WestWood 5
#5 of WestWood
Chap. 5
Jess took her seat politely with the rest of her classmates as the national anthem faded to a halt as the intercom clicked to life. A high pitched, premature female voice sprung across the system singing some jaunty tune about cleaning up the graffiti on the cafeteria tables, but Jess was more focused on something else. Jess was locked in a heated staring contest with Mr. Pearson. He hadn't taken his eyes off her since she stood up for her fellow classmates. Jess knew Mr. Pearson was still staring her down with that pale, white eye, smiling, as she just smiled and stared back. She knew he was no threat to her. He was coward, a low life sleaze bag, and the only reason he abused his students is to "compensate" for his small self esteem.
"Among other things" she mumbled under her breath.
"You say something love?" Johnny whispered, looking at Jess with a confused look, as he scribbled down innate doodles in his fresh new notebook.
"Nothing. Just mumbling to myself." Jess smiled kindly at Johnny's caring inquisition .
"Might not wanna do that, love. Insanity loves company." Johnny nodded his head over to Twitch, who was mumbling insanely and shaking like it was 40 below in the classroom. Jess giggled a bit under her breath as Johnny began to mimic him, wrapping his arms tightly around himself as if he was in a straight jacket, as he stuck his tongue out and began to drool slightly. Jess couldn't contain the laughter anymore, as a quick laugh escaped her mouth before she covered it up with her paw. Mr. Pearson's sensitive ears picked up on the light sound, as he stood up from his desk and quickly marched over to Jess's desk. He lent over the front of her desk with a stern look on his face, as if he was trying to intimidate her. He glared at her with his cold dead eyes, as Jess just smiled slyly, knowing what a coward he truly was underneath.
"Miss. Jameson, if you wouldn't mind, some of us are trying to listen to the morning announcements." Jess giggled at his supposed macho tone, as she put on her most seductive voice possible.
"And some of us don't give a flying fuck." She winked at him as she flicked her mascara smeared eye lashes, before giving him a middle finger straight to his face. Mr. Pearson chuckled under his voice, as he pulled out a pink slip of paper and slammed it in front of Jess.
"How about a detention. Let's see how tough you are when I'm finished with you. See me after class." He smiled again before he turned his back to her and walked back to the front of the classroom, before ripping a paper airplane from a large equine sitting in the front row. He crumpled it up before lobbing it into the trash can beside his desk. He sat quickly back in his chair as he resumed his staring contest with Jess, who was in utter shock. Jess stared at the small pink slip of paper. She couldn't believe it. Jess knew the consequences of standing up to authority, especially in a school such as this. But the tiny slip of paper said that she would have to see him the next period. She had math with Nathan. She couldn't miss that because of this prick. He didn't have the authority to remove her from her one and only class with Nathan, let alone any class. Did he?
"This isn't right." She looked up from the paper, where Mr. Pearson immediately locked gazes with her once again. He was smiling a sly grin, just staring to she how she would react, waiting for just the right movement to have her suspended. Jess just smiled back as she slid the paper into her shirt pocket and lent over her desk, as she squeezed her arms against her chest, showing Mr. Pearson her firm, supple teenage breasts. She smiled back just as slyly, as Mr. Pearson's eyes never left hers.
"Tough love, love. Your first day and you've already got a detention." Johnny said quietly, as he lent back in his chair. Jess turned to him quickly, smiling just as slyly as before.
"Don't worry. One way or another, I'll put him in his place." Jess grinned as she finally turned her attention to the morning announcements.
"And that's it for sports." A high, squeaky voice said. "And know, a word from Principal Skawronski." Jess fully directed her keen hearing to the tiny speaker box as a hard, deep voice sprung across the air waves.
"Good morning, students and staff of Westwood. This is Principal Skawronski speaking. I would like to remind everyone of reward going out to anyone with any information on the campus rapist. As of now, we have found no evidence, and would greatly appreciate your assistance in helping us solve this despicable act. I would like to wish you all the best, and good day. That is all." The tiny speaker cut dead as Jess sat in her seat shaking slightly. A campus rapist? How the hell was that possible? Not only was there no enclosed spaces big enough for two people in this school aside maybe from a janitors closet, let alone one big enough for a muscular male assailant. That, and there were more armed guards in this school then there were lockers. But still, some how, some way, a sick, twisted rapist piece of scum managed to slide through the halls, pick on unsuspecting girls like her, have their way with them for an hour, and crawl away as if it was nothing. Jess was scared, but she knew her knight in shining armor would save her. No way would Nathan ever let something like that happen to her, and if it did, he would make sure that scum bag would never be able to get a hard on again.
"Sad story that is." Johnny mumbled before leaning back in his chair, rocking back and forth slowly.
"Yeah. Hey, Johnny?" Johnny looked at her with an inquisitive look.
"How many students has this... Rapist guy gotten to??"
"Well." Johnny began, looking at the ceiling, as if in deep thought. "There have been 7 recorded, but the principal suspects there are more girls who are just to chicken shit to admit they lost their cherry's to some dickless piece of scum like that." Jess sighed loudly.
"Thanks Johnny," She smiled at his sincerity, but it didn't help her self esteem. "Man, this guy must be efficient to do all that." Jess thought. She'd have to be on her toes here more then ever. As if the armed guards and her fellow students weren't enough, now she had to worry about a campus rapist. Mr. Pearson stood up quickly as he began to write on the chalkboard. He stared at Jess with one last glance over his shoulder, before he directed his gaze to the class.
"Okay class, let's open our textbooks to page 42."
Jess happily obliged, flipping her book wide open, as her mind was filled with useless knowledge that the 40 year old books had to offer.
"Finally." She thought inside her head as she began to read.
Jess closed her book slowly as the loud pitch of the school bell began to ring in her ears. She sighed as she threw it into her back pack as the rest of her class quickly shuffled out the door to get to there next class. Jess sighed loudly. If all the classes here were as dull as this one, Jess was in for a LONG haul. Johnny hung back for a few minutes, stuffing everything into his bag, before slinging it over his shoulder and giving Jess a caring gaze.
"Sorry I couldn't stay here with you love. But I wish you all the best." Jess smiled at Johnny's kindness. For some one with such a tough exterior, he was quite gentle on the inside.
"Thanks Johnny. You take care." She smiled and waved as Johnny gave her a quick finger gun salute, as he shuffled out the door. Jess sat alone in the now silent classroom, as she stared back at Mr. Pearson, who was fiddling with something under his desk, not paying any attention to her. Jess probably could have walked right out that door and he wouldn't even have noticed. She sighed as Mr. Pearson, her new enemy, shrugged her off as if she was no more than a paper wad. Jess stared at his lap, as his hands were moving furiously. Jess figured he was cleaning his sun glasses, seeing as he was holding a small white cloth in his right hands. He looked up from his lap to see Jess looking back. He slid the small cloth into his back pocket as he stood up and slowly began to walk towards her, frowning.
"Well, Miss Jameson. I'm so sorry our year had to start off like this. I was just reviewing your old school records, and you never had a single detention. Not a one." He sighed as Jess could see him pull the cloth out of his pocket as he wiped his hands with it, slightly sighing.
"And I figured you and me could be great allies. That maybe you and I could set this class straight. But alas, I was wrong." He sighed again as he brushed behind her, not locking eye contact with her once. "And I very much dislike being wrong."
"Well, I am sorry to. I didn't mean to make fun of you in front of your entire class, but." Jess was cut off abruptly as she felt the tight grip of large, muscular hands wrap around her neck. She tried to struggle, but she couldn't move from the immensely strong grip. She tried to breath, but her lungs were filled with a strong, salty whiff of air. She went to scream, but her mouth was stuffed with the taste of white cloth. She looked above her to see Mr. Pearson gagging her with incredible efficiency and skill, as he smiled that same sly smile, grunting at her amazingly strong body. She kept trying to escape, trying to pull away, but his grip was to strong around her neck, as she began to drift off into unconsciousness. The last words she heard were "Oh, I know you are. But know is time for your REAL punishment.." Jess could hear a slight chuckle before everything became black as her eyes sealed shut.