Sammy's First Day Disaster Part 6
Sammy's First Day Disaster Part 6
Sammy trudged down the road, glad the clown restaurant was far behind him. He hoped he never had to go in that frightening place again! A shiver went down his spine as he remembered all the evil clowns that glared down at him from pictures all over the walls. The bathroom even had clown wallpaper! Putting those thoughts aside, Sam looked around the area. He was getting close to the motel. He only had to make it past this strip of woods and a couple of buildings before he’d be back with his daddy. Excited by the prospect of seeing his dad so soon, Sammy took off running down the side of the road. Tripping over his untied laces, Sam tumbled down the steep incline to land unmoving in the ditch below.
“So, let me get this straight,” Mr. Bonner began, “You didn’t see what happened between Sam and Ashley and you also didn’t see Sam take the snack. You based your assumptions on the word of two children without getting Sam’s version of events. Do I have that correct?”
Mrs. Horton hesitated before whispering the answer. “Yes, sir. You are correct.”
“I think I need to talk to these two and see if I can get the real story.” Mr. Bonner decided. Punching the intercom button, he asked Mrs. Pam to call Ashley and Bo to his office. Ordering Mrs. Horton to stand in the back of his office and not say a word or interfere in anyway, he sat back to wait on the “little angels”.
Ashley proudly walked into the principal’s office minutes later. She was sure Mr. Bonner wanted to hear about Samuel’s rude behavior this morning, and she was more than happy to help. Flashing her sweetest smile, she asked, “You wanted to see me, Mr. Bonner?”
“Yes, Ashley. I want you to tell me about what happened this morning with Sam.” Mr. Bonner said, returning her smile.
Ashley repeated the story she had told Mrs. Horton adding a few extra details and making sure to look scared and tearful at being treated so badly.
After she finished her version of events, Mr. Bonner’s face grew serious. “Ashley” he began, “Did you know that there are video cameras in all the rooms recording everything that happens?” Seeing her reaction to the news, he continued, “I’ve already watched the video, and I know you’re not telling me the truth, young lady. Now I’m going to give you one more chance, tell me what happened before I go get my paddle!”
Ashley’s face crumbled at the mentioned of the paddle, and real tears started flowing down her cheeks. “I, I, I’m so-sorry” she stuttered, “I was just messing with him, calling him white trash. He told me to stop, but I didn’t. April and I thought it was funny seeing him get so mad. I won’t do it again! Please don’t spank me! Please!” she begged.
“I’m not going to paddle you, Ashley. I am however, taking your recess away for the next two days, and I will be having a talk with your mother. We do not call anyone names at this school, and we never lie to a teacher to get someone in trouble. Is that clear, young lady?” Mr. Bonner demanded.
“Yes, sir. I won’t do it ever again, Mr. Bonner.” Ashley whispered.
“Good. Now go back to your room and send Bo in.” Mr. Bonner told her.
Ashley quickly stepped out of the office. A few seconds later, Bo timidly opened the door and walked in, stopping in the doorway.
At Mr. Bonner’s gesture, Bo walked over and sat in the chair in front of the principal. Wasting no time, Bo quickly told him about seeing Sammy take the snack and put it in his desk. Mr. Bonner repeated the speech he had given Ashley just minutes earlier. As soon as he was told about the video cameras, Bo cracked.
“It’s all Sam and Alan’s fault!” Bo hollered. “Mrs. Horton yelled at me because I told him his picture looked stupid. And it did. Barney’s purple, not brown like Sam colored him! And then Mrs. Horton made me leave the blocks ‘cause dumb old Alan was being a baby. He had a train car! He didn’t need any of mine! So yeah, I took Alan’s snack and put it in Sam’s desk! It’s only fair! They got me in trouble, so I made sure that everyone knew what a baby Alan was and that Sam got in trouble! And you can’t do nothing about it ‘cause my mom said you can’t spank me!” Bo smirked at the principal.
Mr. Bonner took a moment to calm down before leaning down to look Bo straight in the eyes. “I might not be able to spank you, but that doesn’t mean I can’t do anything to punish you. Your center time and recess for the rest of the week are mine. You will come to the office and pick up trash or do whatever I tell you to do. And make no mistake; I will be having a long talk with your parents.” He informed Bo. “Do you understand?”
“But, that’s not fair!” Bo whaled.
“You should have thought about that before you misbehaved. Now I suggest you close that mouth and go back to class before I decide to add another week to your punishment!” Mr. Bonner shouted.
Bo ran out of the office like the devil himself was chasing him.
Once Bo was gone, Mr. Bonner turned his stare to Mrs. Horton. “So much for the innocent little angels. It didn’t take very much prodding to get to the truth of both matters. Do you have anything to say for your actions?” he asked her.
Before she could answer, Dean burst in the door with Mrs. Donna right behind him. “We searched everywhere! He’s not here! Sammy’s gone!” Dean shouted breathlessly.
Sighing, Mr. Bonner reached for the phone. “Don’t worry, Dean. I’m going to call your father, and we’ll find your little brother together. Can you tell me your phone number?”
John was headed out to get lunch when he heard the phone.
Detouring to the table, he snatched up the phone hoping it was Joshua with the info he needed. “Winchester” he answered gruffly. “What! What the hell do you mean he’s missing? No, I won’t calm down! No you listen, I’m on my way and you’d better have some answers by the time I get there!” John threw the phone across the room before slamming his fist into the nearest wall. “Shit!” Lunch forgotten, John raced out of the room. He had a son to find.
“What’s going on, Johnny boy” Bobby questioned as he headed out the door after John. “Who’s missing?”
“It’s Sammy” was all John said before climbing in the impala. Bobby barely had time to jump into the passenger seat before they were peeling out of the parking lot. Both men sat silently on the drive to the school. They sped along the road thinking of nothing more than getting to the school and finding the youngest member of their family. They were so lost in thought that neither one noticed the small figure lying at the bottom of the ditch.
Chapter 7
Sammy trudged down the road, glad the clown restaurant was far behind him. He hoped he never had to go in that frightening place again! A shiver went down his spine as he remembered all the evil clowns that glared down at him from pictures all over the walls. The bathroom even had clown wallpaper! Putting those thoughts aside, Sam looked around the area. He was getting close to the motel. He only had to make it past this strip of woods and a couple of buildings before he’d be back with his daddy. Excited by the prospect of seeing his dad so soon, Sammy took off running down the side of the road. Tripping over his untied laces, Sam tumbled down the steep incline to land unmoving in the ditch below.
“So, let me get this straight,” Mr. Bonner began, “You didn’t see what happened between Sam and Ashley and you also didn’t see Sam take the snack. You based your assumptions on the word of two children without getting Sam’s version of events. Do I have that correct?”
Mrs. Horton hesitated before whispering the answer. “Yes, sir. You are correct.”
“I think I need to talk to these two and see if I can get the real story.” Mr. Bonner decided. Punching the intercom button, he asked Mrs. Pam to call Ashley and Bo to his office. Ordering Mrs. Horton to stand in the back of his office and not say a word or interfere in anyway, he sat back to wait on the “little angels”.
Ashley proudly walked into the principal’s office minutes later. She was sure Mr. Bonner wanted to hear about Samuel’s rude behavior this morning, and she was more than happy to help. Flashing her sweetest smile, she asked, “You wanted to see me, Mr. Bonner?”
“Yes, Ashley. I want you to tell me about what happened this morning with Sam.” Mr. Bonner said, returning her smile.
Ashley repeated the story she had told Mrs. Horton adding a few extra details and making sure to look scared and tearful at being treated so badly.
After she finished her version of events, Mr. Bonner’s face grew serious. “Ashley” he began, “Did you know that there are video cameras in all the rooms recording everything that happens?” Seeing her reaction to the news, he continued, “I’ve already watched the video, and I know you’re not telling me the truth, young lady. Now I’m going to give you one more chance, tell me what happened before I go get my paddle!”
Ashley’s face crumbled at the mentioned of the paddle, and real tears started flowing down her cheeks. “I, I, I’m so-sorry” she stuttered, “I was just messing with him, calling him white trash. He told me to stop, but I didn’t. April and I thought it was funny seeing him get so mad. I won’t do it again! Please don’t spank me! Please!” she begged.
“I’m not going to paddle you, Ashley. I am however, taking your recess away for the next two days, and I will be having a talk with your mother. We do not call anyone names at this school, and we never lie to a teacher to get someone in trouble. Is that clear, young lady?” Mr. Bonner demanded.
“Yes, sir. I won’t do it ever again, Mr. Bonner.” Ashley whispered.
“Good. Now go back to your room and send Bo in.” Mr. Bonner told her.
Ashley quickly stepped out of the office. A few seconds later, Bo timidly opened the door and walked in, stopping in the doorway.
At Mr. Bonner’s gesture, Bo walked over and sat in the chair in front of the principal. Wasting no time, Bo quickly told him about seeing Sammy take the snack and put it in his desk. Mr. Bonner repeated the speech he had given Ashley just minutes earlier. As soon as he was told about the video cameras, Bo cracked.
“It’s all Sam and Alan’s fault!” Bo hollered. “Mrs. Horton yelled at me because I told him his picture looked stupid. And it did. Barney’s purple, not brown like Sam colored him! And then Mrs. Horton made me leave the blocks ‘cause dumb old Alan was being a baby. He had a train car! He didn’t need any of mine! So yeah, I took Alan’s snack and put it in Sam’s desk! It’s only fair! They got me in trouble, so I made sure that everyone knew what a baby Alan was and that Sam got in trouble! And you can’t do nothing about it ‘cause my mom said you can’t spank me!” Bo smirked at the principal.
Mr. Bonner took a moment to calm down before leaning down to look Bo straight in the eyes. “I might not be able to spank you, but that doesn’t mean I can’t do anything to punish you. Your center time and recess for the rest of the week are mine. You will come to the office and pick up trash or do whatever I tell you to do. And make no mistake; I will be having a long talk with your parents.” He informed Bo. “Do you understand?”
“But, that’s not fair!” Bo whaled.
“You should have thought about that before you misbehaved. Now I suggest you close that mouth and go back to class before I decide to add another week to your punishment!” Mr. Bonner shouted.
Bo ran out of the office like the devil himself was chasing him.
Once Bo was gone, Mr. Bonner turned his stare to Mrs. Horton. “So much for the innocent little angels. It didn’t take very much prodding to get to the truth of both matters. Do you have anything to say for your actions?” he asked her.
Before she could answer, Dean burst in the door with Mrs. Donna right behind him. “We searched everywhere! He’s not here! Sammy’s gone!” Dean shouted breathlessly.
Sighing, Mr. Bonner reached for the phone. “Don’t worry, Dean. I’m going to call your father, and we’ll find your little brother together. Can you tell me your phone number?”
John was headed out to get lunch when he heard the phone.
Detouring to the table, he snatched up the phone hoping it was Joshua with the info he needed. “Winchester” he answered gruffly. “What! What the hell do you mean he’s missing? No, I won’t calm down! No you listen, I’m on my way and you’d better have some answers by the time I get there!” John threw the phone across the room before slamming his fist into the nearest wall. “Shit!” Lunch forgotten, John raced out of the room. He had a son to find.
“What’s going on, Johnny boy” Bobby questioned as he headed out the door after John. “Who’s missing?”
“It’s Sammy” was all John said before climbing in the impala. Bobby barely had time to jump into the passenger seat before they were peeling out of the parking lot. Both men sat silently on the drive to the school. They sped along the road thinking of nothing more than getting to the school and finding the youngest member of their family. They were so lost in thought that neither one noticed the small figure lying at the bottom of the ditch.
Chapter 7