Misplaced

Stuck

In class, Kevin constantly felt the need to go out. He couldn't help but feel sweaty as he hadn't gotten to anyone in an hour and the pressure was getting to him. Staring, looking at the teacher as he speaks and counting every second of the clock. Break time seemed so far a long time.

Kevin: "Excuse me, sir!"

Albert: Yes, Kevin. What is it?

Kevin: May I be excused, please?

Albert: You've barely been here for an hour and you want to be excused. If I must ask, what is it that you want to go do?

Kevin: I think that conversation should be best left with me and the bathroom. She's a jealous lover and hates it when I share our secret out in the open.

The class burst into laughter. Kevin seemed to be causing a lot of commotion and disrupting the rest of the class with Mr Albert speaking to himself in a low tone with his hand covering his face.

Albert: How I hate this class. Lord please come take me away. Shoot me. Kevin, you can go. Go do whatever you like. For the love of whatever hole you crept out of, go!

Kevin: Now that wasn't so hard, was it? I'll see you…never.

Roaming the hallway like a predator looking for a prey, Kevin was determined to find an unsuspecting victim that he could prey upon. He couldn't control his itch. Eyes red and twitching his neck, he spoke,

Kevin: Gotta bully. Need to bully. Lord please I need this daily bread so bad. Just send one person. One. I'm not asking for much. One for now will be okay. Let him be chubby so I don't have to chase. Remember what happened last week with that skinny ass…sorry. I didn't mean to swear but that nigga could…sorry also for using the 'N' word. But you gotta understand with me. It's so much work chasing down a skinny prey. They run faster than a bullet. All I need is just one chubby person with pocket money and maybe lunch. Burger and or maybe some grilled cheese sandwich won't be bad. I know I don't pray that often but now you have me here. I'm keeping the hallway safe and touching lives. Literally. Just gimme a sign. I'll be in the toilet waiting for your gift. Amen.

In the toilet, Kevin brought out his smartphone to kill time while waiting for his sacrificial lamb to waltz in. He opens the bully group chat.

Kevin: Products aren't really moving today. What's going on?

Rudolph: I've been at the parking lot waiting and no show.

Kevin: Me, toilet.

Rudolph: Eww! What are you doing there? Taking a dump?

Kevin: Not exactly. I'm waiting on one. A kid must use the bathroom.

Jimmy: Hello.

Rudolph: Jimmy! Where have you been?

Jimmy: In class. Got out yesterday and we were forced to be good boys. I swear here sucks more than being in detention.

Kevin: Welcome back bro. The hustle wasn't actually same without you guys. Would have come visit but I heard about it this morning. How long do you guys have before you get out?

Jimmy: Well, maybe next week depending on my parole officer.

Rudolph: Where is Mccarthy? He out too?

Jimmy: Yeah. We got out together but he's home sick. I guess prison life ain't for the faint hearted.

Alex: ???.

Kevin: True talk. I remember my days in detention. Wasn't a funny experience. I got involved with some goody-nerds, joined the US army, went to war and back. I even have tattoos to show.

Rudolph: Shut your ass up, Kevin. I was there with you. No such thing ever happened. Don't believe what Kevin be saying. Matter of fact, don't believe anything coming from someone who has his butt cheek on a toilet. All those chlorine and bleech probably be getting to him right now.

Alex: ???. Well, I just want to remind you guys that the state bully convention will be taking place next week. All top bullies from each school are expected to be there. As always, there will be a lot to learn from top shot A-rated bullies in the game.

Jimmy: What is the exact date?

Alex: Friday next week. All bullies are expected to bring their A-game and be on their worst behaviors.

Kevin: I'm definitely there. Hold on guys. I think I hear someone just walked in. BRB.