, her-proud mother…
… Dr Shelley Wilson… then introduced her daughter to her circle-of-friends.