Three Brood Instigators

66. Vow for Favors II

"And so that comes to the final conclusion of King Lear, one of the best tragedies ever written," Mrs.Jenkins explained through the board, with majority of the class sleeping, and Wilkes still weeping beneath. The bell rang, in which Mrs.Jenkins left a quote.

"While art thrives on the blazing colours of scandal, literature blossoms on the dark soil of tragedy."
~ E.A. Bucchianeri ~

And still, tragedy it was, Wilkes still hearing about in every student, seeing their eyebrows, their plans for their journey, the badges they work ill to get, Izzy, who was awaiting outside the principal's room, holding a paper, praying and wishing as she closed her eyes.

Wilkes felt pity for using coarse language upon what she sees as justice. Even if he knew what she did her whole life was a lie, he knew too well that hurting her like that might hurt him too in the long run.

"Izzy," and so Wilkes greeted.

"Oh, uhm, Wilkes... I," Izzy saddened.

Wilkes breathed in. "Look, Izzy, I, I am sorry about what I said to you before," he apologized.

"No," she said. "You have nothing to apologize for," she said. "Not to me anyway... after everything I have done."

"I understand, look, I...," he said, "maybe your deceits never hurted me, but it did hurt the way I see you. I am sorry that I looked at it that way, I just... can't accept sometimes that people do such things... let alone if they are scouts."

Izzy breathed in to respond to that. "We all carry a responsibility, Wilkes," she said. "Responsibility can be a deed... but sometimes, that responsibility can just be... privilege," she said. "Look, Wilkes, this Eagle Scout mission is very important to me," she said. "But I promise that... I will try to change when I finish my firsts," she said. She offered a pinky, "Friends?"

Wilkes accepted after thinking. "Friends."

Then the door opened.

"I can see that some scouts are bodnign very well," Principal Hank commented.

"Oh, uhm, it was nothing. I mean, uhm, yeah, I was settling things with him, sir, not in uhm, that way," she tried to hold herself through.

"Good to know," Principal Hank responded.

"Sir uhm, Me and Mamie have made the documents for the ceremony," she said.

"I am glad to hear that, you can come in, now," Principal Hank welcomed. "You are a noble scout, Wilkes, you may come in, join us with the meeting?"

"Uhm, no thank you, sir,"

"Nah, it is my pleasure," he welcomed. "Isn't being a part of the Eagle Scout's what you wanted?"

Wilkes responded, "Well, I still have a long and honest way to go, thank you for understanding... sir."

Faka and his friends finally got to see Colvin at the club.

"Hey, Colvin, we was wondering when you come out," Faka gave the handshakes

"Nah, the supervisor is arriving late today for some reason, bro," Colvin said. "I'll have another at 5."

"So," Faka said. "This is the Scout Academy?"

"It is," Colvin said. "First time, eh?"

"It is quite bigger than Shitfucker," Faka said.

"Yeah. But all that, I am glad the war is over," Colvin said. "How's Bester?"

"Annoying, but, we are getting there," Faka said. "Bester's said he is willing to bring his ultimate PS3 to the house, and play COD: Ghosts, he said."