Heidi And Strathfield Disciplinary School

(This passage is extracted from chapter six of story, and is roughly the first half of the chapter). Over at the Science block, I met my brother Josh who was also confined to the Baddies room – room B22. Josh and his mates, Matt and Brad, were used to B22, as they had incurred hundreds of detentions throughout the term. But for Chantel, Emma and I, it was our first time. Brad was quick to assure us that Mr. Faulkner, our P.E. teacher, was not as strict as Mr. Peters, the vice principal, and that it was not necessary to write all 200 lines. The deal was that we write out the first ten lines, and then pretend to write more each time Mr. Faulkner had re-entered the room. We caught onto the tricks of the trade very fast, and Josh and Matt were still stunned by our presence, and had found it difficult to comprehend that we were one of the baddies. Josh wanted to know what sort of trouble we were in. I kept poking Emma with my elbow to keep it a secret. But Emma could never hold a secret inside of her. She burst out everything from A to Z. ‘Wow! Go Sis. You’re turning into a sick rebel. You’re a champ just like your Bro.’ Josh said aloud. Oh! I wish my parents would share in the same cool reaction. But somehow I was 100 per cent sure they wouldn’t, once Mrs. Watson had informed them of the bad news. I was so nervous from the thought of mum and dad blasting me, that I began to develop butterflies in my stomach. Matt and Brad began to fool around with the lizards and other experiments displayed around the room. And Josh had quickly informed them of Mr. Faulkner heading back towards the room. We all put our heads down and pretended to write our lines. Most of the kids thought that Mr. Faulkner was a cool sports teacher. We always teased Chantel during our P.E. periods, because she had developed a teenage crush towards Mr. Faulkner. She felt he was the sexiest man alive. It was as if Mr. Faulkner had spent 90% of his time working out in the gym. ‘By the way what are you guys in for now’, I later spoke. ‘You’re usually spending time in B19, and it doesn’t take a genius to know that B22 is the intensive care unit for the big Baddies.’ I immediately noticed Josh’s face go beetroot, and Brad did not hesitate to explain that Mr. Dukes had caught them having a drag or two in the boy’s loo during recess. I was glad to realize that Josh was in big trouble just like me. Perhaps that’s why Josh figured that cheating on a Maths test was nothing compared to his ill deed – as Mrs. Watson would have put it. ‘Oh! I must admit I’m beginning to feel very frightened.’ Matt suddenly blurted out. ‘Did Brad have to give us Marijuana?’ ‘What? Marijuana.’ I screamed out with a horrified look on my face. Josh had done bad things in the past, but turning to stuff like Marijuana was something the family would never imagine he would do. Oh! Flares and colourful sparks are going to fly in the air when Watson informs mum and dad. ‘What did Marijuana taste like?’ Emma asked Matt. ‘It stinks and it made us cough a lot.’ ‘Did it make you high?’ Chantel jumped into the conversation. ‘Well! We didn’t have much’, Brad was quick to respond on Matt’s behalf, ‘Mr. Dukes caught us red handed with half our ciggies. We got busted badly. And Watson had put them in a plastic bag with the two playboy mags I brought to school this morning.’ Josh and Matt had slapped their foreheads disgusted by Brad’s honesty about the whole story. ‘What else have you done?’ Emma remarked. And I sat with my eyes and mouth wide open. I felt disgusted by Josh and the boys’ behaviour. Seriously! Playboy magazines at their age. I thought Josh and his mates were in deep trouble, with all the evidence held in Watson’s office, they were sure going to be sent to Strathfield D.S. prison. ‘Well! Guys I guess we’ll see you in disciplinary school’, Emma said. ‘It’s not Strathfield that I’m worried about. It’s what comes before it.’ Matt worriedly spoke. ‘My folks are at each other’s throat as it is. When my dad hears about this, he’s going to be furious.’ ‘You’re dead.’ Chantel looked towards Matt and amusingly ruffled her eyes and lips. ‘I wish I could die before feeling pain’, Matt explained, ‘You don’t understand guys, my dad is still into corporal punishment. And after Watson’s news, well he’ll have to decide whether it’s the long brown strap or the thick cane. They might as well carry me on a stretcher to Strathfield.’ Matt shook his head with a clear facial expression of remorse. ‘Well! My brother is going to kill me when he discovers his Playboy mags have gone.’ Brad shared Matt’s remorse. Mr. Faulkner had once again popped his head in the door to see what we were up to. Most of the time he was busy chatting with the new science student teacher. She was also incredibly beautiful. I thought she could have made it as a model, or that she could have been drop dead gorgeous in a police uniform. I guess she would have attracted all the male crooks like a magnet. Matt had always had the hots for me. He seems to be mainly attracted to my big blue eyes. He’s the type of person a girl would not want to get serious with. He is short-sighted, gullible, and very easily manipulated by the other guys. Besides he’s only after looks and not a girl’s soul.