High School Never Ends

Felix tapped his foot impatiently, “What was taking Davey so long? Did he trip on a bar of soap and knock himself out?”  he thought to himself, thinking that the lanky Australian would do something as stupid as that. Then again, Mundy did know better than to make Felix wait, after all he was the guy paying for his meal and the guy who was giving him a ride.

“Oi, Felix, we should just leave Mundy here.” Tavish commented. The Scot went to open up the cooler the Reds brought to the pool club and took out a bottle of alcohol that was covered by a brown paper bag. He then proceeded to take a swig of it, “He’s only slowin’ us down.” The German looked at the junior in the back, with a blank stare on his face. Yet, the junior had an unsettling feeling about the other’s stare. It was as if the senior was looking right at his soul, deciding whether or not if he should harm him. Then again these were the rumors about the senior and they couldn’t be true. Right?

“Well ye did say it yerself lad” the junior mumbled as his eye refused to make the German’s icy blue and blank ones.

“I suppose I did”  Felix responded with a little crooked smile appearing on his face, which only made him look more menacing.

“Why don’t you get him?” Misha brought up, relaxing in the driver’s seat even though it was Felix’s car to begin with.

“He could get here, he has two fully functioning legs” the German looked away from the junior in the back who was now easing up and getting ready to take another swig from the covered bottle. “Unless he could have trip on the bar of soap and ended up unconscious”, he considered to himself. “On second thought, I’ll be right back” the German got out of the car.

“Don’t take too long, unless ye wanna waiting  hour to eat” the Scot warned the other

Felix looked through the passenger side of the window “don’t worry, I von’t. However, if I find you still drinking in my car ven I get back I’ll have to cut your hands off. Okay? Okay” he beamed, being extremely upbeat and bubbly about amputating Tavish’s hands. To which the junior proceeded to nod and slowly put the covered bottle of alcohol back in the cooler. “Danke” he smiled more, though he really was tempted to see the junior continuing to drink so he could cut off his hands. Felix left the parked as it was and walked to the ‘locker rooms’ of the public pool.

Opening the door slowly, the steam and heat of the shower hit Felix instantly. He furrowed his brows slightly as his glasses already started to get fogged up. “Davey? Are you still in here?” he raised his voice slightly as he moved more into the showers “or do I have to call an ambulance because you hurt yourself” the German brought up once he didn’t get a response after a while. “Are you even conscious mein freund? Say nothing and I’ll know” now he was getting a little more impatient once he went unanswered once again.

“No, mate, I’m here” Mundy mumbled in a low tone that was almost inaudible.

“Vell, vhere are you? Ve have to go and you are taking forever. I think I was starting to grey because you made us wait so long”

“Well you see… I’m in sort of a predicament”

“Out with it, I don’t have all day”

“I don’t have any clothes. They just vanished”

“Oh Davey, you naughty boy, that is kinky~ ” Felix tried not to laugh as he really didn’t take the Australian serious and thought that Mundy was just too embarrassed to admit that he fell in the shower and hurt himself.

“I’m serious mate” Mundy said sternly

“But, you’re also naked” Felix smiled more before taking his glasses off as trying to make them clear again to the best of his ability. The lanky teenage went silent for awhile , the senior sighed “Don’t be such a baby, Davy, I’ll find you something to wear. Will that make you happy?”

“... yeah, that would be nice if you would do that for me” The Australian uttered under his breath as he felt less of a man asking for help in a situation like this. However, what was his options? He couldn’t just wait in the stall the whole entire time, he would have to leave. He especially couldn’t just run out of the showers stark naked with families and little children around, not only that, but he didn’t wanted to be arrested for public indecency. He sure didn’t want his parents to know that he got arrested for such a thing.

“Alright then, don’t you move a muscle, I’ll be right back!” The German said happily before leaving the Australian alone in the showers. This gave Mundy more time to think about the whole situation. Leading him to one suspect, Antoine. Of the French junior would do something as stupid like this to get back at the Australian. And so the battle between the two would continue you on, but this time, the lanky teenage won’t let the slender teen get the better of him anymore. If he wanted to a nemesis, now he has one.  

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Though Mundy was one of his friends, Felix did feel the need to get back at the teenage for making him wait longer than he wanted to. Taking out his phone, he flipped it open and sent a quick text to Andrea, informing him that he would have to wait a little longer because of Mundy’s situation. The German senior walked to the lone office in the pool club, that unlike the showers and the bathrooms, it had air conditioning. Enjoying the feeling of the cool air blasting his face, he looked at the young lady behind a small little desk filing something. He cleared his throat and the young woman jumped out of her skin.

“Oh, I’m sorry sir I didn’t notice you. I hope I didn’t make you wait too long “ The lady commented with a sheepish little smile appearing on her face.

“It’s alright miss, I just wanted to ask you a question” he smiled back, however it only made the young woman be more uneased.

“go ahead, ask away”

“Where, exactly is your lost-and-found? You see my friend is in need of clothing because they had theirs taken. Appearently”

“Oh, I see. That is very unfortunate” The young lady commented before adding, “it’s the last door on the right. If anything is marked two week ago or more, then it’s yours”

“Danke miss” he flashed a grin once again before following the lady’s directions and went into the lost-and-found room that was dimly lit and smelt like something died in there. Looking through a couple of boxes, Felix found a perfect outfit for Mundy to wear, yet at the same time it would be enough punishment.

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“Davey I’m back~” the German beamed as he entered the showers once again with the lost-and-found clothing in his hands.

“Great, hand them over, mate” Mundy responded as he just wanted to get out of the shower stall. Felix agreed and handed the clothing over to the Australian with a sly little smirk on his face. “You can’t be serious!” the lanky teenage raised his voice looking at the demi shorts and pink tank top Felix handed him that looked like they could barely fit him.

“It was either that or nothing” the German lied. There was many stray clothing in the lost-and-found, but this would get back of the Australian. He may be the senior’s friend, but making a spoiled rich kid wait longer than he wants calls for such actions. “Just put it on, we’re stopping at the dorms anyway, you can get changed there” he added.

“Alright, Alright” the lanky teenager changed into the outfit and came out of the stall. The shirt barely covered his torso, showing off his barely toned midrift that had hair starting to cover it. The shorts were zipped up to the best of the ability, however he could button them up and they showed more of his hairy legs compared to his swim trunks.

“Don’t you look charming, now let’s go” Felix took Mundy’s hand and rushed him out of the showers to the front of the public pool. Of course people stared at the lanky teenage and his current outfit, which made Mundy bite his lip hard. He already didn’t like being in a crowd, let alone being the center of attention of said crowd. Nearing the front of the pool club, the Australian dug his bare heels into the hot concrete, forcing Felix to stop as well.

Antoine took a long drag from his cigarette, his nerves and his mind returning to their normal functions with every drag he took. It was a bad habit, he would admit it. He knew that cigarettes would make his lungs become black and shriveled, he would get all the cancers under the sun. That was preached to him everyday and each day, those words became nothing more than inaudible mumbles.Yet, their was something soothing about smoking cancer sticks, they brought his anxiety and nerves down, they made his senses become almost superhuman and he became the calculated monster he was.

His body was quickly drying what he would call a rookie mistake. “If it wasn’t for that sugar-high idiot” puff “ I would have been paying more attention” his brow furrowed just thinking about the Freshman and his questioning about his love life. No, it was not the time to think about Mikey, but Antoine made a mental note to get back at him. Now on to more pressing matters, how to get back at Mundy, his bane of his existence. This brought the French junior to come up with two choices, he could just let Robin Hood win, which was out of the question, or he could shadow the lanky junior until he finds an opportunity to strike.

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The Australian got out of the pool, with a smile on his face. Sitting down on the hot concrete that was baking in the sun, he hated to admit it, but he enjoyed seeing his “tormentor” getting what he deserved.  He watched when Antoine got up from his sit and ran off to the entrance of the pool club. In that moment he actually thought that he finally ended this imaginary feud between him and the now fleeing French junior. After all, besides the fact that they were from opposing schools, there was no true reason for Antoine to single out the Australian junior. He just seemed to want to torture him just for the pleasure of torturing. What a sadist.

“What did you do?” it was Misha’s deep and heavily accented voice directed to Mundy. The older teenager was reading novel number ten for the week, considerably a slow week for the Russian. Mundy turned his head to look at the other, who had a bored expression on his face as he looked at him.

“I got back at that spook” Mundy stated as he got up from the hot ground and went to put his aviators back on.

“I thought you were better than that” the Russian brought up

“He’s right you know, Davey.” Felix chimed in, his eyes focused on the medical book he was reading. With a pen in his hand he glided it through the pages marking the paper by leaving notes and comments on them. “I thought you were trying to endure it. ”

The smile faded from Mundy’s face, now a frown was forming on his lips. “I’m trying to end it. If doing nothin’ isn’t going to deter him, than I suppose action might” he reasoned. There was some truth to his words, after a year of suffering through the French juniors antics, he was starting to get down right sick of it. Yes, he was a guy that would suffer silently. Then something clicked in his head as the slushie was thrown at him in that moment, something that was tired of this war. It had to end, by whatever means necessary.

“Congratulations.” Felix stated enthusiastically(but out of sheer sarcasm) as he looked up from his book and placed his pen down. “You vent from here” the German senior moved his hand to be at eye level, “to his level” he then motioned his hand and moved it closer to the steaming ground.

Mundy grumbled a little, Felix was right. Of course, Mundy already that by taking action that he was getting himself to the level of Antoine who fed on human misery and pain. Hell, was Antoine even human? He was made out of ice from what the lanky teenager could put together. He showed emotions besides discontent.

“You only fueled his anger” Misha pointed out

“What mate?” this sparked Mundy’s interest

“You wanted to end feud. Yet, by attacking, you–” the Russian paused for a moment trying to figure out the right wording “antagonized your nemesis”

“I don’t consider him a nemesis. Annoying, yes. A school rival, yes. But, not a nemesis, mate”

“He considers you one”

Mundy only had one question on his mind. It plagued him ever since he was acquainted with Antoine, “why?”

Misha shrugged “Why does villain always hate hero?” he brought up that subject, of course there was multiple reasons why an antagonist loathed the protagonist. “Who is hero and who is villain?” The Russian teenager was no help. He didn’t answer the question, then again, how could he possible answer the question?

The lanky teenager shifted his eyes to look at Felix who instantly raised his hand up in a surrender like matter with a crooked smile on his lips, “don’t look at me, I’m not into that sociology  scheißdreck”

Great. No one can figure out Antoine, he’s reasoning and even his mental stability is an enigma. It was getting late. The gangs came to the pool club in the middle of the day, now it was around four o’clock, time to get back to the dorms. Mundy gathered his things, which wasn’t much just his shirt, his towel, and some toiletries.

“Ve should go pick up Andrea and go out to eat tonight” Felix suggested, he always suggested going out to it instead of eating whatever vial garbage the school campus was cooking that night. Not only that, but his money was burning a hole in his pocket.

“Sounds great. I’m going to hit the showers, ya know, get the stink of other people off of me”  Mundy informed the other , “meet you in front, alright mates?”  

“Alright Davey” Felix smiled as he started to walk off with Misha and Tavish at by his side, “Don’t take too long or ve just leave you here”

The Australian rolled his eyes and nodded his head before heading to the pool club’s showers that looked more like a locker room. When he got into one of the showers he took off his swim trucks and place them with his shirt, towel, and glasses on the shower’s door. Proceeding to shower, Antoine came out of the shadows with a  smirk on his lips. He had been in the background the entire time. He knew full and well that the Ladybugs thought he was scum, but their opinions didn’t ruin his sleep at night. It only fueled him more, like a cold, unfeeling machine. Antoine’s slender hands snatched up the Australian’s clothing and left the locker room. He strolled to one of the back entrances of the pool club to make sure the red gang didn’t spot him. This entrance reeked of garage and rot. Perfect. Looking both ways, the French junior noticed a trash bin. Moving so cautiously, he used Mundy’s clothes to open the bin up before he placed it and his towel into the overflowing garbage.