My Best Friend's Sister
My Case Rests
Luke's POV
There we were sitting in the office waiting until the principal got done talking to our parents. Just me, Vanessa, and the seat separating us from Ryan, who will be further addressed as dick face.
Every now and again, dick face would look at me and Vanessa cuddled up and would give me the death stare.
My nose was still bleeding and the nurse gave me a fresh towel to hold over it but it was getting so tiring. I sat up straight to rest and drop the towel from my nose.
"Luke you have to keep the towel up and your head elevated," Vanessa said like she was my mother. She took the towel away from my hands and gently put the towel to my nose while pushing my head towards the wall like a head rest.
I smiled at her and she smiled back. A genuine smile too. Not the ones that girls give each other, letting them know they hate each other but a real one full of compassion.
"You should be over here doing that to me," dick face spat out low and coldly.
Vanessa looked into my eyes and just acted like she didn't hear the comment. She probably did this because she didn't want to go ape shit on his pathetic ass.
When I heard Vanessa say, "We're over," I just wanted to bounce off the walls but I couldn't so I just gave my self a mental high five. Now I can finally hit on her with out feeling guilty because I wouldn't want my girlfriend to be talking to some other dude behind my back.
"Mr. Richmond," the office lady said.,"Mr. Andrews is ready for you." She sounded like we were in the waiting room of a doctors office.
Dick face got up and went inside the principal's office. It was just me and Vanessa now.
Maybe I should ask her out. No, Luke don't do it. Why not? She's single now. She just got out of a relationship... TODAY! But I like her. I really like her. Stop, you don't even know if she likes you that way. I hate it when I'm right.
"You know you don't have to hold it anymore, right?" I asked striking up a conversation.
"No I do because if I don't hold it, you're just going to get tired of holding it and your nose is going to bleed out," she's right. "And because I feel sorry for what he did," She said looking away from me.
"Hey," I touched her cheek softly as if she were fine china and turned where she was looking at me again, "There's no need to feel sorry," I told her and when she looked into my eyes, I just felt the need to kiss her but... dick face came out of no where and ruins the mood. I dropped my hand from her face.
He got his stuff from the floor and just as he was going to leave, he leans down to whisper in Vanessa's ear. "I'll be seeing you around," he whispered but it was intended for me to hear too. Then he left the office building and went strolling down the hallway.
"Mr. Andrews would like to see both of you know," the office lady said.
We looked at each other and then got up to go inside. I opened the door for her and she gave me a generous smile. We sat down in the chairs in front of his huge mahogany desk.
"I am disappointed in the both of you," Mr. Andrews began "This is a learning institution, not some boxing arena. We, Mr. Hemmings, do not fight on campus and I'm pretty sure that is rule 32 in your code of conduct handbook," Like anybody actually reads that. "And like it says in the handbook, and I quote, 'A student fighting in the handbook results as 7 days of suspension. Mr. Hemmings, you are suspended from Camberwell High School for a total of 7 days," He said it with no compassion what-so-ever. It was like he didn't have a heart or if he did, it was frozen over with ice.
"So you're going to suspend him but not Ryan?" Vanessa asked with a tinge of annoyance in her voice.
"Yes, I am Ms. Irwin," he stated.
"Why?" She asked rathered intrigued to hear his answer.
"Because-" The face he made when she cut him off was not good. It was like 'How dare she interrupt me'.
"Is it because athletic reasons, such as him being captain of the football team? Or is it because of the financial reasons, like his parents being the main 'donors' and 'sponsors' of this school lend the board thousands upon thousands of dollars to, quote, 'Help their son have a better future', end quote, which is basically saying that they care only for their son instead of the school as a whole and would do anything to keep his records clean, otherwise he can't get into a decent college?"
She argued like she was an district attorney and I think her argument was valid and stable. But, I'm not going to lie, it turned me on hearing her argue. Her eyebrow was cocked and her cheekbones were out. "Or is it both?" She said, her eyes full of hate and knew who was the intent purpose behind it.
"Ms. Irwin," he stated blown away by her opening argument. "I'm pretty confident its neither."
"What's the school's motto?" He questioned him.
"Equality and Fairness leads to success," he said it like he rehearsed it.
"My point exactly," Uh-oh, I think she has him, "You're not showing equality by favoring one student over the other and fairness ties right into that because of this it isn't fair. You're setting a precedent for the other school fighting incidents to come and I think you know what that means: More calls from parents wondering why their child got suspended instead of both getting suspension. And by this, he will completely give up on his dreams and his career. His success. Because you, you denied it to him. You denied him the possibility to learn. To discover. To succeed," she said it with such passion.
Oh my gosh, was that great or what? She left both me and Mr. Andrews stunned at such a beautiful speech.
"Ms. I-" he began.
"My case rests," she said, got up, and walked out. Mr. Andrews and I looked at the opened door then looked at each other.
"I-I should probably go now, you know," I said as I got up walking backwards out the door and catching up with Vanessa.
I saw her waiting by the exit door going to the Junior and Senior parking lot. I got my stuff from the seats we were sitting in earlier and went to her. We walked out the building in the hot sun.
"Where are we going?" I asked her.
"Anywhere except here," she said as she unlocked her car and got to the driver's side while I went to the passenger seat.
"Remind me to call you whenever I'm in trouble," I said and she rolled her eyes, getting inside the car. We drove off leaving campus and this day behind us.
There we were sitting in the office waiting until the principal got done talking to our parents. Just me, Vanessa, and the seat separating us from Ryan, who will be further addressed as dick face.
Every now and again, dick face would look at me and Vanessa cuddled up and would give me the death stare.
My nose was still bleeding and the nurse gave me a fresh towel to hold over it but it was getting so tiring. I sat up straight to rest and drop the towel from my nose.
"Luke you have to keep the towel up and your head elevated," Vanessa said like she was my mother. She took the towel away from my hands and gently put the towel to my nose while pushing my head towards the wall like a head rest.
I smiled at her and she smiled back. A genuine smile too. Not the ones that girls give each other, letting them know they hate each other but a real one full of compassion.
"You should be over here doing that to me," dick face spat out low and coldly.
Vanessa looked into my eyes and just acted like she didn't hear the comment. She probably did this because she didn't want to go ape shit on his pathetic ass.
When I heard Vanessa say, "We're over," I just wanted to bounce off the walls but I couldn't so I just gave my self a mental high five. Now I can finally hit on her with out feeling guilty because I wouldn't want my girlfriend to be talking to some other dude behind my back.
"Mr. Richmond," the office lady said.,"Mr. Andrews is ready for you." She sounded like we were in the waiting room of a doctors office.
Dick face got up and went inside the principal's office. It was just me and Vanessa now.
Maybe I should ask her out. No, Luke don't do it. Why not? She's single now. She just got out of a relationship... TODAY! But I like her. I really like her. Stop, you don't even know if she likes you that way. I hate it when I'm right.
"You know you don't have to hold it anymore, right?" I asked striking up a conversation.
"No I do because if I don't hold it, you're just going to get tired of holding it and your nose is going to bleed out," she's right. "And because I feel sorry for what he did," She said looking away from me.
"Hey," I touched her cheek softly as if she were fine china and turned where she was looking at me again, "There's no need to feel sorry," I told her and when she looked into my eyes, I just felt the need to kiss her but... dick face came out of no where and ruins the mood. I dropped my hand from her face.
He got his stuff from the floor and just as he was going to leave, he leans down to whisper in Vanessa's ear. "I'll be seeing you around," he whispered but it was intended for me to hear too. Then he left the office building and went strolling down the hallway.
"Mr. Andrews would like to see both of you know," the office lady said.
We looked at each other and then got up to go inside. I opened the door for her and she gave me a generous smile. We sat down in the chairs in front of his huge mahogany desk.
"I am disappointed in the both of you," Mr. Andrews began "This is a learning institution, not some boxing arena. We, Mr. Hemmings, do not fight on campus and I'm pretty sure that is rule 32 in your code of conduct handbook," Like anybody actually reads that. "And like it says in the handbook, and I quote, 'A student fighting in the handbook results as 7 days of suspension. Mr. Hemmings, you are suspended from Camberwell High School for a total of 7 days," He said it with no compassion what-so-ever. It was like he didn't have a heart or if he did, it was frozen over with ice.
"So you're going to suspend him but not Ryan?" Vanessa asked with a tinge of annoyance in her voice.
"Yes, I am Ms. Irwin," he stated.
"Why?" She asked rathered intrigued to hear his answer.
"Because-" The face he made when she cut him off was not good. It was like 'How dare she interrupt me'.
"Is it because athletic reasons, such as him being captain of the football team? Or is it because of the financial reasons, like his parents being the main 'donors' and 'sponsors' of this school lend the board thousands upon thousands of dollars to, quote, 'Help their son have a better future', end quote, which is basically saying that they care only for their son instead of the school as a whole and would do anything to keep his records clean, otherwise he can't get into a decent college?"
She argued like she was an district attorney and I think her argument was valid and stable. But, I'm not going to lie, it turned me on hearing her argue. Her eyebrow was cocked and her cheekbones were out. "Or is it both?" She said, her eyes full of hate and knew who was the intent purpose behind it.
"Ms. Irwin," he stated blown away by her opening argument. "I'm pretty confident its neither."
"What's the school's motto?" He questioned him.
"Equality and Fairness leads to success," he said it like he rehearsed it.
"My point exactly," Uh-oh, I think she has him, "You're not showing equality by favoring one student over the other and fairness ties right into that because of this it isn't fair. You're setting a precedent for the other school fighting incidents to come and I think you know what that means: More calls from parents wondering why their child got suspended instead of both getting suspension. And by this, he will completely give up on his dreams and his career. His success. Because you, you denied it to him. You denied him the possibility to learn. To discover. To succeed," she said it with such passion.
Oh my gosh, was that great or what? She left both me and Mr. Andrews stunned at such a beautiful speech.
"Ms. I-" he began.
"My case rests," she said, got up, and walked out. Mr. Andrews and I looked at the opened door then looked at each other.
"I-I should probably go now, you know," I said as I got up walking backwards out the door and catching up with Vanessa.
I saw her waiting by the exit door going to the Junior and Senior parking lot. I got my stuff from the seats we were sitting in earlier and went to her. We walked out the building in the hot sun.
"Where are we going?" I asked her.
"Anywhere except here," she said as she unlocked her car and got to the driver's side while I went to the passenger seat.
"Remind me to call you whenever I'm in trouble," I said and she rolled her eyes, getting inside the car. We drove off leaving campus and this day behind us.
update now
5/23/15