A few Days Later,
After intense preparation for the competition, I felt a little tired as I walked into the school environment the next morning. My entire body was screaming for me to go back to bed and get some rest. I yawned leisurely and tucked my hand in my trouser’s pocket as I walked through the school halls, as I did my brain was calibrating literally.
I could have sworn I saw double images of everyone as I walked by. For a moment, in fact, I lost my way but soon found it back and quickly headed to my locker, picking out the notes I needed when it struck me that I hadn't done the actual home reading we were tasked to do. I shook my head slamming the door shut.
“Man, school sucks,” I mumbled to no one in particular, strolling towards
"Both of you stand down!" The principal commanded in an authoritative way that he listened to Mikky's explanation, trying to justify his acts. "I thought that you would have found a way to settle your differences without always having butt heads, but that isn't the case here." I smiled at him because our fight wasn't going to end anytime soon and I was quite sure of that. "Mikky, we had a discussion where you promised not to ever be involved in this anymore. Why is there a problem here?" He demanded from him. Mikky's mouth fell open instantly at the implication. "Why do you think that I am the one with a problem question mark? He was the one who was engaging me and making my life miserable, but you find a way to blame me?" He inquired. "Simply because I know the kind of person that you are that's why I might not take it easy with you. Jordan has done nothing but be himself and you have always found a way to fight him. I believe that by now you should have overcome your grievances
I weighed my options, looking for the best way to go about this without things going south in the future.It wasn't because I did not trust Mr Braxton. Instead, it was because I was trying to protect my heritage till the time was bright. My grandfather had not even allowed me to start taking most of the decisions unless I was done with school so there was no need to brag about something that was mine. "I asked you a question, Jordan." He reminded me but I refused to speak. While this could have been a harmless conversation between my principal and me, I knew I had enemies lurking around who wouldn't hesitate to take whatever information got into their hands and use it against me. My grandfather wouldn't be proud of me if he found out. So many things were happening at the same time I decided to be as calm as I could so that I could process my words perfectly and not be in the loop later on. "I see that you are reluctant to tell me what you have been up to and it makes me wonder if t
Life had been pretty fast these days, but one of the only things that kept me grounded was the fact that I had most things under control, and I didn't need to report to anyone per se, besides my grandfather showing me the ropes behind the scenes. I was also invested in my academics because the examination was already around the corner, and I couldn't afford to have poor grades, especially now that my living conditions had improved. There was virtually no excuse that even I would come to terms with so I was pretty insistent on getting a high grade This affected my relationship with Josh because many times when he called me for things he considered important, I always found a way to brush him off. I made a mental note to visit him one of these days to explain what had been happening but it wasn't looking fruitful. My grandmother had also picked up on my craze and called me out on my b******* but as usual, I told her that it was nothing. It wasn't until yesterday before she put her
When I arrived at school the next morning, I was surprised to see that there were banners all around safety that there was a new law passed. "No one should come in without permission, and likewise, no one should leave without the principal's permission."I scrunched my brows, thinking why he suddenly brought up these rules. Not thinking too much about it I decided to go away. Exams were around the corner and I'd been studying back to back. We went into the hall, as soon as the bell rang. Finally enough, Mr Braxton was not present on the assembly ground, making me wonder what was happening. This wasn't usual. "Is anything going on?" I asked my fellow students."There is a rumor that Mr Braxton had designed. I don't know how true it is so, but I guess it's true because the day of all people would have been present in school without anyone's knowledge and permission." Philip said. My brain was calculating at the same time as to why you would suddenly disappear from his duty post. Mr.
Most people rallied around me, trying to get support, but the rest of the class was almost behaving like I was the weapon fashioned against them. Guess who didn't care? Me obviously. I knew what they were up to and wasn't going to give them that chance to waste my time. I wanted some rest and I was going to get it whether or not they like it or not. My work wasn't done especially when I knew that Mr Braxton hadn't still been returned to school after our rally. I decided to employ greater strategies that could make them know that I wasn't joking. "So, I believe that almost everyone knows what has happened in school but would gladly pretend that they are unaware because they don't want to lose their scholarships," I said, presiding over the school club. The students looked at me in fear and I understood what they were talking about. We all knew that it was Mr Coker that did this but we were going to pretend not to. A student raised his hand, "I don't think we should overstress this
"So with all the evidence presented against us, we can deduce that Mr Braxton is not guilty of the offenses but is only being kicked out for his high moral standards?" One of the students asked when he went through the information we got from his tab. Everyone nodded that in agreement and we couldn't be more proud that we had finally hacked the code. We had evidence of two teachers discussing Mr Braxton and how it would be nice to take over his position hence the reason for the accusation. I wasn't really pleased with only this piece of information because I believed something else was wrong but people were trying to hide it. One of the things was Mr Coker's involvement. I didn't want to involve my grandfather directly because it was only going to compound issues so I lay low and watched them daily great on their next move. "Jordan, you've refused to speak ever since you got here." The boy whose house we were using, said, making the room fall silent as they turned to stare at me I
My inbox had suddenly become a house for people to complain and expect that I get justice for them. While it wasn't as complicated as I made it seem, I couldn't help but think of the implication. It would put me at a disadvantage of being a messiah helping everyone fight their battles and incurring enemies, while I was just a student like them. Refusing to fall for that, I decided to clear my inbox and pretend like my phone had been formatted. My grandfather had been calling for a few days but I was too busy to pick up because I had not tendered the assignment he gave me. I was also looking for the best opportunity to figure out how things were going to go and how I needed to get back to my best friend and kickstart our relationship. There was a strain which I needed to get rid of. My grandmother had found solace in knitting which she was selling on Etsy and shopify. It was a good idea because it generated money and also gave her peace which was most important to her. A message cau
Strolling into school the next day had me agitating already because I couldn't wait to capture the full scope of the bullying session. No one was going to be aware and I was going to tackle it myself. If I could prove a lot of things it would discredit Michael's judgment. My phone was on silent mode because of the school rules. Annie fell into step with me with a small smile on her face. I was trying as much as possible not to give off any vibe that would make it look like I was into her. "Hey, I've been trying to talk to you over the past few days but you have been quite unreachable. I hope there is no problem?" She asked making me shrug. Even if there was a problem I didn't think it was wise for me to confide in certain people. "What? Sure, I'm fine, I decided to backpedal a bit and see how things go." She didn't look convinced but decided not to stretch it, which I appreciated. I also didn't think I was in the mood to start conversing about something I didn't feel like.
Revenge had never tasted better like in that moment because the word spread around the school like wildfire and I couldn't be more proud of myself for putting them in their place without any form of problem. Snickers followed after Mickey and I knew that he was having a for yourself. "You shouldn't bother yourself with getting so close to him." I heard a few students tell each other. Mikky was right after me yet yelling at the top of his voice. He didn't want to accept defeat and it wasn't my place to accept it either. "You should warn him to stop engaging in issues that do not concern him and maybe we wouldn't have problems as much as we do. Everyone has refused to see that there is something wrong with him." He said. I refused to get involved with him because that was going to reduce my IQ to his level. I waited for a few minutes before also taking up my notebook to go over it again so that I would be more prepared for when the teacher came in. Mr Harrison, our new history teach
I caught his arm before it could hit me and watched his eyes widen into surprise. Well, what was he expecting in the first place, question mark, that I was going to let him get away with his wicked acts because I was too weak to respond or because he had done something against me the first time? "Do not attempt that again because the next time you do that, I won't take it easy with you. You can intimidate people beneath you, not me." I responded telling him off immediately. He didn't look pleased with the fact that I didn't allow him to have victory. Mikky through another punch but I was faster than him again this time and grabbed his second arm before decking him in the shoulder. "The next time you try this nonsense, you might land in the hospital, and I'm not joking. If you have any problems with me, go cry to your Daddy. He might help you out instead of misbehaving." I warned him seriously before moving on my way. He looked at me not expecting me to handle the situation that way
After scrolling through my media feed throughout the previous day and studying intently for the test, I decided to also go as far as getting involved in many things, such as the school club. Probably not my best bet, but I was stubborn like that. If I wanted to change things in the school then I needed to be wiser than they were. To Mikky, he had finally defeated me but that was far from the truth. I had many people who had come to me stylishly to inform me about them being bullied by the same man but it wasn't my place to start exposing everything that I saw. I needed to keep something myself and stop every form of familiarity. Instead, I was working as an undercover agent to make sure that people got their deserved Justice. He couldn't continue being on the prowl. His father's company had taken a nosedive, but he still didn't understand where it was coming from. I smiled when Mickey approached as usual. He was seeking problems that he couldn't handle, but who was I to run away fr
"Thank you for coming. I didn't know you were going to arrive as soon as possible. Your grandfather shouldn't be aware of our meeting." Cole said.I was perplexed but didn't want to show my surprise just yet. I knew that if he realized that I was not going to, I was not going against my grandfather. He would be a bit skeptical about his words, and I needed every information I could get, especially since he was a proper insider. "Did you think I was going to inform him?" I demanded portraying a look of affront. He shrugged, but I ended up understanding that he part of had more things to hide than to tell you. Well, it was in my right to deal with, yes, a lot of information and sieve out the most important parts. "I am here because I want us to have a conversation about everything that has happened so far. Firstly, I think I need to highlight that your grandfather is not at fault; instead, you had poor management of the situation, if I might be permitted to say so. If I were in your
Since things had gone awry at school. It was up to me to decide what I wanted to do. I decided that I would no longer interfere in issues that didn't concern me no matter how much I was begged to.Secondly, I would retain my privacy and watch other people run after finding solutions while I enjoyed everything bequeathed to me. Thirdly I would also look for ways to pull more weight into the company instead of running around with fellow high school students seeking Justice that they didn't truly want. It was going to save me time and energy, and I would have a lot more to do with my life instead of just waiting and hoping that things were done for me. A knock resounded on my door and I rolled my eyes. This was probably my grandmother coming to talk to me about how I shouldn't be angry with my grandfather or simply because he turned my life around. While she was telling the truth, I still felt like he needed to hear my side of the story and not just stump into conclusions because of hi
I looked down as soon as I was done with the school issues. My grandfather was mad at me and I could see him just keeping his cool until we arrived at his mansion. "I asked you to lay low but you went ahead to portray yourself as the sacrificial lamb and now see where it has landed you." He blew hot on me. I didn't think that I was at fault in this area. Maybe because I didn't conduct due diligence before jumping to save a person but it didn't mean that my actions were intrinsically wrong. I opened my mouth to defend myself, but he raised a finger, signaling that I kept shut. This was the first time that we were butting heads together, and I wanted to believe that my actions were only going to either push him further away or draw him closer to me, and I wanted it to be the latter. "I'm sorry for not paying intense attention and thinking that everyone was like me, who needed help from a bully, but I know better now." I apologized to him. He shook his head angrily probably thinking
"Mr- Mr. Langston, I didn't know that you were coming around today." Miss Rose said in a perplexed tone. Her fakeness could never be matched. It wasn't my business whether or not she was expecting my grandfather to show up. My grandfather, on the other hand, didn't look like he was here for peace. "I asked a simple question, Miss Rose. Why have you taken it upon yourself to stress a boy who has never done anything to you besides just fighting for Mr Braxton's right? How has this been proven for you to brandish him as a rapist? How much were you given to carry out this without flinching or any conscience?" He went on to ask. "I-I didn't mean it that way, sir. I just wanted a bit of Justice just like he has always been an activist for. I believe that everyone deserves a fair chance at getting Justice. Emily is a less privileged student and if things like this are swept under the carpet, then there is no hope for her kind. I'm sorry if this looks like I am trying to blame an Innocent.
The Internet was set ablaze with the latest news, but at this point, there was nothing I could do besides just wait for a bit, hoping that I was able to prove my innocence. I gazed at Emily through the corner of my eyes trying to figure out what she was playing at. My grandfather hadn't still called yet, even though I was aware that he had seen the pictures. Too many things were happening at the same time but he stayed away instead "I have only one question for you."Miss Rose said immediately we got to the staff room. I could hear the disdain and victory in her voice as soon as I stepped in. She had probably been looking for the perfect means to deal with me and the greatest opportunity presenter itself."You can't just ask me questions that point to something which I am completely innocent of.""You should prove it. You, of all people, know that people do not believe mere words unless they are backed up." She cross-examined me. I had come to realize that not many people wanted pea
"Why did you do this?!" Emily yelled, pointing at me, catching me off guard. This was entirely strange to me because I never expected her to behave this way. I raised my eyebrow in surprise, trying to understand if I had made a mistake somewhere. "Emily, what are you talking about?" I demanded from her when she continued pointing at me and crying. Like an invitation, people started pouring out and rallying beside her. "I've always known that he is nothing to write home about. His fake activism was to hide the fact that he is such a wicked fellow, and everyone needs to know that right now." Some of my classmates whispered between themselves and I was still a little bit confused. "What is going on Emily? Why the hell is everyone gathered here and not talking about the culprit in front of you?" "He held my shirt and tried to tear it open. If not for Mikky, who came in right on time to save me from his hand, I would have been wasted. I do not know what I have ever done to warrant such