What Shadows May Dream by Andrew S. Banderas

Author:Andrew S. Banderas [Banderas, Andrew S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dreams; nightmares; lucid dreaming; love; crush; high school; magic; monsters; gangs; immigrants; family; sacrifice; Mexican; latino; latinx;chicano; hispanic; immigration; America; mentoring; growth; action; adventure; thriller; dreamscape; golem; mythology; creatures; poc; minorities; politics; history; teleportation; ley lines; portals; meditation; self-improvement; self-discovery; maturity; coming of age; terrorism; domestic terrorism; capitalism; protests; civil war; civil unrest; police; activism; shadows; anime; fantasy; urban fantasy; urban; city life; spirits; fighting; combat; intrigue;
Publisher: Andrew S. Banderas

Jesse XXIII

Gonna Get Worse

Dr. Sanchez uttered a series of uh-hms and nos into the phone handset that was pressed to his ear with his shoulder. Jesse and Dalisay sat across from his desk. Dalisay sat straight up and did her best not to be nervous. Jesse slouched in his chair with his head tilted up at an angle, and he stared mindlessly into a corner of the ceiling.

“Yes, thank you so much, Chief. And again, we are so sorry to waste your time,” Dr. Sanchez apologized. “I’m sure you have actual fires and emergencies to tend to. Of course, we will do that. Thank you.” He lightly slammed the handset back on the phone console and immediately blurted out, “Hijole!” and froze in place for a few seconds, his eyes enlarged. Still not moving, his eyes adjusted to a scowl and they shifted to Jesse and then Dalisay. “Both of you are suspended for the maximum amount possible: five days.”

“A’ight, peace.” Jesse grabbed his backpack from the floor and got up from his seat.

“That is unfair! Uh, sir!” Dalisay protested. “I had nothing to do with the fire alarm. There is no proof I pulled the alarm or had any connection with it -- because I didn’t.”

Jesse was almost at the door and stopped. “Yeah,” he chimed in and then slowly turned back around to the principal. “Yeah, me too. Where’s your witness?”

Dr. Sanchez’s face began to flush red. “Both of you were the only ones from the fair that were unaccounted for.”

“Sir, there were students in the locker rooms from P.E. Anyone who had access to the locker rooms could have done it. I was out on the exhibit floor when the alarm went off. Did you even interview people? Uh, sir?”

“Yeah, and I was on the shitter. Since when do you get suspended for having chorro?”

“Of course we interviewed. That’s why you two are here. I am willing to reduce your suspension if you admit to it right now.”

“Fuck that. You got nothing.” Jesse turned back around for the door.

“If you don’t have any evidence that either of us actually pulled that alarm, sir, then we shouldn’t even be here right now beyond answering your questions to help figure out who actually did it. Sir.”

Jesse’s hand was on the doorknob when he heard this last part and froze. Dr. Sanchez opened his mouth but hesitated to say something. The doorknob turned and Jesse jumped back as the principal’s secretary shoved the door open while quickly knocking on it.

“Dr. Sanchez? Dr. Sanchez, sorry to interrupt. You need to watch the news. Right now.”

“Which?” he clarified.

“Any. Come out here, we have it on.” Then she hustled back out to the main office lobby, where a large flat screen TV was on the wall.

Dr. Sanchez gave Dalisay one last stern look, then pressed his tie against his chest as he scooted his chair out from his desk and stood up. He walked to the door and Jesse had already started his way out.

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