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 Come here Tommy!  (40 ratings)by C. Aguilar Page 2 of 3 The class seemed to be shifting in their seats like Mr. Muir pronounced a death
sentence. A few were actually praying. Not for him not to pick them. But asking
for protection and forgiveness of their sins. A few tried to comfort and
reassure others. "Mr. Muir if it troubles the students that much I’ll accompany the boy." Mr. Robins said at last. Then a voice came out of nowhere. "Don’t worry I’ll go with you two. You’re that superintendent that was supposed to visit right?" A middle aged man in a blue jeans and a white shirt said, while he leaned on the door frame. "Who are you the electrician?" Mr. Robins asked. "No I’m Barry the janitor. Tommy is the electrician" The surly man said. Mr. Robins smiled. The first person he met without false kindness or being afraid. The fearful young man got up and followed Mr. Robins and Barry. When they reached the bathroom the youth quivered but asked if they could wait outside. Mr. Robins agreed not knowing why he had to ask. Barry eyed the yo uth weirdly, but agreed anyway. While waiting in the hall Mr. Robins thought he would take this opportunity to get some answers. "Barry why are there usual substitutes and a permanent electrician?" Mr. Robins quiered. "A lot teachers call in sick and the kids depend on stability. A new sub would probably give them all heart attacks. As for the electric guy, aren’t there ones in every school?" Barry explained. "Wait a minute, stability is important in a growing minds .But why would anyone freak out if they saw a new teacher?" Mr. Robins still dind’t understand. "Not to change the subject, but do you think we should check on that guy. I mean he’s taking to long. I’m afraid he’s a little suicidal. Mainly because anyone willing to use our bathrooms especially alone, must be tired of living." Barry sighed. "What are you trying to say?" Mr. Robins demanded. "I’m saying I’m going to try and save a life!" Barry exclaimed! After saying that, Barry ran into the bathroom. He ignored th e urinals and headed straight to the stalls. He kicked open each stall to find which one the kid was in. Mr. Robins was about to pull Barry away until he saw the horror. The kid started laughing after being discovered. One of his arms was ripped off from the elbow. Blood was all over the stump, and still leaking. "It said no more parents or homework troubles. No more cruel coach either." The youth giggled. Mr. Robins covered his mouth and ran to another stall to vomit. He heard Barry cussing the boy out and demanding to know where his arm was. Mr. Robins got off his knees and started walking back to the two. "I said where is it!" Barry yelled! "If I tell you will let it pull more?" The kid chuckled. "Pull? Come on superintendent! We got to get outside to the quad!" Barry shouted! Barry pulled some suspicious looking pliers out of his pocket. The kid looked sad after seeing them. "What’s going on Barry?" Mr. Robins demanded! "No time to explain!" Barry said grabbing Mr. Rob in’s arm. Barry and Mr. Robins ran out to the quad. A few table benches, a grass patch, drinking fountains, and the entrance to a cafeteria was ahead. That and giant arm protruding out of the ground. The arm was from the elbow up and had a barb wire with a hook latched on. Mr. Robins felt as if his eyes would leave his sockets. His mouth dropped open and he was unable to speak. Barry just looked annoyed and approached the thing. "Nefarious what the hell are you doing? You know we have a superintendent visiting us today!" Barry yelled. Copyright © 1999, 2000, 2001 C. Aguilar, sffworld.com. All rights reserved. No part of this may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the author. The author has submitted the work in accordance with and in agreement with the following Submission Guidelines. |
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