Chapter 88: The return to coates
Diana sat in Caine’s current room after school. Jane’s parents were still at work and her brother had sports practice so the house was ridiculously quiet. Jane kept her distance after Diana had shown recognition of Drake. It made Jane think twice about how the boy who was attacked didn’t really know his buddy and that neither did Jane.
Diana whispered because she didn’t want to break the silence. Caine was angry at Drake so he would nod and occasionally speak.
“I doubt Principal Callaghan will get too mad at Drake, what did he expect to happen its Drake. He should have expected it when he agreed to send Drake.”
Caine nodded. “I need to be at Coates to make sure he doesn’t do anything else stupid.”
“Caine even when you are at Coates Drake does stupid stuff.”
“Maybe I can prevent some stupidity.”
Diana laughed, “Good luck.”
The silence made it feel awkward and like there weren’t enough people in the small city.
Jane burst through the door scaring Diana enough to make her nearly fall off the bed hadn’t it been for Caine quickly grabbing her.
“What are you two doing,” Jane said quickly.
Caine frowned, “Talking?”
Jane nodded, “I needed to make sure you two weren’t…well, uh you weren’t, you know…”
Diana raised an eyebrow, “Seriously?”
Caine shook his head, “Talking, only.”
Jane nodded, “So…what about?”
“That crazy kid who was sent to jail? For attacking someone?”
Diana nodded, “That’s our best friend.” Diana said sarcastically.
Jane raised an eyebrow, “Seriously? Aren’t you afraid he might like kill you or something?”
“Danger is fun,” Diana whispered seductively. She smirked and left the room.
Jane stared at Caine as he watched Diana leave.
“Well I defiantly feel stupid.” Jane laughed.
Caine frowned, “Why?”
“Well believe it or not, I sort of had a crush on you.” Jane said blushing.
Caine smiled, “Yea, I could sort of tell.”
Jane smiled, “But it makes more sense now.”
Caine frowned, confused.
“You didn’t fight enough, not even close. Plus whenever you look at her you sort of get this, well, look.”
“Yea, you look at her like she is the only person in the room. At first I thought you spaced out a lot but it makes sense now.”
Caine grinned, “She is hard to not notice.”
Drake glared at the Coates building as the cop drove up.
Everyone looked alarmed when they saw the car.
The cop opened the door and helped Drake out of the car.
Walking with the handcuffed boy, the police officer led Drake towards the building. Some people stared, others looked impressed, like they expected Drake to get arrested. Or impressed because he didn’t seem at all worried, or anything besides bored.
Some people would smirk and whisper to others that they knew Drake wouldn’t make it more than a few days before screwing it up and getting thrown back in jail, even if the jail was also called Coates.
The principal walked outside and greeted the police officer, a stern look on his face.
“Sir, Mr. Merwin attacked a classmate during school. He was choked and currently has several bruises and injuries on his neck. I expect this will be taken care of but if Mr. Rea’s family decides to press charges he will be found guilty.”
Principal Callaghan nodded, “I will take care of this issue and see to it that Mr. Merwin is remorseful for his actions and he personally addresses this issue by apologizing to Mr. Rea until he accepts and will be punished in a manner I, and Mr. Rea, see fit.”
The police officer nodded, “I expect you will,” he glared at Drake, “and I expect a report soon. Mr. Merwin, is there anything you would like to add, or say regarding this matter?”
Drake returned the glare, “I can apologize all you want, but good luck making me mean it.”
“Mr. Merwin!” Principal Callaghan said, “My office, now.”
“His handcuffs,” the officer pointed out, “shouldn’t I take them off?”
Principal Callaghan frowned, “I’d prefer they stay on, if you don’t mind officer.”
The cop nodded and handed the principal the keys to the cuffs and got in his car and left.
Drake frowned, “But-”
“Mr. Merwin this is a serious manner, if Mr. Rea decided to press charges this could become a serious manner in which you could face time in jail.”
Drake shrugged, “You know jail actually isn’t as bad as you would think it is.” He grinned.
Principal Callaghan narrowed his eyes, “I mean for more than days, this could be for months.”
Drake didn’t seem to care, “So do I seriously have to keep these on?” he said, referring to the handcuffs.
“Yes,” the principal said through gritted teeth.
Holding his arm, the principal led Drake into the building and to his office.