Here comes trouble

Non illegitimis carborundum 1

"I can only assume you know why you're here?" he asked. It wasn't really a question, more of a statement.

We all looked at each other, feinting innocence.

"Ok, maybe you don't know." the head master said "YOU broke into the school. YOU glued all of the doors shut. YOU filled a net with paint filled water balloons in both the cafe and the gym. YOU greased the hall floor. ANYTHING ELSE?"

"Ermm, sir" I said "what are you talking about?"

"You know perfectly well what I'm talking about. Nice work with the graffiti as well." WHAT WAS THE MATTER WITH THIS MAN!?

"What graffiti, do you mean the stuff that was on the door to your office? I didn't think you would be pleased that someone did that to you?!" I said, not really knowing where this was going. Then Brian walked in. I got out of my chair and walked over to him. Punches were going to fly and I wouldn't be on the receiving end.

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD! YOU SOLD US OUT TO THE FLIPPING EDUCATION SYSTEM! YOU FUCKING THINK IM GONNA LET YOU GE AWAY WITH THIS? DID YOU NOT GET THE MESSAGE EARLIER?" I shouted at him, not caring about where I was and who I was with. Becca came over to me and whispered in y ear "Non illegitimis carborundum". WTF!

"WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?" I asked, still shouting my head off.

"Don't let the bastards grind you down. It's latin. It don't mean grind as in grinding, it means grind as in wear away." she said, calmly. She was so right, Non illegitimis carborundum, that was going to be my new saying.

"Non illegitimis carborundum" I whispered "thanks Becs."

I went an sat back down and calmed down a lot more.

"Anything else you want to say?" the head asked me.

"WHY?" I shouted at him.

He shrugged, "The police are listening to your every word. I also happen to know you did the graffiti and everything else. My nephew recorded your conversations and video taped you doing it. You are BUSTED!" he said with a satisfied grin. I so wanted to wipe that smug smirk off of his face but Rosie grabbed me before I could.

"He actually is on the phone to the police." she whispered to me "I saw him dial the number. He's got every word you said Clara. Shut up! Talk later after we know what laws we SUPPOSEDLY broke!". She shouted the word supposedly because she knew the police could hear every word she was saying, no matter how quietly she said it. Brian started talking but a warning glance from everyone made me stay seated and not break his nose.

"She threatened me! She said she was going to kill me!" he sobbed "She said that I had to leave town or she would kill me! She beat me up with the rest of her little gang. Half of them held me while the others hit me. It was terrifying! I could have got away if it was one on one but she wouldn't have the guts to take me on alone." he was still sobbing and this time, when I tried to get up, the others didn't even try to stop me. I went over to him.

"What did you just say,you little pussy?" I asked him. "Did you think I wouldn't beat you up if I was alone. You are deranged! I would kick your ass right here right now, if I didn't think your uncle would have me arrested if I laid a finger on you in front of him. Don't think I don't know your game. You think you play it well? Lemme tell you that I play it ten times better than you. I've been playing since I was born." I went and sat back down and just glared at the head. What a bastard. I was trying not to lash out at him but I could only contain it by repeating hat Becca had said to me over and over, in a whisper, so the others could hear me too.

'Non illegitimis carborundum'

'Non illegitimis carborundum'

'Non illegitimis carborundum'

George had been really calm so I looked at him. Denny and James were the only things stopping him ripping the headmasters head off. LITERALLY! Denny was holding him back and James was tying his tie around his mouth do that he didn't start shouting. Then James helped Denny pin him up against the wall so that he couldn't get away and, I don't know, KILL THE PAIR OF BASTEREDS STANDING IN FRONT OF HIM! I couldn't say I blamed him, I had basically just 'verbally abused' them. So what are they gonna do? Arrest me? Fat chance! I knew that this wasn't going to end well for us and I thought I had an idea about what was going to happen. They were going to send us to that thing Becca just came away from. We just sat there glaring at each other and then the police walked in, followed by all of out parents.

I thought to my self, 'Remember Clara, Non illegitimis carborundum.'

Yeah, Non illegitimis carborundum.