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the Michael Collins' Anthology
Warning: This story contains frank discussions of a sexually
explicit nature, and is intended for mature audiences only.
Disclaimer: The persons depicted in this story are entirely
fictional. Any similarities are completely coincidental.
References to actual places, companies, or organizations are used
strictly for artistic reference to provide realism. In other
words, none of this is true.
Copyright (c) 1999-2001 CyberCzar. You may download this story
for your own personal use; but please don't share it with anyone.
If you think someone else might be interested in this story,
please forward their request to me.
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School
The next morning, the doorbell rang again at the Collins' house.
Much to everyone's surprise, it was Matthew who had already
picked up Danny, and had stopped by to take Chip and Becky to
school.
"Is that Danny in the car?" Julie asked him, waiting for Chip and
Becky to hurriedly get ready.
"Yeah, go figure." he said.
"So you two are friends, now?"
"I wouldn't quite call it a friendship, yet. More like a
professional acquaintence."
"You're a trip." she said, yelling again for Chip and Becky to
hurry.
The two droids rushed to the doorway, backpacks in hand, and got
in Matthew's car.
Danny let the rear-door open for Becky, to sit in the back with
him, while Chip rode shotgun this time.
As the four got to the school, and walked up the sidewalk, Chip
noticed Amy, from the bus yesterday, waving to him as they
approached.
"Hi, Chip!" she said all bubbly. "I missed you on the bus this
morning."
"Matthew Dawson gave us a ride."
"Matthew?" she started to say, but before she could finish her
sentence, Chip interrupted.
"Not a word about his sexuality." he imparted.
"Uh, ok. You're not, are you?"
"Honestly, I don't see everyone's fascination here with everyone
else's sexuality. No, I am not homosexual."
"Cool!" she said, bouncing. "Want to go out Friday night?"
"Where?"
They continued to walk into the school, and to their respective
classes.
"I figured we'd catch a movie at Northpoint or something."
"I'll let you know tomorrow."
Chip and Becky made it through English class unscathed and with
little exciting happening. Dr. Lawson gave the class some
homework to read a poem by Walt Whitman and describe its meaning.
Algebra was pretty exciting for the two, or rather the five
minutes immediately preceding it was. One of the students got
into a fight with another outside the hall, and as Miss Cutts
went to break it up, she got punched in the face.
The rest of the period was spent with the entire class chaperoned
by the school's police officer on duty, who said and did nothing.
One of the students was vocal about his confusion at the officer
being present in the room since none of the students present were
party to the altercation.
Third period was Chemistry, and was also fairly uneventful. The
teacher began reviewing the Periodic Table of Elements with the
class, but the topic of the under-talk throughout the class was
that of the altercation with the teacher earlier.
Between third and fourth period, was the Carson twin's scheduled
lunch. Having no need for food, the twins found an empty table
and were reviewing their poetry assignment from English.
When Danny exited the lunch line, he noticed the twins and came
over to join them. Matthew was not far behind Danny in line, and
came over and asked if he could join them, too; which noone
objected.
About five minutes later, one of the Junior Varsity football
players and his crew, noticed Matthew Dawson enjoying himself,
and the company of those he was with, and came over to start
trouble.
Instructed to avoid altercations, Chip and Becky didn't do
anything when Ronny Palmer struck the back of Matthew's head with
his hand. "How's it going, faggot."
"Back off!" Danny said, pushing his chair back and standing up.
"Danny-boy, whacha doin' hanging around with these faggots?"
"Other than Matt, none of us here are gay, Ronny, as if it's any
of your business, he's our friend. You got a problem with that?"
"Yeah, I do, queer lover. I'll see you after school."
"What are you going to do?" Becky said as Ronny walked off.
"I'll have to fight him."
Becky called Chip's cell-modem from hers so the two could talk
privately.
BECKY: CHIP, WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING.
CHIP: I KNOW. I'M NOT SURE WHAT WE CAN DO, THOUGH.
BECKY: I HAVE AN IDEA! HANG ON...
Becky disconnected the call, and proceeded to call the school's
main number.
In the computer synthesized voice which was used when she made a
voice call on the modem, she spoke with the woman on the phone.
"Alpharetta High, how may I direct your call." the woman said on
the other end.
"Hello. Please connect me with your school's resource officer."
she said, electronically.
A few seconds later, a page was heard through all the speakers in
the school. "Officer Dooley, please come to the office for a
telephone call."
"Becky," Chip said quietly. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing! Honest!" she said with a grin.
Back to the cell-call, "This is Officer Dooley, how may I help
you?"
Becky replied in her electronic voice, "This is an automated
message. You are hereby informed that an altercation is planned
to take place on your school's property this afternoon after
school. An electronic recording was made of the threat and as an
officer of the peace, you are required to act and prevent any
such altercation from occurring. Press 1 to hear the recording."
Like a moron, the officer pressed the number 1 key on his
telephone. Becky couldn't help but chuckle when the policeman
actually did press the number, and replayed the recording of
Ronny's and Danny's conversation seconds before:
"Ronny: How's it going, faggot?"
"Danny: Back-off!"
"Ronny: Danny-boy, whacha doin' hanging around with these
faggots?"
"Danny: Other than Matt, none of us here are gay..."
"Ronny: ...I'll see you after school."
In the wake of Columbine, and Matthew Shepherd, school systems
around the country had a zero-tolerance policy when it came to
school violence, and intolerances. Officer Dooley immediately
recognized Ronny's voice after just finishing talking with him
about another incident minutes before he entered the lunchroom.
This telephone call, and the replay of events, was all the
evidence he needed to arrest Ronny Palmer on conspiracy to commit
assault, and charge it as a hate crime.
"I don't think Ronny's going to be there after school today," she
told everyone.
"Why?" Danny said.
"I made a wish."
"Dude, I didn't realize how hard it was for you," Danny told
Matthew. "Fuck, I'm not even gay, and I'm getting
queer-by-association!"
"It's allright. Thanks for sticking up for me."
"Yeah, no sweat."
The remaining periods were uneventful as well, including P.E.
With Coach Hawkins this time.
After PE was over, Chip, Matthew, and Becky walked to the back of
the school where the student parking was at. A moment later,
Danny appeared from another hallway and joined them by Matthew's
car.
"Hey, did you hear?" he said running up to Becky. "Ronny got
arrested today!"
"So there will be no fight?" she replied.
"Nope. Apparently someone overheard his threats to me, and his
comments to us during lunch and turned him in."
"Interesting," Becky said, with a smile.
"So, Dawson, anymore problems with Hawkins today?"
"None at all," he replied, getting in his car.
Chip rode shotgun again, while Danny and Becky shared the
backseat.
On their way home, Danny put his hands onto Becky's. "I really
like you," he said.
"I like you, too," she replied.
"Cool," he said, squeezing her hand, then moving his arm around
her neck.
While they were driving, Chip received a call from Julie on his
cell.
"Chip, Michael and I have to stay late after work for a meeting,
so we're planning on catching dinner and a movie afterwards.
We'll probably be home around 10 or so." she said. "Tell your
sister."
"Ok," he replied, in his electronic voice.
Chip turned around to see Danny slowly moving his head towards
Becky's to give her a kiss and was about to tell her the news
when turned back around. He'd tell her when they got to the
house, he thought, since they'd both be in range to the wireless
ethernet antennas.
"Matt, Danny, do you all want to come over?" he said.
"That'd be cool," Matthew quickly replied.
Muffled, since Danny's lips were affixed to Becky's, he
responded, "Uh, yeah; sure."
They got to Chip's house, and he unlocked the door and let
everyone in. Danny and Becky were no longer kissing, but they
were holding hands as she escorted him inside.
Once inside, Chip sent Becky a page using their wireless ethernet
transceivers:
JULIE CALLED - SHE AND MICHAEL WON'T BE HOME UNTIL AFTER 0300
UTC.
Becky smiled and gave Chip a wink, acknowledging the message. She
and Danny went up to her room, while Chip and Matthew went
downstairs.
Becky's room was no where near as spartan as Chip's. With the
help of Julie, she had transformed the guest bedroom into a
typical teenage girl's room, complete with stuffed animals, and
posters of N'Sync and Backstreet Boys on the wall.
"Cool room," Danny said, plopping himself down on her bed. "You
must really like purple," he commented, pointing to the purple
comforter, pillows, and other items placed neatly throughout the
room.
"Julie helped me decorate it. It's very different from my old
room."
"What was your old room like?" he questioned, pulling Becky down
onto the bed with him.
"White," she said. "Very white, and sterile." making references
to the lab where Chip and Becky spent their entire time before
driving down to Atlanta.
"Your dad sounds like he didn't take good care of you."
"He did! It's just we didn't have a need for anything more at the
time." she replied.
"So what about your mom?"
"We never knew our mom."
"That's so sad. I love my mom very much." Danny replied, putting
his arm on her shoulder.
Becky could hear the sound of the generator starting up
downstairs. She knew it was Chip and probably Matthew using
Michael's servers.
"That's good. I've heard that mothers are very important while
you're growing up."
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