Missing Streams

Protection - 31

"Listen up, kids. I'm your teacher now." Pharlain sneered at us, but seemed to focus on Scar. I mean, it was kind of Scar's fault Wexler had a psychotic breakdown. By that logic it was also Xavier's fault, and I didn't see him getting any rotten looks.

Well, he did get strangled.

"We have some issues to address." Pharlain smirked, "Well, one issue. It's our local carpet muncher."

I guessed she didn't know Scarlet had a girlfriend until that day, and I supposed it wasn't a good time to point out that Scar was actually bisexual.

If Scarlet was offended, she didn't show it. In fact, this was probably the first time she wasn't poissing off Pharlain. Maybe that was a good idea.

"Have anything to say for yourself?" Pharlain took another step towards Scarlet, and I saw anger in both their eyes.

"Girls can like girls and boys can like boys. Girls can have pensises and boys can have vaginas." She cracked a shit eating grin, "Should I add anything else?"

"No, I think that's plenty." It took a split second for Pharlain to wind back her arm and punch Scarlet in the gut.

Scarlet stumbled back from the hit, but managed to keep on her feet. Everyone except for Pharlain was utterly shocked, even Scar was speechless.

"You're pretty tough, faggot. You're lucky, 'cause you'll need that starting today." Pharlain stepped closer yet to Scar, who stared her right in the eyes.

Scarlet opened her mouth, then closed it. She knew it was better to stay quiet.

"I'm glad you're learning." Pharlain turned to address the rest of us, "We're going to start a new activity today. I think you'll like it."

***

We did not like it.

Not that I actually expected such a thing. Pharlain was quick to put us on teams - Scar and myself versus the other three. That wimpy kid was still pretty wimpy, so he probably didn't pose much of a threat.

Then again, I didn't pose much of a threat either. That left Scar versus Xavier and his lackey, who both had more than their fair share of muscle.

"Alright, I gave you the instructions, so let's get started." Pharlain nodded to the opposing team, "Smith, your side starts."

Xavier Smith, huh.

Now this game was pretty simple. It was a form of dodgeball, as Pharlain explained, where the sides took turns throwing balls.

Except we played with baseballs. No big deal, just the things that give people concussions if they don't have helmets.

And we didn't have helmets.

All three of the boys across from us held baseballs, and they were aiming to kill. Probably aiming to kill Scar at that.

I wasn't going to rely on that though.

Years of dancing had given me decent agility, and I was relying on that to dodge anything that came at me. That or just hit the floor as soon as something came at me.

Both options seemed like good plans.

"On the count of three." Pharlain grinned, crossing her arms. Scar was immediately ready, and I tried to follow.

"Three!" I wasn't fast enough.

I barely even saw anything happen, when suddenly my knee hurt.

So did my hand.