Beyond Gods 2 Black Haired Girl

"I will talk to Miss Buchiemnicka," said a grey haired man in his late 50s wearing blue thick framed gla.s.ses as he leaned back on his seat. He sat in a small room behind an office desk. On the other side of grey haired man's office desk, sat Johan.

"Thank you Mr Princ.i.p.al," said Johan. "It was my first time being late to cla.s.s this semester and I feel that kicking me out of cla.s.s and publicly ridiculing me for a situation I couldn't control is detrimental to my learning experience."

"Please understand that while Miss Buchiemnicka may have come off wrong," answered the principle calmly. "She does have your best long term interests in mind. She takes her job seriously. She has been teaching with us for over ten years."

"Yes," said Johan.

"Is there anything else you would like to discuss?," asked the Princ.i.p.al.

"No," said Johan.

"Alright," said the Princ.i.p.al. "If that is all, we will conclude our meeting here. I'll talk to Buchiemnicka first thing tomorrow morning."

"Thank you Sir," said Johan with a smile.

The Princ.i.p.al reached over his desk and shook Johan's hand said, "Take care and remember to study hard. It will open doors and make the rest of your life a whole lot easier. Also, be kind to strangers and your fellow man ... and animal. Kindness spreads! Represent our school well!"

Johan nodded and left the Princ.i.p.al's office, closing the door behind him.

Outside the room Johan saw a beautiful young girl with curly black hair sitting with a cold pad over her eye. Her school uniform outlined her attractive feminine figure making Johan blush and glace away.

A woman's screech came from the vice princ.i.p.als closed office next to the princ.i.p.al's room. The receptionist quietly typed away on her computer, as if she'd heard nothing. Johan mustered up his courage staring at the girl with the cold pad, and asked her, "What happened to you?"

"Huh!?, Me?," said the girl looking at Johan and pointing to herself surprised.

Johan nodded, blus.h.i.+ng a bit. With the girl looking back, Johan realised that she was even prettier than his initial impression of her.

The young girl frowned, and said, "Some crazy kids were going around punching random people in the face. They called it 'high school initiation'. I am not even in Grade 9! I'm a senior! I just transferred here. I graduate this year!"

"This school is nuts," said Johan. "But, you get used to it. If they are not spreading rumors, they are starting trouble. You have to stand your ground. Hitting people? That is just plain wrong. To think that this non-sense still happening in this day and age. If you get hit, you hit back harder. Then they'll back off. This is ridiculous."

"This is just like my old school," said the girl. "I thought I'd left that behind."

"If they had done something like that in front of me," said Johan balling up his hand into a fist. "I'd show them a thing or two. Thugs like that have to be taught a lesson."

Johan stuck out his chest, trying to look impressive to the girl.

The girl let out a laugh, groaned, and then said, "Don't make me laugh, it hurts too much. I haven't gotten used to being punched in the face yet and I got work tonight."

"Don't worry," said Johan rolling up his sleeve. "If I find 'em, I'll clock em one for you."

The office receptionist looked up from her computer at Johan and said, "Don't you have somewhere you have to be at the moment? This isn't a flirting lounge, get moving."

Johan and the girl's face turned red.

"Nice talking to you," said Johan to the girl. "Guess I am getting kicked out ..."

The girl smiled at Johan and saluted him off with her hand as Johan walked out of the office.

"Lates!," said the girl.

Johan walked into the library whistling happily and walking with exaggerated steps because he'd just met a new attractive girl and had the guts to speak to her.

[Maybe she'll be my future girlfriend or wife,] thought Johan. [I'm going to brag to Chuck and Larry about this.]

Johan got to the library and saw that Chuck and Larry were no longer in the library.

He went to the librarian who was sitting behind a counter table and asked, "Did you see the two guys that were sitting at that table over there? Do you know where they went?"

The gray haired librarian looked up at Johan through her thick framed gla.s.sed from a book she was reading and said in an annoyed voice, "So many people pa.s.s through this library. Do you truly expect me to remember all of them?"

Johan frowned and backed away from her and said, "Geeze, I was only asking a question."

"and my answer was no," growled the librarian. "I didn't see them."

"Then I guess I'll go and wait outside my next cla.s.s-," said Johan raising an eyebrow. "What is with the school staff today?"

"You do that," said the librarian looking back down at her book. "some of us have real jobs and responsibilities to attend to."

Johan left the library and walked to his next cla.s.s and saw door was closed. Luckily, this time, he was early. A skinny blond haired teenager was sitting next to the door.

"Hey Johan. How's it going?," said the blond teenager.

"It is going good Daniel. How's it going with you?," said Johan.

"Not bad, I heard what happened to you in Buchiemnicka's cla.s.s."

"Word travels fast," said Johan.

"I overheard Kira and Luke talking about it. They have this cla.s.s also right?"

"What!? … how did they hear about that? I got kicked out of cla.s.s only forty minutes ago."

"I dunno. They like to gossip."

"Whatever, they are smucks. I complained to the Princ.i.p.al about Buckiemnicka."

"Really? It is about time. She is on her high horse. She thinks she can treat people like slaves and get away with it."

"Not me. She remember my name for years to come as Johan, the first student to stand their ground against her."

The end of cla.s.s bell began to ring.

Daniel got up and said, "It seems kinda early for the bell. We still have like ten minutes till this period ended."

A teacher came out of the cla.s.s and said, "Fire alarm. Proceed to the exit in an organized fas.h.i.+on."

Johan shrugged and said, "They should really make the bells for a fire and cla.s.s ending sound different."

"They don't have enough money. All the money goes into the teacher's salaries. Better paid teachers equals better teaching apparently," said Daniel.

"You'd think they'd be satisfied with a yearly three month vacation. Clearly, with Ms B, the increased salary is not working. Either way, I guess that is all for today. I doubt they'll resume cla.s.s with it being so close to last period."

"You playing hooky?," said Daniel.

"Yeah," said Johan, "I am going to go home and play some video games. Especially, after a day like today. Not something I'd usually do, but hey, Ms B humiliated me in front of everyone, I have every reason to feel under the weather."

Daniel nodded understandably and said, "I guess I'll see you later Johan! It is just a bad day, tomorrow can't be any worse, right?"

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

"It is just a bad day, tomorrow can't be any worse, right? …," often comments like this in our everyday life, are omens of future events.

Coincidence? ... or is this a hint of things to come?