The paradox genius

Chapter 3,

I pulled a small rubber ball from my pocket, creeping around the ground that had gathered to see Jack get the crap knocked out of him. I looked at the bully that had decided to take his wrath out on Jake. Anthony Craven, the bane of my existence, my friends too, he had always been a problem for Jack and Brenda, but I had always been able to avoid him, mostly due to the fact that I have been in karate for the past few years. Moving around to the front of the crowd, I did some quick calculations in my head about where I could throw this ball to resolve the conflict as fast as possible. Satisfied with my calculations, I put the ball into position to throw. I hesitated for a second, Anthony's Dad was a business executive at the school board, he could possibly get me expelled or worse. Not if Anthony didn't know what hit him. I threw the ball, time seemed to slow down for a second, the ball sailing through the air towards the base of Anthony's neck. Time sped back up as it connected, dropping him without a single sound. I moved to help Jake up from the floor, pulling him up with one hand. I pulled him out of the now dispersing crowd, who were whispering about the mysterious red ball, which I had stopped to pick up. "Thanks man, you saved my sorry butt", Jake said walking beside me towards homeroom. I picked up my bag from where it had been put down and now examined the red rubber ball I held in my hands, there was nothing special about it, just a regular rubber ball that you could buy at the store for a buck. I pocketed the ball as we walked into homeroom, which was computer design one. Seeing Brenda waving at us from the back, we quickly made our way to where she was waiting for us, next to two empty seats. As we sat down, Brenda asked where we had been, and I have her the explanation. She laughed, and simply replied"well I'll member to always keep a rubber ball ready. The bell rang overhead, signaling the beginning of class. I sighed, this was going to be a long and relatively boring day.

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The day passed, and I wasn't challenged by any of the teachers, finishing the work they assigned by the first ten minutes. I should be in eleventh grade,mabey even college, everyone thinks so. All the kids want a peice of me, but I won't give it to em, mostly cause they just want their homework done. I have also had multiple letters from colleges, despite never sending an aplicalton. My mind tended to work on a much higher level than everyone else, and I don't know why, my iq borders on 217, (self tested of course). I mulled over these things in my mind as I whisper through assignments that were not up to par with my level of thinking. At lunch we ( me Jack and Brenda,) discussed the new teacher that was coming to the school, we each had him in last period, he was here to replace the last teacher, who had died unexpectedly. "What do you think he'll be like", Jake asked, devouring his lunch. "I dunno," I said,"probably the stuck up type that drives kids to death and teaches the class in a different dynamic than the last teacher". "You know, you are probably one hundred percent right, and there's nothing I can do about it", he said pointing a fork at me while he spoke,"thats fine though, at least I'm better at sports". "Ill make you eat those words I said", wondering when to tell him that karate was a sport. Brenda said nothing, she was absorbed in a book about the human anatomy, I opened my mouth, and decided to let her be, she got angry when her reading time was intruded apon. I sighed and finished my lunch. Seeing as Jack had already walked away.

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The rest of the day passed as normal, up until seventh period, when I went to retrieve my belongings. I walked over to my locker to see it still open from that morning. I sighed as I sifted through to see what was stolen. After a brief check, it appeared that only my decoy flash drive was stolen. I smiled, closing my locker and walking to my last period. Whoever had stolen that flash drive was going to get a big surprise when they plugged it in and their computer messed up completely, while messing up all the other computers in the network, all while playing my favorite song over the loudest device connected. If it was plugged in here at school, I would know who stole it. I walked into the eighth period, class 305, where my friends were waiting for me towards the back of the classroom. I looked towards the teacher to see a man in a very traditional suit, donned in plaid leggings and tweed jacket, with jet black hair and a sharp face, with sharp features and a goatee to. He wore no facial expression, just stood there and observed the students as they walked in, twelve in all. The Class started as the teacher walked towards the front of the classroom, the late afternoon sun shown through the window, casting everything in the room in a dull orange. The teacher began to speak."Hello, I am Mr. Vixen and I shall be your teacher for the remaining of the semesters, I expect the most of my students," he took a breath, straightened his tie and continued. "This class shall revolve around a new topic, the essence and travel of light and matter, I shall expect the most of all of your work, that will be all". He turned back and walked to his desk where he began typing on his computer, obviously in dismissal of his students. That was fine with me , it gave me time to think. This was advanced physics, so the topic was no surprise. But I was now thinking about my locker when suddenly Mr. Vixen jumped up from his chair, obviously startled. His screen had started flashing and blinking I smiled, someone had plugged my flash drive into the schools network. It was just a matter of time...