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“Wait. Trent, what if I needed you to give me information and back me up soon in exchange for this money?” You catch the delinquent’s attention, he stops in his tracks and turns back. His expression remains more or less the same. “I beat the current Spy Dragon up yesterday and secured her services. I doubt her former employers are going to let that go. I could use someone familiar with that world to back me up and help me out.”
Trent looks down at the paper bag then back up at you. “I don’t give a fuck about any damn money. It’s yours. Take it.” He raises his hand before you say a word back, he isn’t finished. “But this sounds right up my alley; if you can get Uccelli’s fat ass off my fucking shoulder, I’ll scorch the earth for ya. I know how to handle the business. Capiche?”
“Is that really all I have to do?” You question if this is an equal deal. He knows how dangerous all of this is! Is he underselling it?
“You should know by now that I only ask favors for shit I can’t deal with.” Trent’s honesty has always been his strong suit. Is Nina that bad?
“Right, I’ll see what I can do. Just don’t call her that…” You know Nina is self-conscious about her rear, not to the same extreme as Scarlet, but she’d probably think this is rude.
“Don’t be a bitch.” Trent sneers. “I know you like her for the flame shit, but I spend all my ‘Ms. Uccellis’ in front of her, I reserve the right to shit on her and her dump truck behind her back if I wanna.”
“But I don’t like when you talk shit about my friends.” You try to be overly nice here.
“And you want me to think you do that for me?” Trent thinks that he has gotten you with this.
“I stop them from talking shit behind your back, yeah.” You don’t reserve this right only for your comfy teachers. And well, you defend people when it’s appropriate, not when it is in good fun.
“Why? It’s the only place they can.” Trent is perplexed.
“It isn’t when I’m around.” You shake your head. It’s not like you can defend him much, he’s not exactly the best of people.
“Ha. What a standup guy you are.” Trent actually liked that. “Still, I need her to ease up. That woman is overbearing.”
“I’ll see what I can do.” You adjust your glasses. “But remember, she’s doing this to help you.”
“That’s why I’m not cussing her out. See ya when you get it done.” Trent assumes you will do it.
“Have fun in class!” You wave. Then both of you stop to sigh. None of you want to attend class…
The first class is the former Janitor’s. Remember Mr. O’Brien? No? He always existed, and he’s actually very good at this job – so you enjoyed it. Literature has never been this fun.
