Chapter SixteenBell View high school
Sitting in the principal's office Micah shook his leg. They were supposed to be running the cameras to determine who'd stolen his watch.
Hearing the door open as Mr.Reed reentered the office with campus security Micah's head shot up.
"Micah I know you aren't going to be happy with this, but the camera on the hallway your locker is on doesn't work. Meaning we couldn't pull up video on the incident." Mr.Reed said looking at Micah who was turning red in the face.
"Yea kid I'm sorry your stuff was stolen, but I mean who would wear a watch that expensive around school. It was only a matter of time. There's no telling who could have it." The security guard said causing Micah to scoff.
Laughing a little to keep his anger at bay Micah nodded his head. "So y'all telling me basically my shit gone and y'all can't do shit about it right? Watch cost more than y'all yearly salary and all y'all can say is sorry?"
"There isn't much we can go on Micah. What do you want me to do stop classes and give pat downs to every student?"
"Yes, that's exactly what y'all need to do." Micah said looking at him crazy.
"There's too many students for that, but we will definitely look into it. Stealing is grounds for expulsion at Bell View." Mr.Reed said trying to assure Micah he would handle it.
Standing up and dusting off his pants Micah pressed his lips together. "You know what? Don't even stress about it. Imma handle it. I'll get it back trust and believe that." He said before pulling the office door open and slamming it on his way out.
If they weren't going to check people and do pat downs Micah would do it himself. Everybody was guilty in his eyes.
So for the rest of the day he stood in the hallway emptying people's backpacks and patting them down. He was going to find his damn watch.
"Aye niggas come here." Micah said to a group of freshman walking down the hallway toward their lockers who looked sneaky.
"What you want man? I thought you couldn't talk." The ring leader said.
"That's what you get for thinking. Y'all seen anybody fucking with my locker?" Micah asked squinting his eyes.
Lucky for them he'd taken his medication and was able to be rational at the moment.
"Nah." The boy who's name was Nick said. "Y'all seen something?" He asked his other two friends Sean and DJ.
"I seen that football player standing by it before class started, but I ain't see him go in it." Sean said causing Micah to nod.
"A'ight." Micah said leaving them standing there as he made his way out the school.
Walking toward his car Micah stopped in his tracks seeing the red paint splattered across the hood. Pacing his breathing Micah nodded his head vigorously while pacing back and forth.
Holding his fist to his mouth he tried to make sure he wasn't tripping.
"Not only did he steal my watch, but he fucked with my car too?" Micah asked himself aloud making sure he'd gotten it right.
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Twisted
FanfictionMicah Grayson has had a dark cloud over him since the day he was born. His parents said he was their bad luck. After getting himself into a slew of trouble over the years he wounded up in a mental health facility for his ongoing problematic behavior...