Short Story: So…I accidentally kidnapped my teacher part 6

“How stupid do you think I am?” Sharlene said, her arms crossed, her expression bored.

“Look Shar, I’m really erm –”

Sharlene suddenly pushed the door forward with such force that all three boys suddenly fell back.

“O you look really sick.” Sharlene said sarcastically as she glanced at them all. She stepped over the threshold and closed the door behind her.

“Look I get it, parents out, so you’re having a party, I don’t care, but my parents start asking me questions if I go back home now, you guys can get back to whatever you were doing. I’ll hang out in the kitchen for an hour, everyone wins.”

“Actually, not everyone wins, we don’t want you here.” Jamal said. “So get moving Shiner.”

“Last I checked this was George’s house, George?” Sharlene said expectantly.

George sighed, he liked Sharlene he really did, but at times she didn’t help herself, no one really liked her at school, and even though she insisted that’s how she liked it, George knew she didn’t, he liked her, but he really needed Jamal’s help and he didn’t want to drag someone else into his criminal activities especially someone he liked.

“Look Shar, I do want you to stay but –”

“Then it’s settled, I’ll be in the kitchen.” She said before turning and walking towards the kitchen.

“I don’t like her.” Jamal said staring after Sharlene with a look of disgust.

“She’s not that bad.” George defended half-heartedly.

Jamal narrowed his eyes, then shrugged as they all walked towards the living room.

“Andrew, this butter looks disgusting, can you get rid of it, I would touch it but I don’t want to catch anything – o and George why is Miss Levy’s bag here?” Sharlene said from the kitchen.

All three boys stopped and looked at each other.

“Tell her to leave right now!” Jamal mouthed.

George, his heart racing looked up, just as Sharlene came into the hallway, holding Miss Levy’s black bag.

“How do you know whose bag that is?” Jamal said coolly.

Sharlene gave him a bored look. “Her initials genius,” she turned the bag around where the letters, EL were itched into the bag in gold. “Her first name is Elizabeth.”

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Short Story: So…I accidentally kidnapped my teacher Part 3

George hesitated. “Erm, well, what happened was…erm…” George paused as his friends waited expectantly, he didn’t know if calling them had been the best idea, he had wanted Jamal to know, so they could both work out what to do, if anyone could talk themselves out of something it was Jamal, he never got in any trouble even though he was probably the naughtiest kid in class. Having Drew here complicated things, Drew wasn’t stupid, he just wasn’t very smart, he was getting picked on really badly before he became friends with Jamal, who had told everyone to leave Drew alone, and no one went against Jamal.

“Say it already George, I’m getting bored, and I have to go home soon.” Jamal said, he was leaning against the sofa, his concentration on his phone.

Drew was right beside him, he looked like he was trying to copy Jamal’s casual stance but was failing, because his trainers kept slipping on the polished floor.

“I accidently kidnapped someone.” George blurted out.

There was a long moment of silence, Jamal looked up from his phone his face frozen in shock, Drew was looking from George to Jamal, his face contorted in concentration, as though he was trying to work out a difficult math problem.

“Isn’t that illegal?” Drew said, breaking the silence.

George was about to respond when Jamal exclaimed.

“You did what? You kidnapped someone? How do you accidently kidnap someone, you can’t accidently kidnap someone? I don’t…” Jamal trailed off as his face froze in shock again.

“It was an accident!” George complained.

“How?! How the hell do you kidnap someone by accident?! The whole point of kidnap is doing it on purpose.” Jamal paused again and he began to run his hands through his curly hair.

Short Story: Cyber’s Ghost Part Eleven

Jared was really going to miss this connection. The feeling of being connected to everything was addictive, and if was really going to stop using his powers after this, he was going to have to go cold turkey. The connection was never really severed, so when he wanted to connect, it was barely a thought in his mind.
Tanisha’s laptop was already at the forefront of his mind.

Jared could hear Jade breathing beside him, she wasn’t happy and didn’t even look vindictive, just determined, that more than anything assured his conscious that they were doing the right thing.

Tanisha was on her Facebook, uploading a selfie she had just taken.

“She’s pretty.” Jade said surprised.

Jared raised his eyebrow.

She shrugged. “I can’t understand why she is jealous.”

“It’s not just about looks, Salma is popular, that’s why Tanisha hates her.”

“So because of that Tanisha thinks Salma should kill herself?” Jade said looking at the picture Tanisha was still uploading with disgust.

“Teach her a lesson.” Jade said, narrowing her eyes.

Jared took control of Tanisha’s laptop with an ease that both; thrilled and terrified him. He pulled up the pictures Jade had taken of Salma at the hospital whiles he cancelled Tanisha’s upload. He then bombarded Tanisha’s laptop with the images; he turned on her webcam, and placed it on a separate monitor. They watched her as she jumped back.
Jared kept the stream up, as Tanisha tried to turn off her laptop, but Jared bypassed the command easily. Tanisha backed up, her face so fearful that Jared felt a twinge of regret. But before he felt too bad, he began typing.

Salma Sinclair, 12 years old, on suicide watch because of your words.

Do you want to be a murderer?

Tanisha Parson’s?

Do you want to be a murderer?

Stop writing hate. If you have nothing good to say, don’t say anything!

Jared bombarded her with more pictures.

Tanisha had backed up to the wall, staring at the screen in horror.

Short Story: Cyber’s Ghost Part Nine

Jared hovered outside Jade’s bedroom.

“What did you find?” Jade said eagerly, as she looked up at him.

She was stood behind her wardrobe putting some of her clothes in her suitcase, school was starting soon, and she was leaving soon. Jared hated it when she left, the house always felt quieter, with just him and his Mum.

“It’s difficult Jade,” Jared said slowly.

Jade frowned, “What do you mean? Did you find him?” She said, closing the wardrobe door and coming to sit on her bed.

Jared closed the door and walked towards her.

“I’ve found her,” Jared corrected.

Jade’s mouth dropped open.

“I knew it! I knew you could do it!” She said breathlessly. “Justice! Finally!”

“Jade listen to me,” He said seriously. “We can’t tell anyone, people would ask too many questions.”

Jade nodded, but her eyes where too bright, too excited.

“Swear it Jade.” Jared said firmly.

“I swear.” She said her brow furrowing. “What’s wrong? What did you find?”

“Her name is Tanisha, she just lives in Chalk Farm –”

“O my God, that’s not far from here!” Jade said, looking out the window, as though Tanisha would pop up.

“J? What did you find?” Jade said again, her face serious.

“She’s had a really rough childhood –”

“So?!” Jade burst out. “I always hear that excuse at school from the teachers, the bullies are having a hard time at school or at home, well do you know what, so is everyone!” Jade said she was screaming now, tears in her eyes.

“Jade shush!” Jared said standing; he really didn’t want his Mum to come in.

“No! Why are you making excuse, you know I used to get bullied!” She said wiping her eyes. “People always make excuses for bullies, rewarding them when they act like how they are supposed to be acting in the first place! Hard times should not be an excuse for bad behaviour!”

“I know that,” he said hugging his sister. “I’m just saying we have to be cautious, in our punishment.”

“They should get punished the same as everyone else.” Jade said still wiping her eyes.

“Can I tell you about her, and if you still want to punish her harshly then we can okay?” He said slowly.

Jade stepped out of his embrace. “Okay.” She said softly.