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“Hi, old boy, what’s this all about?” she whispered to Allen as Mr Charles struggled with the mathematics he was teaching.
“I just want to look different today , is that bad?” asked Allen , a little bit annoyed.
“Nope, its not bad, but you don’t look cool, you look like an over-wrecked village cowboy” whispered Kimball, all smiles, flashing the most beautiful set of ’32’.
Simeon, the next student in front heard her and soon the whole class was whispering “Allen, the over-wrecked village cowboy”.
Allen stormed out of the class as an outburst of shrieking laughter followed promptly. Mr Charles thought the laughter was directed at him, so while the students laughed on, Mr Charles’ eyes glowered like an angry cat. Kimball , feeling very sorry , ran after Allen who was already heading to the back of the hall, a tear escaped his eyes, and the effect burned deep into the very sockets of his eyes and the pain was sore and provoking. Kimball caught up with him “Hey Al, am sorry, i was only joking”
Allen kept mute, but the tears refused to cease, and the pain grew hot.
“What! You’re crying , oh i dint know you were hurt that much , am so sorry Al”
Allen couldn’t say a word. All Kimball could do was plead forgiveness , while Allen stared blinking teary eyes. Allen was now more confused than ever, how can one’s eyes turn to blazes overnight ? What the hell was happening to him? And the answers was no where to be found.
Suddenly a strange feeling of anger which he couldnt control welled up in him. The anger was driving him mad, and a strange force took him over. He stood up abruptly as did Kimball also , and moved swiftly towards the hall, just then Simeon came out and on seeing Allen he burst into a fresh rib-cracking laughter . Allen walked straight to him , the strange force suddenly empowered him so much that he knew very well that he could remove the whole building with his bare hands. When he got to the laughing Simeon , he held his neck and felt the bones melt under his hands like paste. Allen picked up Simeon and smashed his head against the windscreen of Mr Charles’ car.
“Jesus ! Al! What are you doing?” Screamed the frightened Kimball. Allen let go of Simeon and stumbled home while Simeon lay in his pool of blood, as Kimball quickly rushed and bandaged his bleeding head with her handkerchief. A nearby chemist was called and Simeon was treated. Classes abruptly ended for the day and as all the students dispersed to different directions, Mr Charles paced up and down outside the classroom yelling “Where’s the bastard that smashed my windscreen!!!”
To Be Continued…







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