Chapter 12: An Unexpected Ally!?
“Because of an incident on the weekend, students are no longer allowed to leave the school grounds without supervision. To make this clear, NO students are allowed to leave at undesignated times and are to return by 7 pm, if not, severe punishment will be issued upon return.”
The world of the rich is a scary place!
I learned that first hand a couple of nights ago while I was out with Claire.
Apparently, most of what happened was planned. Really? To go so far as to plan my actions. These people are scary.
This is how Claire worded it, “My father noticed Ryan’s actions because of the school security guard and had created this plan. It all went according to plan, Ryan had been following us all evening was waiting for the perfect chance. It just so happened that the restaurant we agreed to go to was owned by Ryan’s father who was the mastermind behind the whole thing.” And after my inquiry about Saunderson: “The Scott family is a known family of high level assassins. They will only work for people they have approved of, and will never carry out a mission they cannot complete. The technology and manpower available to them is one step above the country’s military.”
It took me quite a while to recover after hearing all that.
I’m a mostly normal guy you know?
I don’t understand this world… It’s just a little too much for someone like me.
“That concludes first period. On to your next class maggots!”
“YES MA’AM!” The entire class yells. I wonder what nearby classes think about all this yelling.
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“… and here is your test back Logan. Good job pointing out my error… I think…”
My math teacher was as depressed as normal when handing me my test. I had another 100% on this test. All it is on this one is calculus. I can do this stuff in my head. It’s too easy, I’ve been doing it since I was really young, so, I guess it makes sense I am good at it.
“Ah, no problem, I just thought that I should mention the mistake as it would be bad to put an unsolvable question on a unit test.”
“Uh… Yeah…… Thanks Mr. Redwood…”
Hillary is trying her best not to laugh while standing beside me.
The assigned staff are supposed to stand beside the student they are assigned to for various reasons, but I always refuse when she offers to help me, but sometimes it is unavoidable in other classes.
English for example. My grammar is pretty horrible and I always get Hillary to help me check my assignments for errors, I make a lot of them…
“Well. That will end today’s math class. Tomorrow will be the unit test. I know we started with Calculus, but I thought it would be the best to work through the first half of it now rather than right before we start the second half. So, remember to study up.”
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“Logan, I was told to inform you that there is a student council meeting going on during this class and straight through lunch. I recommend you leave Hillary here to take your notes for you.” My chemistry teacher stopped me at the door to the classroom.
I look to Hillary and she nods.
“I will do as Young master commands. Even if I have to do it while naked and wearing a collar. I really enjoy that…” Her smiling never stops but the teacher looks at me with an eyebrow raised.
“If you acknowledge her, she wins.” I look to Hillary. “Stop causing trouble and creating misunderstanding wherever you go. You are a hassle. Now please stay here and take good notes for me.”
“Is she fine with being treated that rudely!?” The chemistry teacher is confused, as Hillary rarely speaks, mainly due to the fact that I have told her not to.
“Does she look unhappy to you? I apologize in advance for any trouble she may cause.” After the teacher looks at the blushing Hillary walk to my seat and sit down while smiling, they just sigh and shake their head.
“Well, what you do with your staff is none of my business.”
“It’s not like that!”
…
I walk into the student council room and it is just Sarah alone. I walk to my spot and sit down at the table.
“Hello again trash, we finally have a chance to talk alone.”
“I guess we do. Where are the others? I was told this was an important meeting. Dominic is never late.”
“Don’t worry about them, they won’t be showing up. This is a chance for us to have a man to man.”
“Aren’t you a woman?” I just toss the statement into the wind.
“NOT THE POINT!” She slams her hands on the table, “What I wanted to talk about was you relationship with Claire.”
“Oh? What do you want to know?” This is interesting, I was expecting a more serious topic, like forcing me to divorce Claire… which is not an option in my mind.
“How far have you gotten with her?” She asks with a serious expression on her face.
My head hits the table.
“What!? What kind of thing are you asking me!? Does it matter how far I’ve gotten? I am married to her you know! It isn’t your place to say what I can and can’t do!” I raise my head and start to get upset.
“You misunderstand me trash.”
Huh? I misunderstand her? If I am… then why is she calling me trash?
“I think all men are trash. That probably answers your question.”
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How easy am I to read!?
“Very.” She responds to the retort I offered in my head.
*Thud*
“Uggghhh. It hurts… but I deserve it!”
“So… How far have you gotten with Claire? Oh, and so your idiotic brain doesn’t misunderstand, I want to know so that I can make Claire as happy as possible. I knew my chances hit zero the moment you two married, so I want to do the best I can for my friend. So it’s not like I’m doing this for you or anything.”
I rub my face and try to pretend that last sentence didn’t exist.
“If you want to help Claire, then talk to her about it. Why are you asking me? This seems a little backwards doesn’t it?”
“Claire…” Her head drops, “Claire hates me now.”
It almost looks as if she is about to start crying.
“Hey… it’s okay… if you explain it to her I’m sure she will understand… right?”
“Every time I go near her I feel the urge to kiss her… so it always ends the same way…”
“Hey… isn’t that a little dangerous? I’m no expert, but I’m pretty sure randomly kissing someone is a no go.”
Her head drops even further… I am probably better off being a man of few words. If I respond with only a few set words, maybe I won’t hurt people’s feelings as much.
“It’s not like I’m sad or anything. I was just saying that it’s unfair.”
Well. She has this kind of character now…
“Okay… I get it. Not sad. Claire and I have seen each other without clothes and past that, basically nothing.”
“Really? What kind of square are you?”
It hurts! My pride!
“I am just not confident you know. I worry about a lot of things. I can’t say I have too many people skills after all. I never really talked to more than a handful of different people.”
“I see… well at least you aren’t dense.”
“It takes a special kind of stupid to be dense. Thankfully, I am just special in different categories.”
“You mean you have a mental disorder?”
“No… well maybe. Nothing that requires pills to treat, but I do have trouble meeting new people normally. And, sometimes I just shut down and stop responding. I’ve been told that it is quite interesting, but I’ve never seen it myself. My mind just skips that section and it seems like an instant for me.”
“I see… Does Claire know about it?”
“I think so. It might have happened at some point, but like I said, I don’t remember it.” I put my hands together. “So, what can you do with this information?”
“I can help you get further with Claire. I can help you with your people skills too.” She looks down, “But it’s not like I’m doing this for-“
“For you or anything. Yeah, yeah. I know the line. Anyways, so you would become something like a teacher?”
“Don’t interrupt people!” She tries to smack me, but misses. After sitting back down she continues, “I think it would be better to call me an ally. We both have the same goal and will work together to achieve it. What do you say? You in on this deal?”
“Deal? When did becoming an ally accompany a deal?” I lean back in the chair, “I guess working with you will help me get along better with Claire. It was a bit unexpected but I hope we get along, ally.” I reach out my hand to shake hers.
“Then just sign these papers and we’ll be on our way to success.” She pulls out a sheet of paper and a pen from her bag.
“I would like to exercise my right to have a lawyer present!”
“Denied, read the paper and sign it.” She has a determined look on her face. It doesn’t seem like she is scheming anything, so let’s read this and check for loopholes… I wish Hillary was here to help me. She may be a pervert, but at least she has some pretty amazing language skills.
Okay… okay… seems normal so far…
Hmm…
“Hey Sarah, what do you mean by, ‘If failure to please Claire occurs, please forfeit all right to live’. It sounds suspicious.”
“It means exactly as it says. If you fail to please Claire, you have to kill yourself.”
“I refuse to sign this!”
She clicks her tongue and holds out her hand.
“We will just make an agreement to act as allies until you are able to please Claire. If you fail, I will do my best to replace you.”
“Yeah, yeah. Good luck replacing me. I am unique!”
“Yes… yes you are…”
We shake hands despite the hole I just dug for myself.
It seems I have gained an ally from an unexpected playing field. I hope this ends okay…
Well… Too late to turn back now!
“Oh, and one last thing about all this that you will need to remember Trash.”
“Ah, there is always a catch!”
“I refuse to call you by your real name.”
“That isn’t so bad. I was expecting something much, much worse.”
“Go die in a fire, Trash.”
“Unexpectedly harsh for someone you are now allied with!”
“I’m not doing this for you. This is for Claire. So don’t misunderstand!”
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