Dead Stick 13

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I stood there for the longest time feeling like an idiot, it was the first time in quite a while I felt completely at a loss. Still almost unable to move I just stared at the spot where Celina had been. My sister had just told me that she would be back, after I revealed the fact that I had the soul of my sister within my body. Smirking I felt an almost sense of loss pass over me. Who was I kidding? I’d be lucky if the council didn’t lock me up, even with Cloe knowing almost all of the story.

Then there was Johnathon, with his wild magic he was far stronger than I was to a point. His father had said I did have quite a few tricks that I could take him down with though I wasn’t all that sure I could keep him down that long. Sighing remembering Tom’s words I knew that sooner or later Johnathon would be involved, it was just when I wasn’t sure. Flashing out to my apartment I was walking up the last flight of stairs when I felt a strange energy.

“I suggest if you wish to continue as a semi – living being, you leave now, I’m in the foulest of moods right now!” I snapped as I targeted an area of the wall. That’s when I heard the low laughing, then I felt the energy spike upwards, holy crap this was an old power, I might have more but the age of this left me no doubt that whomever this was, had far more tricks than I’d possess for quite some time.

“For one as young as you, your confidence is something to admire.” I heard the thick old, very old accent of the… whatever this being was. Suddenly he stepped out of the shadows as if he were a part of them, “So you are the mage I have heard so much about.” Rushing at me he stopped 3 feet in front of me having hit my shields and passed through most of them. “Very good young mage, very good indeed.” Bowing low he stood erect in front of me. “I am Lord Vidon.”

Again he started to laugh as the realization of who he was hit me, “Lana’s father,” I managed to get out.

Nodding he pointed a finger at me, “I know of your trouble with this Cedric being, I am here to warn you to stay out of the clan’s way. He destroyed a part of our clan centuries ago; we are within our blood right to take his life should he return. We also know that he is your brother, do not interfere.”

Sighing I could see Tom and Ben’s hand in this, knowing the vampire clan’s code I was sure I could keep them out of it. “Lord Vidon,” I started trying to formulate the correct words, “I realize that your clan has a blood right but so do I, as with you I claim the right to destroy him. He wiped out my entire family, so you see it is far more a blood right of mine than any other.” Bowing low I told him, “I am honored that you have come to me with this warning but I must now tell you my quest far outweighs yours.”

Nodding Lord Vidon bowed again, “It is refreshing to know that some of the youth of today still honor the old ways. Know this though, if you are unable to carry the fight, the entire clan will step in to finish it.”

Bowing low to Vidon I told the Lord, “I would expect no less. Upon my honor I will do all that I can to destroy this blight on our world.” This brought a wide smile to Lord Vidon’s face then like a light being shut off he vanished.

I was about to turn around when I heard a clapping, “I thought you’d be nearby, I could feel yours and Tom’s hand in on this,” I told Ben as he emerged from behind a wall.

“And why not? You were the best that has been in a very long time, you have come a long way in a very short time.” Ben told me as he walked up the stairs. “I had no choice Ben, Cedric is, was a hell of a lot higher than I was. The only thing is he is so damn cocky about something I feel as if he has a spell I know nothing about. I was warned he has a plan to overpower me, though at this point I am at a loss.” I told Ben who had a strange look on his face.

“It feels almost as if no matter what you do, Cedric acts as if he can’t lose.” Here I stared at Ben he’d almost spoken word for word my thoughts. “I have seen this before I have to check something then I’ll return.” with a flourish Ben was gone, now what in the hell was that about?

I figured I wouldn’t see Ben for quite a while so I trudged into my apartment. Collapsing into a chair near the door I knew that I needed to work my levels but the weariness I was feeling was also warring against me. A moment later Cloe sat next to me with a plate of food.

“I take it didn’t go that well?” She asked, shyly looking at me from eyes partially concealed by her lashes.

“If you consider I have been visited by the leader of the Timmings clan, his wife, their daughter and the son of the Vidon clan, then yeah you could say that. Oh yeah Lord Vidon appeared also I had to deny his claim to this fight.” I told Cloe as if this was an everyday occurrence, her eyes wide as each name was said.

“You denied Lord Vidon!? How in the hell did you do that!!! No one denies that Vampire anything!” Here she backed away from me giving me the oddest of looks. Reaching out I could feel her scanning me shit! She was far stronger than I thought! Sighing I allowed her to opening up to allow her further in. Then I started to regret it, I could see the tears starting to fall I had opened all the way, she wanted to know fine! I let her have it all not realizing that the pain I had learned to deal with over the centuries might be too much for her.

I thought she could take it all, in my arrogance and a flash of anger I let her have it all. It wasn’t ’til she started to shake I knew that I had gone too far. Closing everything like a steel door her eyes went wide then she was on her knees weeping uncontrollably. “I’m…” hanging my head I tried again, “I’m sorry Cloe no one has tried to do that to me in a long time. I’ll be in the other room I know you don’t want me too near right now.”

I flashed out still hearing her whimpering; now I felt like a complete ass. There was a knock at the door, getting up I saw that it was Celina. “That was a hideous thing you did Tyrome,” she hissed.

My faced screwed into a mask of anger I told her, “Considering that you were a part of that pain you don’t have that much room to talk. Or would you like to experience the hell that I have for well over 400 years!? Why are you here?” I said dropping my voice and emotions.

“I came to continue the discussion, things were said that need to be cleared up, don’t you think?” she said a little smirk on her lips. What in the hell was going on? Was the damn world descending on me tonight? Shit!

“Fine after I do my exercises I should pass him tonight, I only need 3 to equal 4 to pass shouldn’t be too hard.” I told her a smirk now on my lips. “Might take a few hours though get comfortable.” I started to concentrate as I felt her move toward the front room. I had obviously been at it for a while when I felt a disturbance on the dreamscape.

“Ah! Your power has finally passed mine excellent! When I drain you here I will burst forth and drain this world of ALL magic, then I will be a god!” Cedric’s hideous laughter ringing in my ears I felt him reach toward me, this time though it wasn’t an attack, I could feel the energy he was expanding it was more of a vacuum. Changing my energy I quickly erected a shield I hadn’t used in over 150 years. Hitting it he was stunned at first that I knew what he was about.

“I told you ass hole I am a master Starzbet of counter spells!” I sneered at him.

“True but can you handle both?” With those words he started to fire at me, holding both shields wasn’t easy but somehow I did. Pissed off he started to retreat when I reached out grasping near his heart, strange but I felt this wasn’t really him. Cursing he began to throw even more at me, smiling I just relaxed more feeling my shields flair stronger. Laughing he again reached for my power. Snapping a shield I had only used once he hit it with a shock. “So, bastard, you know of that also, good when I drain you it will be sweeter.”

He was withdrawing again, I held fast maybe I could rip something else lose and seriously weaken him. Screaming, I felt him pull with a strength I didn’t think he had left in him. Still I held on to what I felt near his heart. Finally he turned firing at me, “Let me go you slimy, nasty, filthy, human!” With those words he again wrenched as hard as he could screaming as another huge section of his power ripped loose. “Fine! You can have the human WHORE!” Laughing he withdrew again, human whore? What in the hell was he talking about?

Suddenly I was exhausted I needed to leave though that was easier said than done, I could see the surface I just couldn’t get to it. That’s when I felt a hand push me up, ah! Elura was helping me thank god she was still safe, then I felt another hand guiding me up huh? Looking back I saw not only Elura but another older woman smiling at me, I tried to open my mouth to ask her who she was when I opened my eyes. Immediately I closed them again, Christ the light was so powerful.

I heard several gasps trying to turn my head I could barely make out Ben, trying to talk to him I finally got a thought to him.

He told me I was barely able to bring up her face when I heard him gasp.

Finally I couldn’t keep my eyes open.

“You should be fine soon Tyrome,” I heard Evelyn Timmings say, “Oh great” I thought though if I had to be healed she was the best.

I didn’t know how long I was out, all I knew was my head felt as if it had been stepped on a few thousand times. Finally I managed to get my eyes open though they felt like they weighed a ton. Scanning the room I saw that both the Timmings were there though asleep on a near king size bed. Suddenly alert I could see that there were several more than just a few people in my now apparently 3 times as large apartment. Trying to rise off the floor I groaned as a huge wave of nausea swept over me. Nearly falling, I felt a strong arm around me as I emptied the contents of my stomach; yup Ben was here too shit that was all I needed.

Finally over my bout of sickness I could swear that Ben was laughing at me. Turning I saw that though he was trying not to he was indeed laughing. “Alright asshole,” I gasp at him, “I can let you see how it feels to have the shit beat out of you!”

Smiling even bigger he said, “It’s good to see that you are almost back to normal with that attitude!”

Shaking my head I looked at him like he was crazy, “I’m serious damn it, I haven’t taken a beating like this in several hundred years, just to rip part of him loose! Now maybe you can tell me what you meant when you said that name. As far as I know I never knew a Lillian. Father never went with any females,” here I hung my head whispering, “I never knew my mother, nor did father ever tell me who she was.”

Ben’s face suddenly took a serious look to it, “I cannot tell you then, I made a promise to him and her centuries ago. A promise that even I cannot break; though if she is where she can, she can tell you.” Looking directly into my eyes Ben said, “That is if you can Lillian, I know things were never well in the family but does he not deserve to know?”

Suddenly I felt a presence within me that I hadn’t before then an older woman’s voice came out of my mouth. “Don’t push it Ben! You as well as I, know the consequences of that knowledge, leave it alone!”

“I can’t Lillian he deserves to know, I am the closest to family he has ever had. Don’t you think it is time?” Ben asked almost begging, shit who was this Lillian that she could almost frighten Ben like that?

“Uh excuse me but I am right here, just fucking tell me!” I told both of them.

“You stay out of this!” Ben hissed at me.

“That’s enough damn it!” I heard the female voice say. “You’re right he deserves to know but not now, soon but not now.” With that the presence was gone as was the voice, holy crap I felt nothing of the woman at all. Search as hard as I could I felt nothing, this had to be an extremely powerful being if I couldn’t feel her within me.

Ben was shaking his head as he moved away, I also noticed that he was trembling who in the hell had this much power over Ben?

Finally off the floor I saw that the entire council was there, glancing up I couldn’t even look at Cloe. I was already enough of a freak as it was but this had to have her looking at me even harder, plus after what I did I wasn’t sure if she wouldn’t be trying to kill me again. Yup I thought about a normal month for me everything all screwed up and falling apart.

Then I noticed that there were several Vampires in the room, as well as Timmings clan mages, thing is, they all felt human. What in the hell was going on? I get the shit kicked out of me and everyone shows up to cheer him on? As my face twisted into rage, Celina touched me on the shoulder. “We still have to finish our discussion.” Sighing I nodded as we moved into the only empty room in the house I guessed it was going to be like this the rest of the day.

“Look Celina,” I started when I turned back toward her. Launching herself at me she met my lips with her own. Sliding my arms around her I let my hands drift lower to her firm backside.

Breaking the kiss she smiled at me seductively, “There discussion over, I may not remember all that happened back then but I do remember how much I loved you.” Here she lowered her eyes, “I find that I still do, please Tyrome don’t answer now, just,” taking a gulp she went on, “just know that I love you ok?” Celina walked out leaving me standing there like a stunned idiot, I remember the Doctor telling me it was all her but I thought it was another of his lies.

Ok, this was another shock, walking out I saw that Ben was smiling weird, as were a few others, “Shut up all of you. Thank you all of you that came, I fought Cedric again, it was different but I weakened him again though I am afraid that this next battle will be here. I need everyone safe, I am suspending the school ’til it is over.” I looked at Tom and Ben, “If I don’t make it I trust that you and your clan,” I turned toward Lord Vidon, “and your clan will finish this.” They all nodded, “If you’ll excuse me I need to rest before he breaks free.” Again all nodded then they all started to flash out, finally I was alone, well with Cloe and Celina.

“I am glad that you finally told him,” Cloe told Celina who held a huge grin on her face as the two women embraced.

Shocked I must have looked ridiculous as they both were smiling at me, “Wait when did… how did you… what are you,” I sat with a thud on the couch really confused apparently they both had known about each other and were fine with it. Damn I thought go figure and the simple fact that they wanted me Starzbet Giriş was an even bigger shock. Feeling the fatigue though not that tired after being out so long, I decided to just talk to the two of them. It was a good few hours we had talking about everything under the sun.

The next thing I knew I was waking up, the sun a blistering ball of heat streaming through the window. Looking down I saw that both Cloe and Celina had fallen asleep on my lap; I also noticed that I wasn’t the only one awake. Adjusting myself to get more comfortable I was walking into the kitchen when I felt the barrier I had erected centuries ago start to crack. Damn it! He would pick today to break out just when I had finally found what I had looking for, for so long. Now I really was pissed but I had to calm, looking back at the two women I wanted to stay with for a really long time I knew that no matter what I had to for them.

I appeared in the center of the magic realm, I knew he wanted this to be a spectacle as I am sure every megalomaniac did. After what I had learned last night I doubted seriously he could win, that is if I could actually pull it off. An immensely loud cracking sound was all that could be heard, then I felt a powerful rushing toward me. Bracing I awaited his first onslaught, when nothing came I saw that he has stopped before me a huge smile on his face.

“You really think I am that stupid to attack you head on?” His booming voice came at me.

“Yeah actually I did, you were a moron the last time I expected more of the same.” I said a wide smile on my face.

“Why in the hell are you so happy?” He demanded to know.

“I know for a fact that if you beat me,” here I swept me hand toward the rear of me where I am sure he could feel literally thousands of mages and vampires. “They will exact revenge on you, besides,” I started laughing, “you’ve lost part of your power.”

Here Cedric started to laugh, “What? That weak little shit of a sister and the whore? Oh I see! You don’t know who she really is, do you? Well then little brother I’ll tell you, she’s…”

Suddenly I had no control of my voice, “Yes go ahead you fool!” Cedric’s face was in shock. “You know what will happen if he knows, though at this point,” here the older woman’s voice laughed, “I think it’s really too late for you go ahead!”

“Fine you fucking human whore,” here he sneered at me, “that human is yours, YOUR sister and brother’s mother.” Looking up he screamed, “Go ahead try to I am far too damn powerful for it to matter!”

I stared at Cedric, he’d killed ALL of my family including her! Roaring I felt my power and rage grow. The sky started to darken as the wind began to howl. Cedric laughed even harder seeing my rage growing thinking I was an easy target now he started to fire at me at first I only stood there watching as his blasts skipped off, then he was again trying to draw off all of my power. Smiling I erected the new shield I had learned the day before, that’s when I really started to laugh at the startled and enraged look on his face.

“You son of a bitch! You won’t win, you can’t win!” Cedric was almost screaming now starting to unload almost all he had on me.

“No you ass wipe! It’s you who won’t win just like you never do!” Finally I felt a lull in his power taking spell and sent a few blasts his way I smiled when I saw the blood well up on his warm.

“Really brother this is all you got? Did you forget I can heal a hell of a lot faster than you?” Smiling I hadn’t forgotten but as I remembered from our last battle it also took a lot of his energy to accomplish. Sending out a warning I told all below that the battle had started and no structure was safe. Blasting away at him was taking a toll on him and me both.

Though he’d only gotten a few past my defenses it was more than enough to seriously weaken me. Changing tactics I reached out for only the third time hoping that this time I could effectively weaken his power enough to get in a killing blow. Grabbing a huge area of power I began to twist as hard as I could, eliciting a hair raising scream from him. I knew I was on the right track when I felt his power significantly drop.

“NO!” I heard him scream as I pulled as hard as I could, this time his power really did drop. Then it was gone and free, or so I thought it was as I saw my brother. Christ I thought there won’t be any room in there for me at this rate. Laughing he sneered at me, “You really think you’ve won? I didn’t know how to use their power the first time we fought as you can hardly use all the levels you have gained. I know you can’t hold out forever, I also know that was your last ditch attempt to defeat me.

I heard Tan and Elura both say to open up they would supply me with their power, I told them I couldn’t it was theirs not mine I therefore had no right. Glaring at Cedric I saw him smile then he started to hit me with renewed power. This power seemed so familiar, my eyes opened wide as I realized that it was our father’s power he was using. I told my sister and brother to fire at Cedric through me, with me as all three of us began to back Cedric up. Reaching out I prayed I had enough to free father I had to. Ripping my way through I felt the power but Cedric had somehow increased his protection of the area.

Suddenly I heard my father say, I started to back off still trying to pull father free.

I screamed in my mind.

I heard his tear strained voice as he was almost pleading for me to back off.

I told him.

Then all was quiet as we continued to blast away at Cedric.

Neither one of us was in the best of shape the last salvo had almost completely numbed the lower half of my body. I was bleeding from too many places to name. Both of us were breathing hard I had to defeat him if for nothing else to just free father. Gambling I let loose a huge last ditch blast I knew if this didn’t do it then we were all screwed.

The dust was clearing as I tried to get off the ground, that’s when I heard Cedric’s half hearted laugh. “A good gamble brother; very good too bad it didn’t work!” I could still feel Cedric nowhere as powerful as he was but enough to know I was dead. Cedric was laughing harder when he saw that I couldn’t even move. “Ah! A good fight I am actually proud to have called you brother for a few seconds you weak piece of human trash!”

He was starting to reach toward me, I hardly had anything left, I knew the shield would be gone very soon. Sighing I resigned myself to the fact that I had weakened him for the others, that’s when there was a sudden rush of energy and Cedric was screaming out in pain. Next to me a portal had opened, I recognized it as similar to the one that Tom had created. Though to my surprise, it wasn’t Tom but Johnathon that emerged from it.

“Who the hell are you? You son of a bitch!” I could hear Cedric screaming as he tried to fight whatever Johnathon was doing.

“That’s strange,” Johnathon said, “I thought you’d recognize the little mage you used to beat up ’til I met your brother.” Here Johnathon looked at me still trying to rise. “Then it was I who was kicking your ass each and every day.”

“You! You cannot win Johnathon Timmings, I have a power older than you.” Cedric was screaming trying to advance against Johnathon.

Jonathon’s chest seemed to open as even Starzbet Güncel Giriş more power started to pour into the already titanic energy he was hitting Cedric with. “You bastard! The wild magic!” I raised my only good hand and started to fire at Cedric also.

“It’s time for you to finally die,” I gasp out feeling most of the feeling leaving my body, “Finally I can let the rest of the family rest!” I increased the energy I was shooting feeling my life energy starting to drain. I didn’t care anymore finally the world would be rid of him! I tried to grab father as Cedric was starting to fade but he told me no then they both were gone.

“NO! Damn it FATHER!” I screamed as sweet darkness started to take me, smiling at Johnathon I whispered, “Thank you my friend, thank you for helping me to end it for good.” I heard several it seemed like hundreds of people start yelling then I could swear I heard Cloe, Celina, Evelyn hell even Trina screaming.

I awoke 3 days later sore as hell, but at least I could feel it. Wait a second; I was alive what the hell? Try as I might I couldn’t open my eyes. Groaning I felt several movements next to whatever I was laying on. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out but small squeaks.

I heard a voice in my head.

Huh? I asked her.

Damn I thought 2 1/2 days? Oh shit then I remembered the laws of power the stronger a mage was the more it took to heal them. Gingerly I reached out finding several organs that were about to fail, crap it took almost all I had to put most of my insides right. that’s all I heard as the darkness came again though this time it wasn’t as painful.

Another day and this time I opened my eyes, I was in the keep? Holy shit! I thought on a divan across the room I saw Cloe and Celina! Trying to rise I groaned even louder struggling I almost screamed when I felt the massive bruising on my ribs and chest. Both Cloe and Celina came running as I tried to get to my feet.

“Tyrome no!” Both of them said. Then I heard a voice that made me freeze, “Please Tyrome we need you better.” I turned as best I could, tears streaming from my eyes. My little sister Elura ran to me gently holding me. That’s when I saw Tan and the woman Ben had called Lillian.

Groaning again I tried to speak but again just squeaking noises came out. Reaching out I started on my badly burned throat, then the many bruises on my body. Another hour I was finally starting to feel better.

Lillian sat next to me as the rest of the Timmings family came in. “Cedric told me you are our mother, that you are human.”

Lillian sighed looking at Ben an almost pleading look in her eyes. Sighing Ben took over, “Actually she is Tyrome, your half brother killed her not long after your sister was born.”

“Tell him Ben he deserves the truth as do all of them.” Tom and the others were looking on puzzlement in their eyes also.

“Lillian is my sister,” Ben said though they could tell he was proud there was something else going on. “She was banished to the human world well over 2000 years ago. Still a mage, just with no real power. When she met your father he and she fell deeply in love, but your half – brother was extremely jealous. Your father was very powerful, but nowhere as powerful as the banishing that was placed on her.” Here tears started to fall from his eyes, “When he destroyed her there was nothing I could do, nothing. That’s why you have always held a special place in my heart. When the whole family was destroyed I thought he had gotten you also, then I heard you went against him defeating him soundly.” Finally too much Lillian took over.

“I watched the battle between you two I have never been prouder of you Tyrome. The Banishment was a one of a kind, I was to be a human for all time until such time as I was released and a mistake I had made was corrected. Part of that was Cedric. The other was a certain mage ’til he was dead. Again Cedric took care of that while you two were fighting and destroying part of the magic world, he tried to stop the fight and was destroyed by Cedric.

“I want to thank you Johnathon for restoring me and the rest of the family.” Lillian told a stunned Johnathon.

“You’re my Aunt Lilly?” Tom asked, “I have always wondered what happened to you.”

“I’ll be damned,” Johnathon said to himself, then he looked at Tyrome. “You really are family! Cousin!” Johnathon had grabbed Tyrome eliciting another groan from him. “Hang on as strong as he is I should be able to now.” I looked at Johnathon what was he going to do? Reaching out I felt his power start to bathe me, not to bad I thought then it started to amp up, shit! Then he was pouring even more power into it, at first this increase wasn’t bad but a few minutes it was almost agonizing. “ENOUGH! Christ Johnathon are you trying to fry me?” I told a wide mouthed Johnathon.

“Father that was almost full power! You thinking what I am?” They both came over to me and started to scan me, locking down; they both were amazed that they couldn’t really read my power. Both nodded then smiled at me. “It appears that you also contain the wild magic though you can hide it. A first I am sure, not even father could hide it that well.” Johnathon told me a stunned look on his face.

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Epilogue

Five years later I was still at the school though we were only having classes every 10 years. I had monitored all of my students from the previous class as of yet they were all still alive though I was afraid that it might change soon. To my utter amazement the council had allowed me to marry both Celina and Cloe. Celina still helped me with the school and the business. Though as I looked at her; that was going to have to stop soon I could see.

Celina came out from around the desk her 8 month belly very hard not to notice. Cloe had foregone getting pregnant saying she still had work with the council to do, personally I think she enjoyed just sex with me far too much. I had been working on my levels not realizing all these years that I had been slowly releasing the wild magic. I was far better at using it than both Johnathon and Tom, though I had started to train Johnathon to increase my way.

I was about to open a portal that Tom had taught me when I suddenly reached into the shadows bringing my hand back around Murry the snit’s throat. “Hello Murry feeling braver lately huh?”

Coughing he stated, “No Tyrome just here to give you the last payment,” He choked out. “You know I can’t be seem going into your office this way I get more business on the street.”

“Still, I have an office you ass!” I told him as I took the crystal from him. “Alright you’re paid up for most of the things I have a file for.” Pulling him close I said while staring into his eyes. “Don’t let me catch you again.” Nodding he was gone in a flash. Looking at the crystal I smiled it was going to piss Johnathon off again, he and Lana were trying again, having failed at her last cycle, no one had seen them for almost a week.
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Friday afternoon couldn’t have come too soon for the students of Peterson High School. It was the first week of June and they had less than two weeks to go until graduation. For Michael Rossi and Bobby Williams, it meant that in ten short days they would finish their years at Peterson and move onto bigger and better things. In Bobby’s case it was a football scholarship at State, and for Mike Rossi a chance to study Industrial Arts at Brookfield U.

“I thought that English Lit class would never end.” Bobby said as they headed for the bus stop on the corner. “I can’t seem to understand Hamlet, they speak so funny. You never know what they’re talking about.”

“Well you better figure it out real quick.” Mike said to his longtime pal. “Cause Old Man Winters is a bug on Shakespeare, and Hamlet is supposed to be his favorite. You know he’s going to put it on the final.”

“Shit,” Bobby groaned. “I’m screwed then. I even got those Monarch Notes, but they still didn’t help.”

“Tell you what,” Mike said as he suddenly stopped. “How bout you take my story notes home over the weekend. Read then tomorrow and I’ll come over Sunday and go over with them with you.”

“That’d be great.” Bob said, the relief in his voice evident. “What am I ever going to do without you when I get to State.”

“Properly fail,” Mike joked. “But by then you’ll be someone else’s problem.”

The larger boy joined in the laughter and slapped Mike on the back. They had been friends since the ninth grade. Even back then, Bobby had been a jock. Mike on the other hand had been a skinny, pale little kid who more than earned the title nerd. He was the kind of kid that always seem to get beat up by the bigger guys. That was until the day Bobby Williams had come across a Junior about to deposit Mikey in a waste bin after he had spilled milk on his jacket.

Bobby didn’t know Mike from Adam, but he’d had a little brother who used to get picked on by the bigger kids. In fact, since Bobby was left back in the fifth grade, he was eighteen months older than the rest of his class. That made his little brother Steve only six months younger than Mike.

From that point on, the two had formed an unlikely friendship. Mike had spent many a night tutoring Bobby in one subject or other. Bob in turn had helped his younger friend branch out in other areas that he normally wouldn’t have approached. True, he wasn’t about to try out for the football team, but he had long ago shed his nerd image. At least in appearance.

Rummaging through his knapsack, Mike finally came up with a small red binder and handed it to Bobby.

“Try not to drool on it when you eat.” He said as his friend dropped the binder in his own carry case. “I realize that I’m asking a lot, but I do try to take care of my study notes.”

“Funny, Rossi, real funny.” Came Bobby’s reply. “There are times I wonder why I kept them from putting you out with the trash.”

Mike didn’t seem to hear the comeback. His attention seemed to be concentrated on his knapsack as he sorted through it’s contents looking for something. A worried look flashed across his face as he began to shift through the books and binders a second time.

“Lose something? Bobby inquired.

“My sketchbook,” Mike replied as he looked a third time. “It’s not here!”

“You sure?”

“Of course I’m sure,” He answered, a tense anxiousness in his voice. “I’ve looked three times!”

Michael’s great love was drawing, and his sketchbook was his pride. Not that he ever showed it to anyone. Sure once and a while he would produce a portrait for someone after he had ripped it from the book, but no one ever saw the book itself.

“Hey don’t worry about it, it’s just a book. I’ll bet it’s sitting in your locker or under your desk in one class or another.” Bobby said as he glanced at his watch and saw that the bus would be there in a few minutes. “Don’t worry about it, you’ll get it Monday.”

The hard angry look he suddenly got from his friend told him he had said exactly the wrong thing. It was as if after causing a loosing fumble, Mike had told him football was only a game.

“Ok, I’m a thick headed jock and don’t know anything about art.” Bobby apologized. “I know you’re going to go back and look for it, do you want me to go back with you?”

“Nah, I don’t want you to be late for your job at McDonalds.” Mike said, accepting the apology. “You might need those job skills some day.”

“It’s a good thing you’re such a hot shot artist, cause as a comedian you’d make a great waiter.”

“There’s the bus, get going!” Mike said as he pointed out the gray bus rounding the corner.

“Ok, ok.” Mike said as he grabbed his bag and started to head for the stop.

“One of these days, I really want to see what’s in that book.” He said after he had gone a few stops. “My moneys on a dozen or so nudes of Jenny Greene!” Bobby added, making reference to the girl who was without question, the hottest babe in school.

From the sudden blank look he saw on his friend’s türkçe altyazılı porno face before he turned to run the last twenty feet, Bobby got the impression he hadn’t been far off.

After checking his locker and coming up empty, Mike began to reverse his steps for his last few periods. The book had been in his bag during his lunch. He’d done a quick sketch of Timmy Butler playing his sax in the lunchroom. Mike clearly remembered putting it away after that. Having no luck in the rooms used for English Literature and Health Science, the brown haired youth headed for the second floor and American History.

Since entering the school, Mike had only passed one other person in the halls. The dismissal bell on a Friday afternoon was like the starting gun at the races. Even the Teachers were usually gone by 3:10. With luck, he would find the book fast and make the 3:35 bus.

Quickly moving to his desk in the back of the classroom, Mike lifted the desktop, only to find it held only a few papers and a spare pencil. He was sure, it had to have been here. The only other possibility was Music Appreciation, but they’d listened to a concert tape today and he hadn’t even opened his bag in that class. Could someone have taken the book out of his bag somewhere else.

“Did you lose something?” Asked a voice from the front of the room.

Mike whirled around to find himself faced by Mrs. Koda, his history teacher. Normally, Mike loved sitting in the back of the room and watching Mrs. Koda teach. It wasn’t that he had such an interest in history, it was that he loved watching her walk around the room.

Arlene Koda was as far from the stereotype school teacher image as you could get. Standing 5’6″, she had long curly red hair that reached down to below her shoulders. Bright emerald green eyes lit up her face and she had a body that not even Jenny Greene could match. As on most days, she was dressed rather conservatively, a plain white blouse and blue skirt. Yet even these plain clothes couldn’t hid the woman beneath.

Only in her early thirties, Mike had heard someone once say that she had come in second runner up in some statewide beauty contest back when she was in college. If she had come in third, Mike couldn’t imagine what number one and two could’ve looked like.

“Is something wrong Mr. Rossi?” He heard her ask.

Mike suddenly realized that he’d been standing there for over ten seconds without saying a word.

“Er…no,” He stuttered. “I…er…forgot my sketch book somewhere and …thought I might have left …it in class.”

“Oh, then this must be yours.” Arlene said as she pulled open one of her desk draws and pulled out a thick black bound book. “I found it on the floor in the back of the room when I was cleaning up earlier.”

Michael went pale as she lifted the book up and flipped it open to a page near the front. A cold sweat suddenly ran down his back as she turned a few pages.

“I only took a quick look before to see if there was a name in it.” Arlene said as she turned another page. “I didn’t see one, so I just put it away. By Monday, I figured, someone would’ve come looking for it.”

Michael’s heart was racing as he slowly walked to the front of the room. Each time she turned another page, his heart felt like it skipped a beat.

“Oh God,” The eighteen year old pleaded in a silent prayer. “Please let her stop.”

“This is really excellent work. I have to say I’m impressed.” Arlene continued as she admired one particular drawing. “I can see why you’d be worried that you lost this book.”

“Yeh,” Mike replied, trying so very hard to be cool as he reached out for the book.

“In fact, I’m surprised you haven’t submitted any of this work to the Peterson Quarterly or the Yearbook. I’m the faculty advisor for both you know.” She went on as she flipped a dozen or so more pages, scanning the last half of his work. “In fact I…”

Her voice suddenly fell silent as she flipped back to a page she had just flew past. From the look on her face, Mike knew he was busted. He suddenly felt dizzy and was afraid he was about to faint.

“Oh my…” He dimly heard Mrs. Koda say as she turned a few more pages.

She paused for a second, a look of disbelief on her face. Then she turned another page.

“Oh my Lord!” She exclaimed, this time much louder.

With that, Michael did faint.

Michael’s first sensation of consciousness was the smell of flowers. Even before he opened his eyes, the sweet scent filled his nostrils. When his eyes did open, they quickly focused on the soft full breasts pressing against the white blouse of the woman leaning over him. He was laying on a couch in a large room he recognized as the Teacher’s Lounge.

“I’m glad to see you’re back with us, Mr. Rossi.” Mrs. Koda said when she noticed his open eyes. “I was beginning to wonder if I was wrong in not calling the paramedics.”

“No,…I’m ok…” Mike mumbled as he shook his head to clear it.

As xnxx he sat up he saw the thick black book sitting on the coffee table. In a cold numbing clarity, he remembered what had happened. Hesitantly, he sat up and tried to think of something to say.

“I’m really sorry about all this…” He said.

“I should think so,” Mrs. Koda replied. “I really can’t even express how shocked I am by the drawings in that book. Or how surprised I am that a young man of your scholastic ability could have created them.”

With that she flipped open the book and turned to the offending pages. Spread out across ten sheets were a dozen or more sketches of a man and woman engaged in various sexual acts. Some of the figures were generic, but more often than not, the male figure was Michael himself.

Arlene turned past the assorted drawings, stopping at a close-up of a woman performing fellatio. She could’ve been mistaken about the other depictions, but there was no doubt that the likeness in the close-up was her own.

“These drawings are enough to get you expelled, you know that, don’t you?” She asked Michael.

Michael merely nodded, too stunned at the idea to say anything.

“And that, I think would be a real shame. I’d hate to be the cause of your loosing your scholarship.”

Michael’s eyes followed the Teacher across the room, for once his attention riveted on her words instead of the sway of her ass. She still had the book in her hands, glancing down at his creations as she spoke.

“But I do have a responsibility as a Teacher in this school to maintain discipline and order. I just can’t let an incident like this go unacknowledged.”

A dozen possible repercussions of his stupidity flashed through Michael’s mind. His parent’s reaction if he were expelled, the loss of his chance to go to Brookfield. In half of them, he saw himself needed those job skills he jokingly suggested Bob might need.

“It would be different if these were just simple nudes.” Arlene continued. “I could just dismiss them as art with a poor choice of subject. Yet as hard as I try, I can’t classify drawings like these as anything but pornographic.”

“I don’t have to worry about getting a job at the McDonald’s” Michael thought as he saw his future flush down a toilet. “My father is simply going to kill me and be done with it. How is he going to explain to his friends and business associates that his son got kicked out of school for drawing porno pictures of one of his Teachers.”

“Still, a decision that will have such a strong effect on your future shouldn’t be made in haste.” Michael heard Mrs. Koda say, snapping his attention back to her. “And since if anyone is the offended party in this matter, it’s myself, or am I wrong in concluding that I’m the subject of these images?”

Michael shook his head no.

“Well then, as the offended party it’s up to me to decide what action should be taken,” She concluded. “I’ve decided to sleep on it over the weekend and come to a decision by Monday.”

With a loud bang, she slammed the book shut.

“You may go.” She said. “I’ll see you Monday morning.”

Michael was on his feet in a flash and headed for the door, his hands still shaking. He was about to disappear down the hall when Mrs. Koda called after him with a final question.

“Can I assume that no one else has seen the contents of this book? She asked.

“No, Ma’am. I mean, Yes, Ma’am. No one ever sees that book but me.” He answered quickly.

“Good, very good!” Arlene said, a smile on her face.

With that, Michael turned and ran down the stairs and out of the building as fast as he could.

Michael slept very little Friday night and was listless all day Saturday. He felt like a condemned convict, waiting for the ax to fall. Better if Mrs. Koda had simply decided yesterday, at least he wouldn’t have to suffer through this terrible waiting. Then he reminded himself that as long as she hadn’t rendered her decision, there was still a chance he could find a way out of this mess. It had barely been twenty-four hours and he was already a nervous wreck. What would he be like by Monday morning?

All afternoon he ran errands, trying to keep his mind off the impending decision. His Mother had commented on his sudden moodiness, but his father had told her not to worry about it. The boy probably has a girl on his mind. Little did his father know how true that was.

Getting home about 6:30, Michael sat down to a late supper with his family. He wasn’t really hungry, but skipping it would cause too many questions. He wasn’t really paying any attention to the table talk until his Mother remarked that one of his teachers had called today.

“One of my teachers called?” Michael asked as his eyes lit up. “Which one?”

“Well I didn’t take the call, Cindy did.” His Mother replied. “Who called?” He asked his little sister.

“Mrs. Kodak or something like that” She replied, still stuffing her face with stuffing.

“Koda?” Mike asked.

“Yeh, porno izle that was it.” The twelve year old said. “She said something about some book she found in school that belonged to you.”

“What exactly did she say?” Michael questioned his sister, his face turning cold and pale.

“Just that she found some book of yours and that if you wanted to pick it up you could stop over her house and get it.”

“Anything else?”

“Just that her husband and her were going out at 07:30 and it would have to be before then.”

“07:30!” Michael exclaimed as he looked up at the kitchen clock, it was already 5 after. “Why didn’t you tell me before?”

“So I forgot,” Cindy replied. “Big deal, you’ll get it tomorrow. I left the address over on the bulletin board.”

Michael jumped up from the table and quickly found the note pinned to the corkboard. It was an address in the Pinedale section. That was at least a twenty minute drive.

“Dad, can I borrow the car?” He asked his father as he reached for the spare keys in the hook below the board. “I might still be able to catch them.”

“I can’t see what’s all so important that you need to rush over there?” His father said as he too noted the time.

“Its my sketch book…” Michael began to say.

“No wonder you’ve been so depressed.” His Mother interrupted. “John…” She said as she turned to her husband.

“All right, ” John Rossi gave in. “But I don’t want you speeding over there. I know that book is important to you but it’s not worth getting into an accident for.”

“Thanks Dad!” Michael exclaimed as he bolted out the kitchen door.

Michael’s heart dropped a little more as he watched the dashboard clock click off each new minute. He’d been stuck in this traffic jam on Main St for nearly a half hour and the bright green digits now read 08:05. By now, Mr. and Mrs. Koda were long gone, and with them any chance of his retrieving his sketch book and his future. By tomorrow she might’ve had a change of heart. Maybe she would mention it to her husband and he would be so outraged that he would demand she take some punitive action against the offender. Either way it meant another sleepless night.

By 08:15 he had cleared the traffic and was now only 5 minutes from the Koda house. He decided to still head there and at least leave an apologetic note. Maybe that would help. Stopping to use a pay phone, he told his Mom that he had been delayed by the traffic and that he was going to take the car over to Bob’s house if that was ok with Dad. 6 minutes later he was pulling up in front of the Koda house.

The house was big, twice the size of the one Michael had grown up in. A carefully kept lawn and an endless row of flowers showed the work of professional landscapers. Thinking of all the hot Saturday afternoons he had spent with a mower, Michael felt a tinge of envy of someone who could afford to pay to have that done for them. A car was parked in front of a two car garage, a new 95 Lexus.

Michael wondered how a teacher could afford a house like this, then he remembered someone once saying that she was married to some kind of surgeon.

“Great, nice to know her husband has easy access to sharp knives.” Michael said as he walked up the pathway.

Michael had reached the large front door when he suddenly realized that he didn’t have anything to write a note on. Searching his pockets, he could only come up with a dry cleaning receipt. A message scribbled on the back of that wouldn’t exactly leave the type of impression he wanted.

From the street, he had noticed a few lights on throughout the house. It could just be part of an alarm system, but if he was really lucky, maybe they had a maid or someone at home he could let know he had stopped by.

Brushing back his hair and straightening his clothes, Michael rang the bell. A few minutes passed and there was no response. He tried it again and was about to give it up and head home when he heard footsteps approaching the door.

The door swung open and Michael was rendered speechless. The woman standing there bore only a superficial resemblance to the teacher he knew. The long red hair that was normally pinned back and hidden had been styled into a intricate design. Normally she wore a very subdued pink lipstick, now it was bright red. As red as her lips was the cocktail dress she wore, the plunging neckline of which gave him a delightful view of the breasts he had so fantasized about. In fact, so taken was he by just the sight of those soft, white globes, he didn’t immediately notice the imprint of her nipples against the thin material of the dress. It was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“Mrs. Koda?” Michael finally stammered out.

“Michael,” She answered somewhat embarrassed. “I didn’t really expect you this late.”

“I’m sorry,” He said. “I didn’t the message until very late, then I got stuck in traffic. I was just going to leave a note then I realized that I didn’t have anything to write on.”

“Very well, as long as you are here, you might as well come in.” She said in a voice that said this hadn’t been her first disappointment of the evening.

“You have a beautiful house.” He said as he walked from the foyer into a large living room. Everything about the house said money.

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