When I Hacked the Snow Prince

12. The stone to kill two birds

"Ty, can Aaron come over to work on our video game tomorrow after class?" I asked Ty on Sunday night.

"What!" He instantly scoffed in surprise and jumped up from his study where he was writing something. "No way Caroline!"

I expected this reaction.

"Actually Ty.."

He cut me off even before I could even begin. "Seriously Carrie? You just asked me whether you could bring him here?"

"Ty, wait listen. Aaron's parents don't know we are participating in the video game competition. They won't let Aaron participate if he tells them. So, I can't always go to Aaron's house. His parents will get suspicious," I tried to explain.

Today and yesterday afternoon, we worked on our videogame at his home, telling his parents we are working on the chemistry project. We can't keep on telling that excuse. And already Aaron's mother suspects that he is dating me. Today when I went there, it was she who opened the door. Literally she asked me "Are you guys working on the chemistry project or doing something else inside that room?"

"That's not my problem," Ty said nonchalantly. "You do something. You can't bring him into this house! I'll let anyone in, but not Aaron. So, I suggest you better find someone else to be your partner."

I walked out of his room, shutting the door behind harshly. I went to my room and fell back on my bed, thinking what to do. After some time, I drifted off into sleep, without having a way open.

The next morning, Ty made me drive him to school for his basketball practice at 6. Actually, he himself drove while I slept in the passenger seat. He was suddenly reluctant to ask Asher to pick him up. I think something happened between them. He probably asked Asher why he was threatening me to do things and now things are awkward between the best friends.

He woke me up when we reached school and I sheepishly slipped into the driver's seat and drove back home, then slept till 8. I again drove to school at 8:30. I headed a bit early because I had to submit my last week's detention work at the principal's table before class. So, after I parked the car, I quickly rushed to the principal's office with my detention work.

I knocked on the principal's office door and then entered. But there was no one inside the office. So, I walked to the table and placed my detention work neatly there.

"Who is it?" Someone suddenly called from my left. I tilted my head to see the office peon. Actually, he was inside the office. He was in the supply closet attached to the office room, doing something.

"I came to submit my detention work," I said.

"Oh..okay," He nodded and I proceeded to leave. "Or Wait!" he called. "There's still ten minutes for the bell. Can you help me arrange some papers in the supply closet?"

Oh heck! Now I need to help him. Shall I tell some excuse? Or it's better to help the peon and have him by your side. So, I nodded and followed him, opening the two panelled doors leading to the closet.

The closet was filled with racks containing a lot of files and folders. The peon who was a lean elderly man in his forties crouched down on the floor and called me to him. There were lot of small rectangular baskets lying on the floor. Some of the baskets were filled with some kind of notice. And a big bundle of the same notice was sitting nearby.

"Fill these baskets with 40 notices each. It is to be delivered at each classroom," the peon said. I nodded and crouched down on the floor beside him, counting the notice.

The notice was apparently about a film festival happening at some school called St Johns Witalder, next week. I and the peon whose name I came to know as 'Mr. Hunter' talked a little as we sorted the baskets. He was actually a friendly man.

"I'll now go and deliver a few baskets at the left wing. You sort two more baskets and then go to your class," Mr. Hunter said bending up after some time.

"Okay," I nodded smiling. He then took a few baskets and exited the office. Then I was alone inside the room.

I heard the door open and I wondered whether Mr. Hunter forgot something. Then I heard our Principal Mr. Morris' voice. Strangely his voice was so sweet. "Sit down," he said to someone who was with him. I slowly crawled to the door and peeked through the panels to see who it was. I had a gut feeling, it was Asher.

But it wasn't actually Asher. It was a young beautiful woman, probably a teacher. I could see both Mr. Morris and the Miss properly since the supply closet door was parallel to Mr. Morris' desk. Mr. Morris was seated on his swivel chair while the teacher was on the chair opposite to him. I was about to go back to sorting the papers when Mr. Morris said something interesting, so I stayed.

"Actually, there are three other candidates with better qualifications. But Payton, I'll give you the job," that was what Mr Morris said. He then smirked looking at the Miss. Woah!

I instantly fished my phone out of my pocket. I knew what I was gonna do was really risky. But if I could capture this, maybe I could get back nicely at Mr. Morris for giving me detention, believing that bastard Asher's words.

And the thing that is happening here is not fair. He can't give this Madam job when there are three other people with better qualifications. I need to bring this out to the public.

"Thank you, Mr. Morris," Payton said as I tapped on the camera icon on my phone and then clicked to shoot the video through the gap in between the two doors. My hands were shivering and the video was jerking as I was obviously nervous.

"But you know there's always some conditions," Mr. Morris said with his stupid smirk while tapping a pen continuously on his desk. Woah! So Mr. Morris is...

How dare he give Aaron detention for kissing a girl? See what is happening inside his office. I pressed my lips together tightly as Mr. Morris continued.

"You'll have to do something for me in return for giving you this job. You know Payton, what I'm going to do is a bit risky task. Your licensure certificate is fake. And your performance at the interview too wasn't that good."

"I know Mr. Morris. I'm ready to do anything. I need this Job," the young Miss said without any hesitance, smiling actually. Ahh..so she is a slut.

Mr. Morris smiled cheerfully and leaned forward "Hmm..so when can we meet?"

"Whenever you say," she said smirking.

"Today?" Mr. Morris raised his eyebrows whilst grabbing the women's hand and gently caressing it. I almost cringed at that. Doesn't he have a wife? Cheating b***h!

"Okay.." The woman smiled.

"At what time? Are you alone at your apartment?" Mr. Morris asked.

"Yeah, come at 7 PM. I'll prepare dinner," she said.

"Great!" Mr. Principal said and then the bell rang.

"Okay Payton, you may leave now. I have a meeting with the PTA board members. See you at 7. And send me the address. You have my number, right?"

"Yeah, I'll text you, Mr. Morris," she said and stood up from the chair.

"Bye.." Mr. Morris waved smirking. Payton smiled and then turned around, walking out of the office.

I paused my video and slowly moved away from the door without making any sound, while my heart was pounding heavily against my ribs. Soon Mr. Morris stood up from his chair and walked out of the office.

I waited for a few more seconds inside the closet, to calm myself down. Then I stood up and hastily walked out of the closet and out of the principal's office with my phone in my hands, my fingers still shivering.

I went to my first class, History and sat down. I couldn't concentrate. I was thinking about the whole thing that happened in the office. What all things happen at a school?

Also, I was thinking about what to do with the video. How will I bring out Mr. Morris' ugly face to the public? Whom shall I send it to? Or where shall I post it?

Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I'll post it from Asher's Featurefolio account.

It's like killing two birds with a stone. It won't become really bad for Asher. Maybe people would actually appreciate him for the courageous thing he did. But surely Mr. Morris and at least a few of the teachers will hate him. And that's of course what I want. I want to make Mr. Morris turn against Asher.