Spinner's P.O.V.

 

Let's just skip to right after me and Jimmy threw Loser into the dumpster. Classic. The dude thought Jim and me were being nice and stuff. But, after what he did to Terri, you can't be nice. It's just not possible.

 

The next day, I was totally rushed. I couldn't find my math book as if I wanted to), I had already gotten up late, and if I didn't hurry, I was going to be late for class. I hop into my car, drive to school like a madman, and run into school, still holding my keys.   

A few hours later, I go outside and there, on my car, is this huge black X. It's then I know my freakin' car is cursed. I mean, after Paige crashed it, that was stupid enough. Now they had messed it up with their spray paint.

 

And I thought I was a vandal.

 

Sean walked over and inspected my car. I didn't care anymore. Every time I tried to do something right, something happens. Not to me, but to my car.

 

Jay and Alex pulled up in his car. It had that same big black X on it.

 

"You too?” ean asked 'em. I made not be bright, but geez, the X is right on the car! What dumb question is that?

 

 Jay came out of the car with Alex following behind him. They walked up and glanced at my car briefly.

 

"Someone picked the wrong guys to mess with." Jay said.

 

"Someone named Rick Murray." Alex said right after. I wasn't thinking about that idea, but it seemed logical (A/N since when does Spinner think logically?). I didn't think Loser had the guts to do something so gutsy like this.

 

"You guys are gonna want to get this off your clear coat before it ruins it," Sean said. I almost forgot he was there next to me. But I was already pissed. I didn't need him telling me anymore crap about the car. And I sure didn't need him to talk about it another moment longer.

 

"Look, screw that. It's evidence. I'm telling Raditch."

 

"I'm telling Raditch'. You don't think he's gonna want to know want to know why Rick tagged you?"

 

    I thought about this. If I told, he'd call in Rick and he'd probably rat on Jay and me. Then, I'd be busted. It wasn't worth it.

 

"Sean's right. Let's keep Raditch out of this." Jay said. I knew he and Sean were right. But he's still got me to try and get through.

 

"Buddy's going down. He's toast." I told them. I meant it.

 

A little later, we found Ricky and the rest of 'em walking down the hall. I do well with confrontation. Unless it's verbal to the extreme. Then I have to at least pretend to know what they mean.

 

Despite what everyone thinks, I'm not as stupid as they think I am. I mean, yeah, I'm not some genius with perfect grades. But at least I get through each grade doing okay. And, I do plan on graduating. I'm not a complete slacker.

 

I heard Jim and Rick talking. It was almost civil. I decided to remind Jimmy what we're supposed to be doing.

 

"Yo Jimmy. Hey, dog meat, you got something on your shirt." I tell Rick. He looks down, the gullible idiot, and I flick his nose. I expected Jimmy to laugh, but he never did. He just glared at me like I'm an idiot.

 

Jimmy says," That's just weak. Grow up."

 

Does he not remember what the freak did to Terri? Before I got a chance to say anything, Alex said, "Ooh. Ricky found a friend."

 

Jimmy looked all upset or whatever. He looked at us and said, "Give it a rest. It's boring." He walked away with Emma Toby, and Rick after him. As they walked, Rick turned around, all smiles, crossing his arms to make an X. Right then, I swear, I wanted to just run up and ring his neck. But something held me back. Probably the thought of Raditch chewing me out.

 

I heard Jay say from behind me, "Bad move, freak." I knew that he was thinking of something for payback in that mind of his. So was I. Although I didn't know it at the time, I'd figure out the perfect plan and he would regret doing what he did to me and Jay.

I mean, our cars.

 

I know you may find this pathetic, but God damn it, it was my car! I mean, you smash it into some other dude's car, then you spray paint it? What the hell did it do to you? I mean, did it run you over? Did it cut you off on the highway? If it did, then talk to me! I'm driving! Leave the damn car alone!

 

A/N Sorry. Spinner would continue, but he's having an emotional breakdown at the moment. The moment he gets himself together, he will talk some more.