Revenge,+PJ

I cried. I ran away with humiliation. The laughing, the names, the teasing. All of it. I rushed out of the room as if I was The Flash. I slid myself into the bathroom. I ran to the mirror. Behind my glasses were red eyes and tears. I kept on whispering through my sobs,“Why me? I am a nerd. I am a boy who is done with bullies. I can’t take it anymore. I am not going to let those idiots play with the scrawny boy anymore."

I washed my face. //Time for revenge//. I smiled, putting my glasses on.

The school bell rang as class ended. “Attention, 12th graders,” spoke the teacher. “Remember to study for your test coming up next Friday and have a good weekend."

Everyone in the class left. I started getting up from my desk and packing my bags but the teacher walked over to me. “Jake,” said the teacher, quietly. “Don’t worry about Bob and the others. I took care of them. They said they were sorry and won't bother you again.”

“Thank you, Mr. Cable. You are always on my side,” I answered back smiling. I quickly ran home and started to jot down sketches of traps and torturing devices.

“I know that Bob and the others are having a party tonight, so let's make chaos,” I said to myself.

Later that night I went to the party and waited outside. I started hearing the laughing inside the window. //Alright. This is it. The moment of truth.// I flipped the switch. The power went out.

“What's going on?” yelled one of the drunken girls.

“What gives?” Bob got up. “Sorry ladies, probably something in the attic,” said Bob, walking up the stairs.

BAM! went the windows as I threw a rock inside. Everyone looked up to see where the noise was coming from. Bob slowly walked to the window, picking up the rock as he wondered who could have thrown it. Then he started looking outside the room. Nothing was there. Drake, one of Bob’s friends start to get nervous and got up. He started walking to Bob. I, on the other hand was quietly outside the window using a remote to control my toy car in the room.

As Drake slowly walked over to Bob, the remote car crashed into his toes. “Ow!” yelled Drake. Suddenly, he started to lose balance and started hopping close to Bob. Because of Drake’s loss of balance, he pushed Bob making Bob fall out of the window and he landed in the hole that I successfully dug. A 250 centimetre hole would still be very hard for Bob to climb out of.

Bob started yelling, “Help!”

The girls started to panic and ran to the door and grabbed the doorknob trying to pull the door open but it was locked. One girl started cursing in fear.

“This isn’t funny anymore!” yelled another girl. Drake agreed.

A different toy car started to approach them. The car had a computer on it.

“Open in 3, 2, 1” I said.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">The computer suddenly turned on showing a flashing picture of a typical horror movie ghost girl smiling at them with crazy scaring screaming sounds coming out of it. The girls screamed. Drake jumped out of the window landing on top of Bob in the hole. The girls tried to run away from the car but the car was chasing them.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“Make it stop!” yelled the girls. I started laughing so hard that if the girls weren’t screaming, they would have heard me.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">Suddenly, something else poked me behind my back. It was Mr. Cable.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“What is this Jake?” yelled Mr. Cable.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“Revenge,” I said, smiling but feeling that I was in big trouble.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“Stop this right now!” yelled Mr. Cable.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">I sighed and frowned and pushed the button making the lights go on and the computer to shut down. Mr. Cable grabbed my ear and pulled me away.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“Come with me,” he said.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">I walked into his house. “What's going to happen?” I asked. “Am I in trouble?”

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">Mr. Cable started to smile and laugh. “You passed the test!” yelled Mr. Cable in excitement.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“What?” I asked again.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“The CIA and I want to recruit you,” he said. I couldn’t believe it.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“I am just a nerd though,” I spoke.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“Good grades, good hacker, good plans. You’re perfect!” said Mr. Cable.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">I smiled, “Really?”

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">“Yes. You even used your hacks for real life,” said Mr. Cable. “So join us.” Mr. Cable raised his hand to welcome me to the CIA.

<span style="color: #9a0bf2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">I smiled and shook it.