The Odd Life of Tyler Jones: Freshman Year

Am I Really Going To Detention?...

I'm yet in another dream. This time there isn't a monster yelling at me. It's Austin. He's...he's...I can't quite point out what he's doing, but I can see his arm pulling back and thrusting forward. When he stops he points at me, signaling for I'm next. I make a run for it, but he jumps in front of me. He pulls back his big bicep to get ready to make a memorable mark on my face. I actually feel like I'm in the dream now. He thrusts his fist forward pounding my face. I'm screaming in my dream and in real life. I jump up out of my bed. It turns out that the hits were my Labrador slapping my face with his tail to wake me up. I look at my phone to see the time. IT'S 6:45! I'll never be able to be ready for the bus in time! I run to my bathroom to brush my teeth, wash my face, and put gel in my hair to spike up the front. When I look at the clock again, it says that it's...6:59! No, this can't be happening! Mom and dad must not be here...where is Alyssa? Oh, probably at daycare. I run pass my kitchen, but I turn my head to see a note on the fridge door. I'll check it when I get back from school. I think to my self. I open my front door to find the bus leaving my stop. No! Really, are you kidding me? Ugh, I can probably make it if I run...but I haven't ran more than 2 miles since our last track meeting last year, at the school. No, don't doubt yourself, you can make it. As soon as I started to run, Mr. Townsend pulled up. "Do you need a ride, Tyler?"

"Uh, no sir, I was just going to ruin to school." What am I thinking, there's the man, who saved my life yesterday, offering you a ride to school. Take it! "Um, Mr.-"

"John." He corrected me.

  "Uh, yeah, sorry.", I apologized, "Um, John, I would be greatly thankful, if I could ride with you to school." I smile.

                      ***

Once we pull up to the school, I see Austin and his crew. They call themselves...The Trashers, but I call them the Trashies. We passed, staring down at each other. He jumped at me, but I didn't move. Mostly, because Mr. Townsend was right beside me.

The bell rang.

  Time for John's class. I thought to myself smiling again.

"What are you smiling about, fag?" Austin snuck behind me, grabbing my shoulder.

I push his hand off saying, "Um, no reason that you need to know, trashy." I smile walking off, going to class.

Austin comes behind me, slamming me against the locker. Pulled his hand back, like in my dream. But he didn't hit me. The principle, Mr. Johns, Austin's dad, stopped him from throwing a punch. Mr. Johns grabbed his son throwing HIM against a locker telling him to calm himself down. He pushed Austin over to me. "You both will have detention for two weeks every Monday and Friday!", he beckoned at us.

"But, Mr. Johns, sir, I didn't do anything...it was your son who pushed me against a locker. And I have to get back home as soon as possible.", I begged him to let me out.

"Don't you dare, blame this shit on my fucking son, ok!?", Mr. Johns yelled while spitting in my face, "I will fucking kill you, if you talk about my son! Is that clear?"

I choked back from answering.

"Is that clear!?", Mr. Johns yelled.

"Yes, sir.", I staggered.

"Now get your ass to class, both of you!", Mr. Johns determined.

Austin and I ran to Mr. Townsend's class.

                      ***

When class was over, Mr. Townsend called me. Of course, I walk over to his desk. He tells me that I looked worried.

"Oh, it's nothing.", I replied.

"You sure?", he questioned me, while rubbing my back. We walked to his door.

I shivered, "Yeah, I'm fine."

  "Okay, just making sure.", he sounded different. Like he wanted to ask me something. I just couldn't point it out, so I just waved to him, and said that I'll see him afterschool.

I caught up with Ashley, Jessica, and Jennifer. Jennifer asked me, "Where did you just come from?"

  "Mr. Townsend's class."

Ashley remarked, "What did you two lovebirds talk about today?"

"Nothing, he just wanted to ask me if I was okay.", I answered with a snappy attitude, "And we're not lovebirds."

"Sure you aren't in love with Mr. Townsend.", remarked Jessica.

I rolled my eyes, "I'm not!"

  All three of them said, "We saw you coming out of his car."

"What were you doing, giving him a BJ?", Ashley asked.

"A BJ?", I asked feeling stupid, but instead I smile, "What's that?"

"A BJ is a-" She was cut off by the bell. Thank goodness. "I'll tell you at lunch." I gave her my Can't Wait look. And we went to class.

        ***

The bell rang. Finally, it's lunch time. I have to find a way to tell Ashley, Jessica, and Jennifer about detention.

  They walk up behind me, pushing me into the cafeteria. I seen Austin walking towards me. He looked like he was gonna kill me. "Uh, guys let me go back!", I yell panicking. Pushing back.

He walked pass me going to the machine kicking it. I guess he was going to kick my ass, but can't do it because of my friends. So, I guess now is the time to tell them.

"Guys, I'm going to detention today."

They all look at me like I'm gonna die, which I believe I am, if I go to a room by myself with Austin. So, I just skipped lunch today. No one even came after me.

   ***

The last bell rings to signal schools out. Well for everyone besides, Austin and I. We walk together to the detention room on different sides on the hallway as far as possible away from each other.

We get to the room and the first thing I hear him say is, "I'm gonna fuck you up after this. So, you better watch your fucking back, faggot."

I tremble and swallow a big gulp of air down my throat. Thinking to myself, Am I really going to detention on the second day of school?