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Re: The Bullworth Never Ending Story
« Reply #1125 on: August 12, 2014, 02:45:26 PM »
For the next few days, Tony went back a forth amongst the Cliques, negotiating and compromising changes that the Clique Leaders wanted to make to the Binding Agreement. For the non-Clique students, Tony picked Ivan to be the representative, since no one else seemed really interested in stepping up.  In return, Tony promised Ivan a room to himself in the new Dorm addition. To represent the Girls at Bullworth, Tony picked Mandy, even though she and Ted only had one semester to go.  At that time, the girl's rep for the Agreement would go to Karen.
 
Every Clique wanted something for their faction, naturally.  The Nerds wanted exclusive rights to Technical Weapon Making, with the exception of Slingshots and Super Slingshots, which had originated with the Greasers long ago.  They also wanted protection of the Library worked into the Agreement, despite the fact that they already had the Observatory under Protective Status, and despite that the Library was slated to be a neutral status, as in theory it was open to all students.  A compromise was worked out for protection of the South-East section of the ground floor for the use of the Nerds only.
 
The Greasers wanted the exclusive rights to all the Bike Trade and Maintenance on the Campus, in order to halt the theft of Bikes in and around the School.  This was finally agreed to, with the provision that Bikes owned privately by others would not be included.  They also demanded one-third of the Parking Lot area to the South that lay directly in front of the Garages area.  This was agreed to by giving the Bullies exclusive control of the other two-thirds of the Parking Lot, save for a corridor access for any student wishing to leave via the West Gate.

The Jocks wanted all the territory south of the Fountain (excluding the Observatory), which really wasn't possible, since a lot of Students used the Gym and the Pool, and many went to Gym Class and actually watched games and workouts from the Bleachers.  A more sensible approach was worked out, where other students had access only at only certain times of the day, and a corridor access was given for Nerds and others to the Observatory.  The Clubhouse would be kept off-limits.

The Bullies were the only regular Clique without a building of their own.  Tony could do nothing about that, but they were granted exclusive control of the Boy's Dorm Quad, with a corridor reserved in and out of the building for the Non-Cliques. 

The Prep's only stipulation to the Agreement was that all fight challenges involving them would be settled in the Glass Jaw Boxing Ring, rather than in the Hole.  The other Cliques agreed to that only on the condition that they were to be given unchallenged access to the Glass Jaw during those fights, and that the Nerds were allowed to use Melee Weapons when fighting, being physically weaker than any of the others.

The Girls were to be allowed exclusive control of the Girl's Dorm Quad, unless boyfriends came calling to talk or take someone out for a date, and only if they had been invited. 

The Non-Cliques didn't really want anything but to be left alone by the rest of the Cliques.  Since they didn't really have any area, per se, they were granted De Facto protection in the Open Areas of the Front and Back Quads, along with the side pathways between them.

Each Clique would have monopoly on their specialty;, the Jocks over the Pool and all gaming contests and equipment; the Greasers over everything mechanical and all repairs to such; the Preps to all clothing and related items; the Nerds to all Weapons making excepting Slingshots; and the Bullies to all hire-for-protection.

The Parity issue was settled with the Nerds holding a slight advantage, since they were the ones who were making the Weapons.  Tony knew that he couldn't control that...So it was agreed that the Nerds would not carry more Weapons than any other Clique were entitled to carry at any given time.

It wasn't a perfect Agreement, that Tony knew.  But it was a start, a way to began to move forward to a more peaceful era and away from the violent history of Bullworth Academy.  By Thursday evening, the final details had been worked out.  Tony had two more meetings to attend to...First, a meeting with Mr. Galloway the next morning, and then a final meeting in the Auditorium with the Clique leaders for the signing of the Binding Agreement. 
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Re: The Bullworth Never Ending Story
« Reply #1126 on: August 16, 2014, 07:17:02 PM »
During the week, Constantinos was kept busy by gathering up the books that he had stolen for Tiffany and had stashed in the attic of the Girl's Dorm, and transporting them back to the Library, one backpack load at a time, under the watchful eye of Edward the Prefect.  He had taken much more than he realized, so for a hour a day, every day, he had to gather up as much as he could fit in the backpack and carry them back across the Front Quad to the Library in full view of everyone.

Edward was the least sadistic of any of the Prefects, but he still timed Constantinos' punishment to coincide with times that the maximum number of other Students would be out and about on the Front Quad, Lunchtime and right after school let out. This led to Constantinos getting as much humiliation as possible, since word of what he had done had quickly spread.  He was subject to many jeers and catcalls as he walked the route from the Girl's Dorm to the Library time and time again, with Edward following just a few steps behind.

Constantinos bore his humiliation stoically and without comment, for he had a much bigger mission in mind than just serving punishment for his crime of theft.  His mind was focused on atonement and retribution for the shooting of Tiffany.

Late each night, Constantinos stalked the streets of Blue Skies in the disguise of a Black Ninja outfit.  He had somehow discovered that Leon was being held under guard in the Blue Skies Clinic, and he took up surveillance in the ruins of Zoe Taylor's old house across the street to the side of the Clinic.  At times he would huddle in the shadows against the walls of the Clinic, and in such way learned that all the Townies were to be moved to the Blue Skies Jail as they recovered from their injuries, in preparation for their mass transfer to a Federal Prison to await their trials.

It would be difficult enough to exact retribution on Leon while he was being guarded at the Clinic, but near impossible once he was inside the windowless Blue Skies Jail.  Constantinos gave a lot of thought to the problem, and on the third night hit upon a plan that just might work.  It was risky, but the Voice of Reason approved.  All it would take was a little subterfuge, something Constantinos was very skilled at doing.

While the weekend approached, he made the necessary preparations. 
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Re: The Bullworth Never Ending Story
« Reply #1127 on: August 18, 2014, 01:12:04 AM »
Friday Morning saw Tony seated in Mr. Galloway's Office.  He was anxiously awaiting the Headmaster's opinion on the Binding Agreement that had taken him so much time to craft and negotiate.  The minutes ticked by as Mr. Galloway read through the Agreement without comment.

Finally, Mr. Galloway put the last page down and looked at Tony.  "I'm impressed", he said. "Seems comprehensive enough.  Do you think this will really work ?"

"I think so", Tony said with obvious relief. "There will be quite an adjustment to began with, I'm sure...But it's a start."

Mr. Galloway drummed his fingers on his desk.  "But, will it be enough to draw such disparate groups close enough to co-exist in peace ?"

"Peace is just a matter of Human Rights", Tony replied, "The right to live our school life without fear.  And, this is the time to do it.  The level of cooperation between the Cliques has never been better than it is right now....Everyone banded together to defeat Jake Brown this Spring, and when we went to rescue Karen and Melody, almost everybody showed up to help and worked together to beat the Townies.  We have to take this opportunity now to fix Bullworth for the future...Our future."

Mr. Galloway was silent for a moment as he absorbed what Tony had said.  Then, he said, "You realize that I can't 'Officially' endorse this Agreement, or sign off on it, for obvious reasons."

"I understand that Sir, and I wouldn't expect you to do that", Tony replied.  "But I hope you'll at least give it a chance to work...Why, the whole world knows of Bullworth now, what with all that's happened here this year.  We've got something to prove here, that this doesn't have to be a School of Violence, that we can learn and move forward and be a School of Peace."

"That's a very astute assessment, Tony", Mr, Galloway said. "And, I will say...Privately...That you will have my full support in this, even though I can't publicly say so.  But know this...If the School goes back to violence, stricter measures will have to be imposed.  Like you said, we are exposed to the world now."

"That's all I needed to hear", Tony said gratefully.  "Thanks a lot, Mr. Galloway !"  Tony took the Agreement from the desk and rose to go, but stopped.  "Oh...Could you have a few of these fellows excused from class this afternoon ?"  He gave their names to Mr. Galloway, who said that he would.

Tony left the office then, carrying the Binding Agreement along with him that Karen had typed up the night before.  He went down to the Art Room, which was empty since there were no classes there now (They had been cancelled in the wake of the fight Ms. Phillips had with Miss Jones). Once there, he made several copies of the Binding Agreement, adding a page for all the Clique Leaders to sign.

It wouldn't be long now, Tony thought, for the new era of Bullworth Academy, and his place in it, to began.
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Re: The Bullworth Never Ending Story
« Reply #1128 on: August 19, 2014, 02:02:33 AM »
Tony told all the Clique Leaders at lunchtime to meet him in the Auditorium, and that they were also excused from classes for the afternoon to attend.  He also told Ted to have Mandy there also to represent the girls of Bullworth.  Ivan declined to attend, claiming he wasn't really a leader, and on that point, Tony had to agree.  He would sign for the Non-Cliques himself.  Tony then left with Karen to get things set up in the Auditorium for the meeting.

Once there, they hauled a table out on the empty stage, and added a chair for Tony to sit on.  Although Karen had done a fair share of work on the Binding Agreement herself in aiding Tony, she was not going to sit on the stage alongside him.  Instead, she was going to observe from the Balcony.  She didn't feel comfortable up on the stage just yet, she told Tony, and he understood.

The bell rang for afternoon classes then, and Karen left for the Balcony.  Tony took the seat behind the table and waited.  A few minutes went by until the Clique Leaders drifted in...First, Ted entered, with Mandy beside him, and Peanut followed soon after.  Next was Melvin, and Trent came in a couple minutes later.  Last to arrive was Tad, who sulked arrogantly through the Auditorium doors.  Only Ted and Mandy sat together, the rest sat scattered in the front rows.  They all looked at Tony expectantly, waiting for him to begin.

Showtime, Tony thought to himself, as he rose from the chair.  Let's make this happen.
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Re: The Bullworth Never Ending Story
« Reply #1129 on: August 23, 2014, 11:01:07 PM »
"Okay", Tony began, "You all pretty much know about the Binding Agreement, and today I'm gonna run through the details and the changes that have been agreed to."

His captive audience settled in their seats but made no comment, so he continued.  "I'm going to...Uh...Run thorough each section one at a time here..."  Tony picked up the first page of the Agreement from the table. "First...Section One. THE RIGHT OF CLIQUES TO EXIST. This section recognizes all established Cliques as they presently exist...Jocks, Preps, Greasers, Nerds, and Bullies.  It also recognizes the Non-Clique faction and the Girls faction as their own Cliques for the purposes of this Agreement.  Further, the rights of those established Cliques shall not be denied or abridged in any way, shape, or form, and said Cliques are entitled to exist in perpetuity."

"What's....Per-pet-too-a-hee ?", Trent stupidly piped up.

Interrupted, Tony looked at him.  "It means, like, forever...Or at least until there is no more Bullworth Academy."  Up in the Balcony, Karen giggled, but not loud enough to be heard.  Tony's eyes swept the group.  "Now, if there is any questions, hold them until I read through each section."

The other Clique Leaders snickered, and Trent gave a sheepish grin.  Tony continued, "Now, if another Clique wants to establish itself, like the Rockers tried to do this past year, they will have to wait for a year after they first arrive on Campus to apply to the Council of the established Cliques to do so, and can only be recognized by a unanimous vote of said Council as a valid Clique. Until then, they will be treated as Non-Clique.  No other Cliques will be allowed to exist except under the conditions set out above.  So, any Questions ?"

There wasn't, so Tony moved on.  "Section Two...CLIQUE TERRITORY AND OPEN AREAS. First, exclusive areas...For the Jocks, this is the Clubhouse and territory West of the West End Goalposts.  For the Preps, this is Harrington House and the House Quad, plus the pathway that leads to it from the Fountain.  For the Greasers, this is the Autoshop and the entire areas around them, including the South third of the Parking Lot, plus the pathway that leads from the Fountain.  For the Nerds, this is the Observatory, and the grounds around it that is behind the barricade, plus their Battle Staging Area to the East of the School Grounds.  They will also have a protected area at the South-East corner on the first floor inside the Library.  For the Bullies, who have no exclusive buildings, there is the North two-thirds Parking Lot, along with the old Hobo's area, and will include the Boy's Dorm Quad on either side of the pathway.  The Girls will have the Girl's Dorm Quad on either side of their pathway.  The Non-Cliques...Well, they get nothing, no exclusive areas, nor did they want any.  But they are to be protected in all common areas, just as anyone else will be."  Tony stopped to take a breath or two, then continued.  "Now, the area South of the Fountain, including the Gym and Pool buildings, will be restricted from 10 PM until 6 AM to the Jocks.  Similarly, the Library Quad will be restricted from 10 PM to 6 AM to the Nerds.  This is in accordance with present practice, ans should be no surprise.  In these areas, Cliques are free to invite any other Student or group of Students anytime they wish.  Are there any Questions on Territory ?"

There wasn't, it had all been worked out.  Tony picked up the next page and continued on.  "Section Three....RIGHTS OF PROTECTION AND DEFENSE.  This is pretty self-explanatory...Every Clique has the right to protect their territory from Invaders from either outside or another Clique.  That mean, if anyone hostile is in your restricted area without your permissions, or are attacking you there, you have the right to repel them by whatever means necessary. Questions ?"

"So's, does dat means if'n somebodys is in our parts of de Parking Lot, we gets to beat da Shit outta dem ?", Peanut piped up.

"Just if they have hostile intent", Tony answered him.  "Not if they are friendly, or maybe a newbie who just wandered into your territory by mistake.  And, this also doesn't apply to Students who are taking Shop Class or Gym Class during the day.  That will draw trouble from the Prefects, and probably the Administration as well."

That seemed to answer Peanut's question.  There were no others, and Tony moved on.  "Ok...Section Four....RESOLUTION OF ALL DISPUTES.  Basically, this Section deals with the resolving of all Clique-on-Clique disputes, and also Individual disputes.  In the case of Clique disputes, if no agreement can be reached, then the Parties may elect to settle in their dispute in the Hole, using their best fighters.  If it be a dispute between Individuals, then those will also be settled in the Hole.  The lone exception to that is disputes involving any of the Preps, those disputes will be resolved in the Boxing Ring at the Glass Jaw."

"Whatsmatter, dem Pussies can't fight in the Hole ?" jeered Trent.
"We like a Cultured setting", Tad spoke up, "Not the gutter like all you others."
"Dey always think dere better dan da rest of us", Interjected Peanut.
"We ARE better !", retorted Tad. "Not like you low-lifes !"
"But not very smart !", Melvin threw in.

"ENOUGH !", Tony said firmly.  "Remember, this has all been negotiated and agreed to !"  They subsided, and Tony went on.  "One more proviso to this is that the Nerds are allowed to fight with certain Melee Weapons in Hole fights or the Boxing Ring."

"That doesn't seem very sporting", Tad said Icily.
"A lot you know about Sporting !", Melvin retorted.

"This has all been worked out !", Tony said from the stage. "Let's move on, we don't want be here all day."  He waited a bit bit until everyone settled down, and continued.  "Section Five...COMMERCE BETWEEN CLIQUES.  This part covers things you buy, sell, or trade between you.  These things include...Bikes for trade, sale or repair by the Greasers, Clothing for trade or sale by the Preps, all Athletic Equipment for trade or sale by the Jocks, Weapons and Computers and such for sale or trade by the Nerds, and Protection Services offered by the Bullies. Each Clique will retain exclusivity on the items mentioned above.  Any Questions on that ?"

The Clique leaders were not aware of what this provision could mean later, and Tony was counting on that.  Nobody asked anything, so Tony quickly moved on to the next part.  "Alright, Section Six...RIGHTS OF WEAPONS PARITY.  Now, everyone should be familiar with this by now.  This section is meant to enforce mutual Parity between all the Cliques regarding Weapons.  Naturally, the Nerds will have a slight advantage here, since they make the Weapons. Cliques are not allowed to hoard Weapons or make false reports of their Weapon Strength to the Board in order to gain more Weapons.  Each Clique had the right to be protected from others, both from those inside and outside the School. Now, this has been working well these past few months, so this provision is just a re-assertion of your rights."

Tony paused, and got the next sheet from the table.  "Moving on...Section Seven...PAYMENTS AND REPARATIONS.  All goods and services commerce between the Cliques and Any others must be offered at a fair price or trade, and must be fairly paid for or traded for.  In addition, any Reparations ordered by the Board for damages must be made in a timely fashion.  Is that clear ?"

It must have been, since no one voiced any opinions on that sections.  Tony continued on.  "Next...Section Eight...CLIQUE MISSIONS AND ERRANDS.  Each Clique and individuals within Cliques, along with non-Clique individuals and Girls, are entitled to Missions and Errands of their choosing, as long as they are not carried out AGAINST other individuals or Cliques.  Further, the commission of legal Missions and Errands are not to be hindered or interfered with by any other individuals or Cliques.  Does everyone understand this ?"

Apparently they did.  This provision was one everyone had agreed with, at least in spirit.  Tony picked up the last paper from the table.  "So, on to Section Nine...COLLECTIVE DEFENSE AGAINST ATTACKS.  Now, we have all seen how well this can work when we all pull together against an attack from outside the School...The Townies attack last Spring, and then the attack on the School and the Towns by the Punks, both engineered by Jake Brown.  And, the cooperation in the assault on the Chem Plant to free the hostages....Everyone who fought valiantly at those times knows what I mean, for we all pulled together for the mutual good of everyone.  I mean, we saved the School...We all had a part it it.  The provisions of this Agreement will do the same thing, for all of us.  You all will become famous in School History as being the founding Cliques in the beginning of this enlightened new era, and will be remembered as well as...Darrold Ford, the only player from Bullworth to make it in the Pros...Arthur the Fonz, who made it to Hollywood and whose acting made being a Greaser mainstream...George Harrington, one of the Co-Founders of Bullworth Academy...The REAL Piff the Skull, legendary G&G Gamer...And, Howard 'Biff' Tannen, the only Bully from here to star as the Villain in three consecutive movies. YOU will be the future remembered, the true Heros of Bullworth Academy !"

Listening in the Balcony, Karen felt swept away at Tony's impassioned rhetoric, and could tell the effect it was having on the others.  The tension in the Auditorium had vanished, replaced by a feeling of...Well, call it cooperation, if nothing else.  They were being primed to sign.

Tony even half-smiled himself.  Looking back to the page, he said, "The last Section...ENDORSEMENT OF THE ADMINISTRATION.  Now, the Administration has agreed in principle to support this Binding Agreement, although it can't be officially endorsed...But this is OUR Agreement, for Our Future...For OUR School.  If you're with us, come up and sign now, and let's begin the New Era !"

One by one, they left their seats and climbed to to Stage to affix their signatures to the seven copies of the Binding Agreement Document that Tony had laid out on the table.  Each one came to sign for their Cliques, Ted for the Jocks, Melvin for the Nerds, Peanut for the Greasers, Trent for the Bullies, and Mandy for the Girls.  Tad was the last to sign, and he did so with a sneer, but he signed.  Tony then signed off for the Non-Cliques, and it was a done deal.  It would take effect immediately on this date, Friday, August 1. Tony congratulated everyone, even Tad, and the Clique Leaders and Mandy all left the Auditorium, each taking a copy of the signed Agreement. 

Karen came down from the Balcony then, and ran up the Stage, throwing her arms around Tony and giving him a huge, wet kiss.  "That was magnificent !", she exclaimed.  "You had me wanting to sign that thing !"

"Yeah", Tony said, slumping into her embrace.  "Boy, am I glad that's all over !"

"You did fine, Tony, really fine !", Karen went on.  "Do you think they know just what they have now ?"

Tony sank wearily onto the chair, pulling Karen down in his lap.  "A Republic, I think", he said, "The Republic of Bullworth...If they can keep it."
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Re: The Bullworth Never Ending Story
« Reply #1130 on: August 25, 2014, 06:36:48 AM »
                     THE BULLWORTH NEVER ENDING STORY

                                                        {{ CHAPTER 10 }}

                                                   The Bullworth Resolution


Saturday was moving day for some of the Bullworth Students, those in the Boy’s Dorm in fact.  That morning, the Outside Contractors had arrived and began moving in materials and machinery.  It was time, after all those years, to build the second story on the Boy’s Dorm.

Tony was in his room, packing his things into the same duffel bag he had used when he had arrived at Bullworth Academy.  There wasn’t much to take along, just what he needed.  The room would still be his, and Nick’s, when the construction was finished.  While the others who still lived at the Dorm....The Bullies and the Non-Clique Boys....Had already called dibs on the new second floor rooms, he and Nick had already decided that they liked it just where they were.  The room was real close to the Common Room, and besides, it had been Jimmy Hopkins old room.  It had a history, and a colorful one at that, as evidenced from the Panties still hung on the wall.

Tony packed up Nick’s things too.  He was due to be released from the Clinic tomorrow, Tony had learned.  He wouldn’t be coming back to classes though, as it was deemed best that he fully recover from his injuries.  Instead, it had been arraigned for him to have a room on the first floor at the Boar Inn.  It was probable that Melody would join him there, since she rarely left his side now.  Melody hadn’t been back to class either since the rescue, and it was doubtful that she would return without Nick. 

As for Tony, he would be returning to the In-And-Out Motel, along with the rest.  This time however, unlike the others, he would have a room of his own for the next month that the construction would take.  Karen, who stayed at the Girl’s Dorm, would not-so-secretly join him there most times, keeping her room at the Dorm as a cover.  But nobody would be checking too closely, they both knew.  They still enjoyed the status as Heros of Bullworth. 

Tony went to the Autoshop Garage, toting both his and Nick’s stuff.  He opened the Garage door and fired up the Go-Cart.  It would be easier to tote the stuff by Cart than by Bike.  Tony piled the bags in, then squeezed in himself.  then, he laid on the gas and took off towards the In-And-Out Motel.  It only took a few minutes to get there, and Tony pulled up in front of room number seven.  Then he went in and got his key to the room from the strange Indian guy who ran the place.  Returning, he then unlocked the room and piled his duffel inside.  Just as quickly, he exited the room afterward, pocketing the key. 

Next, he headed over to the Vale, zooming down the streets quickly.  He pulled to stop on front of the Boar Inn.  Hurriedly, he grabbed Nick’s belongings and went in, leaving them at the Desk to have the Clerk to take them back to whatever room Nick would be getting.  Just as fast, he beat it out of there, having no desire to chance running into Pinky.  Not that it would come to anything if he did, but why take chances ?

Tony pealed out and returned to the School.  Putting the Go-Kart away in the Garage, he went to the Girl’s Dorm to wait for Karen to come out.   When she did, they would get their Bikes and go on to the In-And-Out Motel, where Karen had promised to help him ‘settle in’....Plus a little more.  Sitting on the steps of the Dorm, Tony allowed himself a smile, for the first of many peaceful days to come in the Vale Valley.  So he blissfully thought.
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Re: The Bullworth Never Ending Story
« Reply #1131 on: August 26, 2014, 10:12:34 PM »
Late Saturday night, Constantinos was stationed on the Railroad Overpass, at a spot where he could overlook the the Blue Skies Clinic just a couple of blocks away.  He was wearing an ill-fitting Army uniform he had swiped from the back of one of the Military Jeeps still in Blue Skies the night before.  It was almost time to put his plan into action, quite probably the only good chance he would ever get.  Leon was bound to be moved soon, and once that happened, any chance for him to receive just retribution for shooting Tiffany would be gone.   

Inside a Kaki backpack Constantinos had also stolen from the Jeep were some items he had lifted from the basement of the Dragon’s Wing just the night before at three in the morning.  He had picked up on the fact that the Nerds were in the midst of full scale Weapons productions, something to do with some sort of 'Agreement’ that was being worked on.  Apparently, the Nerds hadn’t moved their Weapons making to the now much more secure Observatory and were still making them in the Dragon’s Wing basement while leaving the basement door unlocked.  Constantinos could only figure that old habits died hard, no matter how smart people were, or claimed to be.  At any rate, it sure made getting what he needed a whole lot easier than if he had been forced to infiltrate the Observatory. 

Using some Binoculars he had also pilfered, Constantinos observed the 'Changing of the Guard’ at 11 PM.  During the nighttime hours, he had come to know, there were only two Solders inside guarding the Townie prisoners instead of the usual four in the daytime.  The shifts changed every four hours, two more would be coming at 3 AM to relieve the two who had just pulled up in a Jeep and went inside.  Before that time, Constantinos would have to make his move.  But he would have to wait about three hours from now, for the boredom and inattention to duty to set in.  Then, he could set in motion something the Soldiers wouldn’t be expecting.  As he watched the four Soldiers from the last shift drive off in the Jeep, he went over his plan again.
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« Reply #1132 on: August 27, 2014, 12:52:05 AM »
The four Preps were gathered around the Card Table, playing the newest hot game, “Cards Against Humanity”.  It had just been invented by a group of Rich Kids in Chicago, and Tad had gotten an advance copy of the loose ‘Rules’ of the game.....

"To start the game, each player draws ten white "answer" cards. One randomly chosen player begins as the Card Czar, and plays a black "question" card. The Card Czar reads the question out to the group. Each player answers the question by passing one white "answer" card, face down, to the Card Czar. The Card Czar shuffles all of the answers, reads them out loud in a humorous fashion, and picks their favorite. Whoever played that answer gets to keep the Black Card as one Awesome Point. After each round, a new player becomes the Card Czar, and every player draws back up to ten cards."

The game was so new that the Preps had made up their own Question & Answer cards.  In this fashion, Tad was able to rig the game to his advantage, getting the most points.  Vanessa played along, picking Tad’s answers over the others, although she had no idea of what task Tad was planning to have the losers preform.  She guessed correctly that Tad would have her do something sexual to him later, and her innards twinged in anticipation.  The game had began at 9 PM, and it was close to 11 PM when Tad was declared the winner. 

Tad first turned to Vanessa and whispered into her ear what he wanted her to do.  Her face reddened, but she giggled and nodded.  Next, he addressed Chad.  “I want you to.....Go outside and gather some of you dog Chester’s poop.  Put it into a bag, then go up to the third floor balcony and throw it at the Nerd’s Observatory.  If you miss, you’ll have to do it over until you splatter some Poo on their walls.”

Vanessa laughed.  Tad then turned to Bif.  “You, I want to go sneak into the School through the back entrance nearest my locker....Go to the Biology Room and get one of those disgusting dead Frogs and pin it to that old fart Dr. Slawter’s desk.  Oh, and I need my Bio Notes out of my locker, get them for me and bring them back, eh old man ?”   Tad pulled a slip of paper from his pocket.  “Here’s my locker combo.  Don’t get caught, hey ?”

Bif had a distasteful look on his face, as he disliked handling dead things, but at least it was better than picking up dog poop.  He took the slip of paper from Tad, and it didn’t occur to him to wonder why Tad just happened to have it in his pocket, already made out.  He and Chad both rose and started walking away to do their assigned tasks.  Vanessa started off towards the bedroom, her ass twitching sexily at what was to come. 

“Have fun, Lads !”, Tad said cheerily at the departing Chad and Bif, then he followed Vanessa to her appointed task.
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Re: The Bullworth Never Ending Story
« Reply #1133 on: August 27, 2014, 04:16:48 AM »
At that particular moment, Pinky was slamming herself up and down on Bryce in her room at the Boar Inn.  It was amazing how much punishment Bryce could take, she thought yet again.  He seemed like the Iron Man, in more ways than one.  Her innards felt like a huge log was jammed into them, and yet she persisted in her frenetic movements.  Most boys would be howling by now, but Bryce was just as stoic as if he had been punching the big bag.  His lack of apparent passion troubled Pinky.  Sure, he had professed his love to her, and Pinky had no doubt he was sincere.  But his brand of lovemaking was sorely lacking.  Pinky supposed it had to do with his lack of experience, or the fact he had never had a serious relationship with anything other than a giant punching bag.

Unbidden, thoughts of Tony entered her mind.  The effect on her was to make her pummel Bryce even harder.  She would be one sore pussy after this session was over, she knew.  Still, she couldn’t help herself, not where thoughts of Tony were concerned.  He had passion with her, even when he didn’t want to have her.  Of all her lovers over her short span of years, he was one of only two who had given all of himself.  The other had been Kurt, but he was gone now, never to return from the land of his psychosis. 

Suddenly, jealousy of Karen washed over her.  She had once thought that if Karen was out of the way, she would have Tony all to herself, but she finally realized that wasn’t true the last time she made Tony do her in this very room, this very bed.  If Karen had not returned, Tony would never stop searching for her.  If she had been killed, Tony would never stop mourning for her.  Though Tony was unable to be faithful in matters of the flesh, he was wholly faithful in matters of the heart.  She would never really have him. ever. 

Bryce was supposed to be her redemption.  Maybe in time she could teach him.  Maybe in time, he would be.  But the cost was high, ever so high.  Perhaps, there was far more to pay for her past sins than she realized.  Perhaps, it would take far longer to pay than she had imagined.  Looking down on Bryce’s blank face, with his eyes closed, she certainly hoped that it wouldn’t be so.  With a frantic burst of her energy, she slammed him harder, moving up and down like a piston under an open throttle and finally tipped him over the edge.  She shuddered at the release, and fell off to his side, exhausted, her breathing coming in harsh gasps. 

“That was great”, Bryce murmured, placing his arm around her midsection.  Then, he promptly fell asleep.  Pinky’s gaze moved to him, and she rolled her eyes.  This was going to take a lot of work.
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Re: The Bullworth Never Ending Story
« Reply #1134 on: August 30, 2014, 06:55:06 AM »
The Jocks were having a late night party.  There was plenty of smuggled-in booze hidden in the Clubhouse for just such an occasion, and the Jocks were living it up.  Coach Sanders had departed for Warwick after school Friday for the weekend without giving any reasons for his trip.  It didn’t matter to the Jocks why he was taking the weekend away, they were glad to free of the overbearing slave-driver for awhile.  Though in principle they agreed that they needed to toughen up to be able to win games, they resented the Coach’s hard-driving every day workouts designed to ‘whip them into shape’, as he put it.  Coach Burton had never forced them to have workouts outside in 90-degree heat (mostly because he was a lazy-ass pervert), but Coach Sanders would make them run the Football Field until they dropped from heat exhaustion.  Everyone, that was, except Kirby.

By 11 PM, the party was in full swing.  All the Jocks were there, and at Mandy’s invitation, so were Nina, Gloria, and Hannah.  All evening, Mandy had been doing her best to get them all drunk, plying them with drinks.  Prim Gloria, spouting he usual superiority, found her words getting more and more slurred as the evening progressed.  Nina, who was not yet used to drinking, and Hanna, who claimed to have drunk Moonshine before, were getting toasted at a much faster rate.  Mandy kept track, and at some point went to see Damon, who was busy drunkenly relating how he had stood Leon down in the Chem Plant for anyone who cared to listen.  Whispering in his ear, she said, “Would you like to use Ted and I’s room for about 10 minutes ?”, and she directed Damon over to Gloria, who was spouting off some mathematical gibberish to the other two girls.  Damon, though a bit wasted himself, got right away what Mandy meant.  He went over and scooped up Gloria in mid-sentence and carried her back into Ted and Mandy’s lone room, closing the door behind him.

Next, she went to find Laurent, who never found a drink he didn’t like, and was downstairs bullshitting with Juri and Luis.  There was some kind of Sports Event showing on the TV (Looked like Rugby, Mandy thought), but the boys were trying to drunkenly talk all at once, in their own languages, at each other.  Mandy got his attention while the other two rambled on, telling him that her and Ted’s room would be free in about 20 minutes and that Nina was waiting upstairs and really tipsy.  Laurent understood that at once, and went up to keep her company.  Juri and Luis never even knew he left. 

Returning upstairs, she saw the Laurent had taken Nina off to a corner of the kitchenette area and was making out with her.  Smirking, she went off to find Bob, and when she did, simply told him to go keep Hannah Company, since she was sitting alone now.  After 15 minutes had gone by, the door opened from the room, and Damon stumbled out. carrying Gloria, who was just wrapped in a sheet and was passed out.  He took her over to his bunk, laid her down, and then lay down beside her.  Mandy then went over to the kitchenette and nudged Laurent, who was now groping Nina as she was also groping him.  Laurent took her off to the room and the door was closed. 

Mandy smiled to herself.  She was so glad that some of the other Jocks had girlfriends now.  Now the rumor mill for the new term could start out with some fresh victims.  Every since Mandy had come to this school, more than four years ago, she had been the target of intense rumors and vicious slander, the most enduring being of how she slept with the entire Football Team.  That wasn’t true, of course....She had only slept with half of them.  Starting with her Freshman year, she had gone from one dumb Jock to another.  It finally paid off when one of them, Ted Thompson, had won the Quarterback starting job two years ago.  Ted proved to be personable and able, and more than that, a bit smarter than the Average Jock.  From then on, Mandy stuck to Ted, but the rumors and gossip-mongering also stuck, of how Mandy had slept her way to the top of the social strata at Bullworth Academy.

Then came the sneak in the Girl’s Dorm shower, and the nude pictures of Mandy turned onto nude posters by that slime Ernest Jones (The little brother of that tramp Bethany Jones), plastered over the School and the Towns by him and his Nerd underlings.  The fallout from that had eventually led to her and Ted’s breakup and her fall from grace as the Queen Bee of Bullworth.  The situation was finally resolved when Mandy and Ted were reunited after the Valentine’s Dance, which came to become known as the Bloodbath.  Pinky had assumed the Queen of Buullworth title by then, but due to her antics since Christmas, the rumor mill had turned on her and Mandy was once more the most popular girl in School, and she intended to keep it that way.  Mandy and Ted were Seniors now, with only one more term to go.  By what she was engineering this evening would insure that the rumors would flow away from her now, onto other people.  Her social power would be unlimited and unchallenged.  Let them eat cake.

A snarky grin replaced her smile, as in a few minutes Laurent and Nina stumbled from the room, only half-dressed.  Mandy went to the table where Bob and Hanna sat.  “I think you two need some privacy....You can use our room for awhile.”

Hannah was clearly enamored with the giant Bob.  She was also very tipsy herself, rising from her seat and swaying unsteadily on her high-heel boots.  Bob held out a hand to steady her.  “Let’s go....Shall we ?”, she said thinly.  “It’s....Really noisy in here....”

Bob eyed Mandy, and she nodded Ok.  “BOB GO”, he announced.  Rising, he half-carried Hannah along with him, back to the room.  Mandy watched them go.  As the door closed, her eyes absolutely twinkled.  In no time at all, new rumors would be flying.  She went off to find Ted.  After the party wound down in a couple hours, she wanted him primed and ready for her.
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Re: The Bullworth Never Ending Story
« Reply #1135 on: September 01, 2014, 09:58:26 AM »
The Greasers were having their own private party also, in the Autoshop area.  Mr. Neil had gone home for the weekend, and the Greasers had taken the opportunity to openly break out the beer and stand around the Autoshop Quad, trading the latest stories and bullshitting.  After one O’clock, they would head over to the Blue Balls Bar, when most of the adults would have left.  The Bar was doing better business now since it’s re-opening, and still being minors, the Greasers had decided it would be better if they weren’t there during peak drinking hours. 

The biggest topic of the night was the impending release of Johnny Vincent from the Clinic the next day.  The Greasers had spent some time fixing up one of the vacant upstairs apartments over the Blue Balls Bar for them, since neither of them were in School anymore.  It wasn’t too roomy, but it would do for now until they would get themselves a better place.  Johnny would still have some recovery to do, and needed a place to continue healing instead of just running the streets.  Lola had picked out the furnishings, and had insisted everything would be just so. 

Although the Binding Agreement had been signed and things looked to be on their way for a peaceful campus, Peanut still felt that the area should be guarded anytime they were there.  Being directly across from the Preps and Harrington House was precisely why....In the past, it wasn’t unusual for a Prep to sneak over and tag the walls with a nasty slogan, or even start a fight.  Just because there were only three of them now didn’t mean jack to Peanut....Hal had been in a fight with Tad at the Carnival not all that long ago, and Agreement or no Agreement, bad blood still existed between the Greasers and the Preps.

So it came to be that while the Greasers were at the Autoshop area, the gate was always guarded.  Tonight, Lucky was drawing the guard duty.  With a beer and a smoke in hand, he kept a baleful watch towards the Fountain area, in case of trouble which no one really expected.  After all, the Greasers outnumbered the Preps about three to one these days, and if they were foolish enough to start anything, they’d get their royal asses kicked in a real hurry.

Curiously, along about 11 O’clock, Lucky saw Bif appear at the Fountain.  He appeared to hesitate for a few seconds, casting a look down the pathway to the Autoshop.  Then, turning right, he continued on towards the School, and was lost to Lucky’s sight.  Wondering what Bif was up to, Lucky considered following him, but decided he’d much rather have another beer instead.  After all, there appeared to be no threat. 

By the time the Greasers moved out to leave for the Blue Balls Bar a couple of hours later, Lucky hadn’t seen Bif return.  In fact, he had forgotten all about having seen him in the first place.
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Re: The Bullworth Never Ending Story
« Reply #1136 on: September 01, 2014, 09:10:00 PM »
Tony and Karen finally settled down at the In-And-Out Motel that evening.  After a day of moving stuff, to which Tony had collected quite a bit of.  Tony wasn’t quite sure why all of his and Nick’s stuff had to be moved, since the workmen were adding on the second story, which had nothing to do with their room.  He supposed it was just a precaution against having their possessions damaged or stolen, but truthfully, who who want to steal his stuff ?  Like most guys, he just had a bunch of junk, mostly worthless to anyone else.

Karen had brought much less, probably because she wanted...Needed...To keep up the illusion that she was still living in the Girl’s Dorm.  In a month she would move back there, as Tony would move back to the Boy’s Dorm.  Unlike Mandy, who had openly moved to the Clubhouse, or Vanessa, who had openly moved into Harrington House, as had Pinky before her, Karen (and Melody also) felt it was more proper to live at the Girl’s Dorm, as did most of the rest of the new Girls at the school.  There had never been any official standing on the matter from the Administration, even during Crabblesnitch’s time, or now, carried over into the Galloway Administration.  It was a non-issue, Tony felt, due to the fact that no Girls had ever turned up pregnant for a score of years.  The Students owed their sexual freedom to the presence of the Easy Drugs drug store, located in the middle of Bullworth Town.  Their biggest selling product was cheap Birth-Control pills, and all the sexually activate girls and women were taking those pills, courtesy of Dr. Bambillo’s Scripts.  There had been some anxious times, after the store was bombed and heavily damaged during the Punk’s takeover attempt, that Easy Drugs may not be rebuilt.  But it had been repaired, better than ever, to be able to continue to dispense their drugs to a compliant population.

But that didn’t really matter to Karen and Tony on this particular evening.  Still basking in the glow of success in getting the Binding Agreement signed, they felt all the bad stuff was behind them now, and the rest of their High School days would finally be normal.  After some time of watching the tiny black & white TV for awhile (Tony vowed he was going to get a color TV for his room, once he moved back), they retired early, close to 11 PM, and commenced to making slow, sweet love for the next hour before falling into a peaceful slumber.
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« Reply #1137 on: September 03, 2014, 05:56:49 AM »
Bif entered the back South-East door to the School, as Tad had directed.  Tad’s locker was on the first floor, just around the corner from here, so Bif thought he would just get Tad’s stupid notes first, before heading off to the Biology classroom, which was upstairs and also on this side of the building.  As Biff went through the doorway, he fumbled in his pocket to retrieve the slip of paper from his pocket, and his attention was diverted momentarily.

Because it was dimly-lit in the entrance hallway, Bif failed to notice the presence of Mr. Martin, who was backed up against the wall by the doorway waiting for him.  As Biff walked past his position, fooling around with getting the scrap of paper from his pocket, Mr. Martin began to silently follow him, pulling out the Police Nightstick (Sometimes referred to as a ‘Billy Club’) that Tad had given him.  It would have been hard for Bif to casually spot Mr. Martin anyway, dressed as he was in the black Leather Pants, the black Leather Jacket, and the black Biker Hat.  Not being as big a fool as Tad Spencer thought he was, Mr. Martin had also added black gloves and was wearing a Gorilla Mask over his face.

Bif went around the corner, with Mr. Martin behind him a few paces.  As Bif stopped at the locker, he bent over to read the combination that Tad had scrawled on the paper.  At that moment, Mr. Martin brought down the Nightstick on the back of Bif’s head.

CRACK !!!!!!!  The force of the blow stunned Bif, his face slamming into the locker as he sank to his knees.  “I Say....Bloody Hell !!!”, he exclaimed.  Bif tried to turn his suddenly aching head to see who was attacking him, and another blow whacked him in the side of the head, spilling him sideways.  Disoriented, Bif tried to regain his footing, only to receive another blow to his back.  He began to crawl away, in the direction of the Great Hall.  There was more room there, and he might be able to get up on his feet and face his attacker.  But Mr. Martin followed him, raining down blows on his back and head.  At one point, Bif was able to swivel on a knee and start to stand, but as he did so, the Nightstick was thrust into his stomach.

“OOOOFFFF !!!!!”, Bif yelled, his breath chuffing from him.  Doubled over, he fell to his back on the cold marble floor.  Mr. Martin was on him in an instant, smashing down blows on his face from the Nightstick, left, then right, then left and then right again.  Both of Bif’s cheeks and nose were broken, but still the assault continued.  Bif struggled against his attacker, but grew steadily weaker as the attack continued.  Finally, the unrelenting blows rendered him unconscious.

Mr. Martin got off Bif and stood up.  His breathing was rapid, and he took a minute for it to slow down.  He glanced around.  The School was quiet, he heard nothing.  Removing the Biker Hat as Tad had instructed, he threw it down next to Bif.  He bent over to check on Bif, whose face was now a bloody mess.  The boy was breathing raggedly, but regular.  Little spittles of  blood and mucus were leaking from his mouth. 

Tucking the Nightstick away, Mr. Martin retreated from the scene of his distasteful mission, beginning to regret that he had carried it out.  He left the School, and the grounds, unobserved, and made his way back to Blue Skies along the back roads, keeping out of sight.  The next day, he would toss the Police Nightstick into the Fire Barrel at the Docks, along with a bag containing all the clothing he was now wearing, including the Gorilla Mask. 

Bif was discovered by Edna the next morning, as she arrived to work in the School Cafeteria, preparing to skin what she said were Chickens for Sunday dinner.  Help was called, and Bif was taken to the Vale Clinic, where he remained unconscious in serious condition throughout the day.
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Re: The Bullworth Never Ending Story
« Reply #1138 on: September 06, 2014, 02:14:47 AM »
By the time 3 AM came around, Constantinos had left the Railroad Overpass and maneuvered himself into position in the side yard of Zoe’s old ruined house, which was across the street from the Clinic.  He was was situated behind a fence that ran from the side of Zoe’s old place to the house to the North.  An intersecting side fence divided to two properties.  Constantinos was next to a break in the fence, where a gate had been, now knocked down.  Here he would be in the perfect position when the Jeep drove up with two Soldiers for the watch relief.  Constantinos dug into the backpack and pulled out what seemed to be a modified Spudgun.  This one had been sitting separate on one of the tables in the basement of the Dragon’s Wing, and had a new feature attached to it....A sort of Scope had been added to it.  Constantinos hefted it and looked through it, it appeared to be come kind if Night Scope.  Constantinos briefly wondered where the Nerds had gotten ahold of such a thing, then shrugged.  They had no doubt pilfered it from the same Army Guys the he had just stolen stuff from. 

It was a lucky break for him.  The lighting for this part of Blue Skies had not yet been fully restored, and the only light showing was the one over the Clinic Door.  The rest of the area was mostly dark.  Constantinos reached into the backpack and pulled out some Stink Bombs he had also taken from the Dragon’s Wing.  Setting them on the ground, he waited.  The Jeep was a few minutes late, but Constantinos finally heard the motor, the Jeep coming down the street from the direction of the Jail.  It turned and pulled to up to the entrance to the Clinic, then stopped. 

The Soldiers left motor running as they slung their M-16s onto their shoulders.  Some of the Soldiers did, Constantinos had noticed...After all, it was the Government’s gas, not theirs.  Constantinos gripped the Stink Bombs and got ready.  When the Soldiers made to depart the Jeep, he rose and stepped through the break in the fence and heaved the Stink Bombs, one right after the other, at the Jeep, and then immediately grabbed up the Modified Spud Gun.  The Soldiers coughed and gasped as the fumes enveloped them, and they scrambled to unsling their M-16s.  Sighting through the Scope, Constantinos waited a few seconds as the greenish smoke cleared enough for him to be able to sight the driver.  Then he unleashed a volley from the Modified Spud Gun.

SPLAT !!!!  SPLAT !!!!  SPLAT !!!!  The Spuds hit the Soldier, two in the head and one in the chest, and he went down, not even having time to cry out.  Constantinos immediately targeted the other Soldier, who was just beginning to react to his buddy going down.  He fired a second volley from the Modified Spud Gun.

 SPLAT !!!!  SPLAT !!!!  SPLAT !!!!  The Spuds struck the other Soldier, one in the arm, one in the chest, and one in the neck.  “ARRRUGH !!!!!”, the Soldier yelled as he went down.  Constantinos ran the 40 or so feet from the fence to the Jeep, circling around the front of it.  The second Soldier was struggling to get to his feet, and Constantinos fired a single Spud at close range at him.  With a SPLAT !!!!, it struck the Soldier in the forehead, and he went down and laid still. 

Constantinos fought to control his rapid breathing, standing stock still with the Modified Spud Gun pointing towards the Clinic door in case the other Soldiers inside came running out.  After a half-minute, it became apparent that the noise from the still-running Jeep had covered the sounds of his attack, as no one appeared at the door. 

Just stay calm, Boy”, the Voice of Reason piped up suddenly in his head, “Do what you gotta do.

For once, Constantinos welcomed his alter-ego’s advice in his mind.  He drew a shaky breath.  There wasn’t much time.  Fastening the Spud Gun to his belt, he approached the Soldier he had just shot, laying by the passenger side of the Jeep.  He was too heavy to carry, Constantinos saw, so he began to drag him, pulling him around the corner of the Clinic.  He dumped him there, and returned for the other one.  Constantinos had to drag him as well to around the North side of the Clinic.  It was then he realized that the soldiers could still be seen in the weak light, if anyone happened to look that way.  Constantinos glanced towards the East side of the Clinic, where one of the Rail Spur Lines passed through.  There was an empty Rail Car that had been left there.  Quickly, but with effort, he dragged to two Solders there, and stashed them in the deep shadows between the Rail Car and the Clinic.

He trotted back to the Jeep, looking for the M-16‘s that the Solders had dropped.  He scooped up one on the passenger side and then spotted the Army Cap that had fallen off the Soldier’s head.  He jammed it on his head to better his disguise, and ran around to the other side of the Jeep.  The M-16 there was easy to find, but that Soldier’s Army Cap had fallen in the Jeep.  Constantinos searched for it frantically, finally locating it.  He strapped one M-16 across his shoulder, and shut off the Jeep lights, but left the motor running.  Then he sprinted across the street, back behind the fence, where he had left the Backpack.  He jammed the Modified Spud Gun and the extra Army Cap inside it, then put on the Backpack, it’s Kaki color blending in with his pilfered Army Uniform.  He stashed the extra M-16 in the shadows, then headed back across the street.  It seemed like a lot of time had gone by, but in reality only four minutes had elapsed.  Constantinos stood at the Clinic door, his hand on the doorknob, and took one last look behind him.

It’s alright”, the Voice of Reason soothed, “You got this.

Constantinos shuddered, and took a deep breath to calm himself.  Then, he opened the door and marched into the Clinic.
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« Reply #1139 on: September 08, 2014, 06:03:16 AM »
Tony was having another strange dream.  Unlike many of his previous dreams though, he felt no sense of imminent dread.  Instead, his general feeling was one of confusion.  He was in a sort of familiar place, the Glass Jaw.  Only this time, he wasn’t up in the Bar and Observation Room, looking out over the Boxing Ring.  No, he IN the ring, and a bell was sounding.  Tony walked forward slowly, feeling something weighted on his hands.  Lifting his arms, he saw he had Boxing Gloves on. 

Over in the other corner, a fighter was dancing around.  He turned towards Tony and came forward.  His face was a blur, like much of the dream.  Tony wanted to rub his eyes, but couldn’t because of the Boxing Gloves.  A movement to the right of him and caught his attention.  When Tony looked that way, he almost busted out laughing.  It was little Chad in a Referee outfit, with a little black bow-tie.  Like Tony and the other fighter, he was walking towards the center of the ring.  All three came together there and stopped.  The face of the fighter lost it’s blur, and Tony could see now that it was Tad, with a cruel snarky grin on his face. 

“All right Gentlemen”, Chad intoned, “Protect yourself at all times, make this a clean fight, don’t hit lower than the belt line.....When I say ‘Break’, I want a clean break.....In the event of a knock-down, you will be directed to go to a neutral corner.  Okay, touch gloves and come out fighting at the bell.”

Tad mashed his Gloves against Tony’s.  “You’re going to pay for this, Calderone”, he said.  “This is all your fault, you and your stinking Agreement !”  With that, Tad turned and danced back towards his corner, while Chad moved away.  Tony backed up to where he supposed his corner was and leaned with his gloved hands on the ropes.

“Go Get 'Em, Tony-O”, a voice encouraged.  Tony looked down and saw the speaker was Hal, of the Greasers.  In fact there were a lot of people gathered about the ring, he suddenly noticed.  “Knock His Block Off !”, Karen encouraged from behind him.  Tony saw Nick, with Melody clinging to him.  He should be fighting, Tony thought wildly, and then realized he couldn’t, not with a broken Jaw.  Nick shrugged and gave him an amused look.  Next to him was Laurent, drinking a beer.  He looked soused already, and wasn’t giving any particular attention to Tony.  Off to the side was Pinky, who blew him a kiss.  Tony looked back quickly to Karen, but she seemed not to notice.  Several of the Preps were there, some of the Jocks, some of the Greasers, a few of the Bullies.  Only one Nerd was there, which was Algie, standing far off.  “Don’t Forget About Me !”, Tony heard him say above the rising noise level.

The bell rang and Tony was propelled forward by unseen hands.  He tried to think of what to do.  He’d actually never Boxed before.  He knew Jimmy Hopkins had, he had defeated three Preps in a row in this very Boxing Ring.  Tony wished now that Jimmy had stuck around a bit more and taught him how to Box.  Tad grinned at him evilly.  “You’re going to pay now, Calderone, for splitting up my Clique !”, he hissed.  Tony saw him ready to throw a punch, he supposed he should raise his arms to defend himself.  But it seemed to take so long, his arms felt so weighted with the heavy Gloves.

WHACK !!!  Too Late !!!  A blow caught him on the left side of the head, stunning him.  Tony stumbled backwards, arms flailing, barely keeping his balance.  Tad moved in, throwing another punch that Tony somehow managed to duck.  Tony tried to throw his own punch, but his weighted arms betrayed him.  Tad easily evaded Tony’s attempt and sent a blow into his unprotected Stomach.

“Ooooof !!”, Tony heard himself whoosh, and he doubled over.  “Ha-Ha !”, Tad gloated, “You can’t fight the Bullworth Boxing Champion, Pauper !”  Tony stumbled away, against the ropes.  “But...That’s not right...”, he heard himself say, “It’s....Bif who’s the Prep Boxing Champ....I heard him say so himself....”

“Not any more !”, Tad crowed.  “And that’s your fault too !”  Tad leveled another punch that connected and Tony fell to the mat.  Chad ran over, telling Tad to “Go to your corner”, and then  proceeded to count Tony out.  “10 !...9 !...8 !...7 !...6 !...5 !...4 !...3 !...........”


Tony’s dream dissolved before the count-out ended, and he came awake with a start.  Karen was slumbering peacefully beside him.  It took several seconds for him to realize that he wasn’t laying on the mat in the Boxing Ring of the Glass Jaw Gym.  He drew a deep breath and settled back, thinking.  Usually, his vivid dreams like this meant something....Awful.  Or, at least, something bad that COULD happen.  But, for the life of him, Tony couldn’t imagine just why he would ever agree to be in the Prep’s Boxing Ring.  So just what did his dream really mean ?
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