Parker

Chapter 26

It was after his first class that Parker found himself being escorted back to the conference room. Though this time it was not by Jakeem but by his best friend Zane.

Which did not make him feel any less anxious.

True Zane tended to leave him alone not wanting to discipline his best friend but he could be taking him to the conference room by request of one of the other prefects.

One that would have no problem with whipping his backside.

They walked up to the door which opened. His stomach dropped as he looked into the face of Forest Campbell the head perfect.

"Uh oh." The muscular six foot seventeen year old said. A perverse smiled formed at the edge of his mouth which made his blood run cold. "What happened?" He then stepped into the hallway and looked at Zane. "Catch him talking to Christine?"

"No." Zane answered. "Its something else."

What Parker thought. Why is he bringing me here? What did I do?

"Okay." He said with a nod. He then looked at Parker. "I better not catch you talking to Christine." Forest said with a small smile. "Or I will beat your butt before I turn you over to your father."

"Yes Forest." Parker said in a complaint tone.

"See you around, Parker." Forest then walked off.

"Go in." Zane said and Parker walked in. The door closed behind him causing the knots in his stomach to tighen.

He is not going to spank me is he? Parker questioned. No, no Zane would not do that. He would have the other prefects do it but not to do it himself.

Zane put his hand out. "Give it to me?"

"Give you what?"

"Dont play stupid with me Parker." He said in annoyance. "You know what I am talking about. Now give it to me." He then waved his fingers. "Or do I need to get Forest."

Fear gripped his heart. "No, no please don't." He quickly pulled the note from his pocket and gave it to him.

"Did you read it?" Zane asked.

"No."

"Dont lie to me Parker." Zane said in a stern tone.

"I'm not." Parker said. "I wanted to believe but I was scared." He told him. "Please don't tell my dad."

"Go face the wall." Parker walked over to the wall as he placed the note in his pocket. "Hands on your head." He placed his hands on his head as his body trembled with fear.

Zane walked over to him and pulled his wallet from his pocket. Parker did not react. This was not the first time that Zane helped himself to the contents of his wallet. It was something he had been doing since they was twelve.

Zane pulled out five dollars and then slipped the wallet back into back pocket.

"Dont move from that spot." Zane said firmly and then walked out.

This was not how my day was supposed to go Parker thought.

A few minutes later Zane returned. He placed two cans of soda on the table and then said "Alright you can come out." Parker lowered his hands and then turned to face him. "Have a seat."

Parker sat down and Zane gave him an apologetic look. "I'm sorry to be so hard on you." Zane said as he sat down. "But I rather it be me who is hard you than your dad and his belt."

"Thanks." Parker opened the can and took a drink. "Except its not going to be his belt but the paddle."

Zane winced. "Ow."