[X] I have names, but I think I should give them to the police first. This... this is a crime, not a prank. So I should be talking to the police, not you. I'll go call them now. Sorry for bothering you.
-[X] Let one of the adults call if they try to pre-empt you, but make sure the police get called.
-[X] Try to preserve as much evidence of the trio's wrongdoings as possible.
I was about to tell Blackwell the names but I hesitated. She kept on insisting this was nothing but a prank when even the janitor says that it wasn't... and he's right. This was not a prank. I didn't know what the trio were thinking when they sorted through garbage to fill my locker up with rotten tampons, I didn't know what they were even going to do; whether they were going to push me in the filth or laugh as it fell on me.
I didn't know, but I did know that this needed to stop. They proven that they were going to continue to escalate with this incident and I had a feeling that Blackwell would downplay the incident as much as possible. She never took my allegations seriously before, always pretending that nothing was going on, always no evidence, always treating me like I was in the wrong; like I was a nail that dared to stick up instead of being hammered down.
No... I couldn't trust Blackwell. I would be better off calling the police.
"Taylor... the names?" Miss Blackwell's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. She was looking at me professionally; her face betrayed no emotion. But I could tell she was getting angry, thinking that I was wasting her time with another stunt. And the longer I waited to tell her, the less likely she would even care to help me.
Good thing I decided against telling her first.
"Sorry... Miss Blackwell." I said with a false, respectful tone. I could tell she was surprised and just a tab bit suspicious of me. "I have the names... but I think I should give them to the police first."
"Understandable." The old janitor said and then nodded his head. "You have a cell kid?"
"No." I stated, shocked that at least one adult here seemed to be on my side.
"I'll call them myself then." John said, taking his cellphone out form his pocket. I couldn't help but stare at it with a little trepidation. But I shook myself out of it.
"Calling the cops wont be necessary." Blackwell stated seemingly panicked; sweat started dripping down her forehead.
"I disagree." The Janitor said and started to dial a number. "These kids need to learn that there are going to be repercussions for creating fucking bio-hazards on school grounds."
"We don't need to involve the cops in this!" Blackwell exclaimed but all the janitor did in response was to give her a shush gesture.
I probably found this more amusing than I should have. I even broke out in a big grin before quickly going back to the stoic mask I usually wear when Blackwell looked back at me.
"Hello, yes. This is John Gresly and I would like to report an incident that happened at Winslow High school." The janitor said to the operator on the phone, much to Blackwell's continued frustration. "Yes.. I'm the janitor and it seems someone decided to create a bio-hazard at the school." The janitor started walking at the door. "Yeah. I'll head to the scene to make sure it doesn't get tampered with... also the target for whatever the bio-hazard was going to be used for is near by." He stopped walking to listen to the person on the phone. Blackwell started to grind her teeth, while I couldn't believe that the bullying might actually be stopped with this. "Ah huh, sure." The janitor agreed and turned around to look at me after he ended the call.
"Alright kid, the police are going to want you to answer some questions as your the victim here... do you want to call someone to be there with you?"
"I could have you fired for this!" Blackwell exclaimed before before I could answer him.
"I don't care." The old man retorted. "With the way things are going...you'll probably be out of a job too."
Blackwell looked like she took a bite out of a sour lemon when he said that.
"So kid, do want to call someone?" He asked again; holding out his cellphone to me.
I hesitated.
The only person that I could call would be dad... but I never told him about the bullying. This would be a poor way for him to find out about it. I was sure I could handle talking to the police myself about this... but I would probably need to tell dad what happened anyway.
Not to mention that I'll probably need to get my Journal and show it to the police.
I sighed and then decided what to do.
[]Call Danny and explain to him what has been going on.
[]Call Danny and ask him to come to school and explain when he gets there.
[]Don't call Danny, handle the police yourself and tell Danny about the bullying in a more controlled situation.
[]Don't call Danny and hope you wont need to tell him.
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Yep, rather short chapter today but I think it got the point across. I was just going to default to Taylor calling Danny and telling him and then skipping to when the police show up but I decided to let you guys choose.