Three Brood Instigators

11. Take a Ride

Chapter 2: Something's on with the Boys

A week has passed after one month has passed. Both the boys' semesters were a mix of adversity and inquisitiveness; Yet alone Pastuzo and Quinn had to sit in front of the principal's room, hearing utter boasts of the Freestylers and the Gamers.

"Gosh, why is Principal Bitch taking so long?" moaned Pastuzo, waiting.

"If you are loyal to your friend, you'd wait for him," Quinn reminded.

"You don't need to tell me twice," Pastuzo exhaled. "I bet Fhadey brought him into this."

"What is with you and Fhadey?" Quinn asked. "I don't get a single bit why you hate him to the core? Like as if you want to kill him so badly."

"I do want to kill him so bad!" Pastuzo spoke deeply. "I told you many times, Fhadey is the reason for all of this!"

"Well, we are here for Kevin, not Fhadey. Please, Pastuzo, get along with it," Quinn reminded.

The gamers ran away like cowards against the utter freestylers who were only making a single line. "You can tell me when I have to hear all this nonsense at school, Fhadey's fault again," Pastuzo moaned.

Minutes after minutes, Kevin is still inside the office, and minutes after minutes, an errand boy came with the paper file and was bowled over to see the drowned kid studying in Shifuxer.

"Oh, oh, it's, it's you," he said.

"W, wait," Pastuzo saw in his face. "Do I know you?"

"Uhm, yes, I, I saved you from the pit when you were injured, remember?" he said.

"O, oh, oh, yes," Pastuzo said. "I guess I remember you."

"Pastuzo, you know this boy scout?" Quinn asked.

"No, I don't really know him much, but he saved my butt when... Fhadey beat the heck out of me in the pit," Pastuzo described.

"Right, uhm, I'm Wilkes, by the way," Wilkes introduced himself.

Pastuzo was amazed that he introduced himself. "I'm Pastuzo. Wilkes, this is my friend, Quinn."

"Girlfriend?" Wilkes wondered.

"Strangle yourself with a sash, you turd!" Quinn mocked.

Wilkes immediately reacted, "Oh, I'm uhm, sorry I didn't..."

"No, no, it is fine, Quinn's always like that," Pastuzo said.

"Shut up," Quinn said, slapping Pastuzo's spine.

"Anyways, what brings you here? Why are you in a scout uniform?" Pastuzo asked.

"Oh, you know, I was from Eagle Lake, and I am delivering a file for uhm... Silas Betch,"

"The scout academy? That joke of a school?" Pastuzo reacted.

"Uhm... I wouldn't call that if I were you," Wilkes said.

"Yeah, yeah," Pastuzo responded.

"You don't have a badge yet?" Quinn asked.

Wilkes took it in, "No, not yet,"

Then Kevin came out of the office with the secretary leading the way. "Finally," Pastuzo relieved.

"Wait!" the secretary prevented, asking Pastuzo and Quinn not to approach. "You better not repeat such gullible actions, boy," the secretary warned. "Unless you want to be expelled, that is, of course..."

"It won't happen again, I swear," Kevin exhausted, committing it to himself.

"You better," the secretary said. She stared at Wilkes and asked, "And who are you supposed to be, boy scout?"