The Mystery of the Cyber Bully by Marty Chan

Author:Marty Chan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUV039230
Publisher: Thistledown Press
Published: 2014-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Principal Henday’s office felt hotter than a sauna, mainly because the thought of what he was going to do made me break out in a flop sweat. The back of my shirt stuck to the hard wooden back of my creaky chair. Beside me, Remi wiped his damp forehead with the sleeve of his Bobcat’s hockey jersey. I wondered if his status as a star hockey player might save him.

The Rake leaned forward and rested his thin arms on the top of his rosewood desk. Then he began to flip through one of two file folders on the calendar blotter. He slammed his hand on top of the other folder. I jumped at the sound, which echoed off the dingy yellow walls of his cramped office.

“You gentlemen know what these are, don’t you?” he asked, his deep voice filling the room.

I shook my head.

“They are your permanent files,” he replied. “Any trouble you cause ends up in a file. Pretty frightening, isn’t it?”

Sweat sealed my lips shut. He let the silence hang in the air, drumming his fingers on the file.

“This file will stay with you for the rest of your lives,” The Rake said, shaking his grey-haired head.

“This may be your last year here,” he added, “but that doesn’t mean your past can’t follow you to your next school.”

He let the threat hang in the air. I had hoped to start junior high with a clean slate. Judging by the way my friend stared at his shoes I think he was hoping for the same thing.

Remi asked, “What happens to the file?”

“I pass it on to the principal at your new school so he can separate the angels from the devils.”

“Are you going to add what happened this morning to the file?” I asked.

The Rake leaned back in his chair and cracked a thin-lipped smile. “Mr. Chan, it’s interesting you ask that question. Only a guilty person would ask a question like that.”

I stared at my file.

“Did you start the shenanigans?” he asked.

I said nothing.

“Well, Mr. Chan?”

He began to tap his finger on the file. I learned to resist the power of the finger of interrogation, which worked well when kids were in grade four or five, but I was a grade sixer now and I was immune to the finger. The Rake must have sensed it, because he grabbed a pen and began to click it open and closed. Not quite tapping, but still effective. I clamped my lips shut, hoping he wouldn’t write anything

“The only thing worse than causing trouble is failing to take responsibility for it.”

Remi mumbled, “What kind of trouble?”

“Will it stop us from going to junior high school?” I asked.

Principal Henday’s silence told me all I needed to know. I stiffened, waiting for him to lay down our punishment, but then a terrible idea began to rattle around my brain. I hated myself for thinking such a thing, but before I could jam the idea back into its Pandora’s Box, it jumped out.

“Remi started it.

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