Danny 2 Danielle Part XIII
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Danny 2 Danielle Part XII -Dani finds herself in another dangerous
situation, but some unlikely heroes save the day.
It's time to head to homeroom for dismissal. Denise walks with me and so
does Betty since we have the same homeroom. "What books do you like to
read Danny?"
"Mainly science fiction,"
"Did you ask us what we like to read because we're girls?"
I nod very shyly. "I don't have any sisters, and I just wanted to
know...."
"We'll, maybe we can be your sisters."
"Seriously, you're not making fun of me, Denise?"
"No, Danny. I think you are being incredibly brave. A few of us think
that it's really cool, I guess."
"I think I need some sisters."
"We girls have to stick together," says Betty.
We arrive at our homeroom where final attendance is taken, and we are
supposed to organize our homework assignments. Since finals are here,
it's simply study everything. I need to wait for Donny to get released
from High School, since taking the school bus seems risky to me.
Students are rushing to buses, or after school activities. I am going to
an after school study hall, but Denise, Rhonda and Diane are going to art
club to make posters for the end of the school year and invite me. I
hadn't been involved in art club before, but I really want to spend more
time with my girlfriends. Okay, not girlfriends, but girls who might be
my friend. The art club is supposed to come up with posters that
congratulate us on getting to the end of the school year and moving on to
the eighth grade. Diane says that we should do anti-bullying posters
instead. Mrs. Harris, our art teacher, sees the enthusiasm for Diane's
suggestion, and says let's do both. Diane and I get assigned to do a
poster together. I whisper to Diane that I kind of suck at making art.
"I draw a lot of stick figures," I say with a grin.
"I was hoping to get paired with Denise or Rhonda, I'm not much better."
"Let's just write something then."
"Girls rule and boys drool," says Diane.
"I don't think that one we'll get by Mrs. Harris."
"Probably not. Let's do one about the bullying."
"Cool. We'll need a slogan."
"You know the First Lady has that campaign about just so no to drugs; we
could copy it and have just say no to bullying."
"We could add a cartoon version of Mr. T and Nancy Reagan. I'll get
Denise to help us with the cartoon characters."
I do the block letters and Denise draws some really great cartoon
characters of our First Lady and, of course Mister T. It gets the
message across, but it's funny. Diane basically trades places with
Denise, so we can get both of our posters, done. Mrs. Harris gives her
approval to our poster. I look at the clock. The Donster should be
close to arriving fairly soon. I tell Mrs. Harris that my big brother is
going to pick me up; she says that I should hang up our poster by the
main entrance as I head out to the parking lot. As I head to the main
entrance, Nicholas walks towards me very quickly. I halt. Oh shit, he
looks pissed. I drop my poster and run. Nick is basically twice my
size. He yells, "Danny, I just want to talk. Please."
I halt.
'Nick Papadakis just said 'please'? And he just said it to me? No way!'
I walk back. "Please is the magic word, Nick."
"You can't tell my Dad that I bullied you today, he would kill me."
"Did you, push me?"
"No."
"Okay, that's good enough for me."
"Really?"
"Sure Nick, Your father seems like he keeps his word, so maybe you do
too."
Nick looks down "I did know about it. The boys were going to pull off
your panties and put them over your head."
I laugh. "That's not okay, but I guess but that is something that might
do to just a regular girl."
"Yeah, that is kind of strange. I guess."
"You shouldn't do that, to me or any other girl." Although I am thinking
to myself that I am little turned on if that did happen, I decide that
I'll share that with my therapist, not Nick.
"Nick you're tall put this poster up high, so your hoodlum friends can't
mess with it so easily."
Nick looks at the poster and laughs. "Did you draw this?"
"I wish I was that talented. I just did the block letters, Denise did
the characters, but at least it was my idea."
Nick puts up the poster up high. Kids will still mess with it, but why
make it easy for them.
"Nick if I wasn't going to agree that you didn't bully me, we're you
going to bully me into saying that I didn't bully you?"
"Uhm, .....I...."
"You realize that's still bullying someone."
Nick laughs. "Good point."
"My brother is showing up any second now."
I head out the main entrance. Nick follows me, I can tell he is curious
about something.
"Danny....."
"Yes Nick."
"Uhm....that is ......"
"Do you have a question?"
"So the reason.. I mean what you....."
He turns completely red.
I make it worse by teasing him a bit. "They are a pink and white
checkered print with sunflowers on them. My panties. Is that what you
want to know?"
Nick turn from red to some form of purple.
"No...I don't. I meant to ask, are you wearing the dress because what
happened to you? The accident that hurt you down there?"
"It's more complicated than that Nick. I'm one of those people who, well
got born in the wrong body or something. I've always felt this way, but
the accident, it made me really think about who I am, who I am meant to
be."
"Oh. So you always wanted to be a girl?"
"Yep, what you see on the outside right now, is how I always felt on the
inside. You can call me a sissy or a girly-boy, in a way it's the truth,
but that would be mean."
Nick nods. Nick starts looking past me. Four older boys have ridden
their bikes up the hill that is the entrance to our junior high. They
must go to some other school. They are pointing at me and start walking
towards us. I don't like that look. Nick stands in front of me. "You
guys don't go to school here."
"What's it to you, is that faggot your girlfriend? Are you a fag too?"
"Hey shut up."
The boys keep coming at us. "You're both going to get AIDS and die.
That's what fags get. We don't want to get your AIDS, Queer." I check
the door, it's locked, so you can't get back in. They are getting close.
Nick is standing his ground.
I reach into my purse and pull out mom's mace, and aim at the closest
boy.
"Leave us alone!" I scream.
The boys halt for a second. They are considering the odds. Just then
the Red Tornado pulls into the parking lot. The car is going fast (for
it) and screeches to a halt right in front of us. The Donster is not in
the car, but his buds Tad and Ivan are in the car. They jump out. I
should mention Tad is on the football team and the fact that he even fits
into the Red Tornado is a minor miracle. Tad plays on the offensive
line
and is bigger than almost anyone he plays. He is also the Donster's best
friend. Ivan's the kicker on the football team, plays lacrosse and is
the back up goalie on Donny's hockey team. I wouldn't want to mess with
him either. The four boys are probably freshman and were about Nick's
size, who is big for his age, but Donny's buddies tower over the
strangers. "These boys causing you trouble Danny?" says Tad.
Before I can respond, Mr. Lewis, my English teacher, explodes out the
front door. He sees my mace, and Nick standing protectively, and
correctly assess the problem. "You four, get off school property
immediately or I am calling the police!"
Our gym teacher Mr. Johnson also comes flying out the door. Mr. Johnson
is very large man and looks pissed. "Need help William?" The four boys
completely lose their nerve, and cut and run to their bikes and speed
off. Mr Johnson smiles at Tad. "Hi Tad."
"Hi Mr. Johnson, Mr. Lewis, we were just going to pick up Danny for
Donny, he's stuck at school."
Ivan adds, "when we got here those four, I think they are from Saint
Alban's, they were menacing Danny and this guy, who was protecting him,
her- well Danny."
Mr. Lewis looks at Nick. "Nicholas, you were protecting someone smaller
than you for once, instead of picking on them. I'm impressed."
Mr. Johnson smiles and pats Nick on the shoulder.
Nick seems confused. I don't think he knows how to react to praise.
Tad says, "yeah Nick was standing tall, he's got guts."
"Totally, a real hero," I add. Tad, by the way, even though he is huge,
is just about the nicest guy you are ever going to meet. Out of the
Donster's many jerky jock friends, Tad is the one friend my mother really
approves of as a 'good influence' on Donny. He also quietly gets
straight A's.
Nick is now really smiling. He's loving the praise from the older boys
who are clearly jocks. They are both wearing their letterman jackets. I
realize I still have my mace out. I put it in my purse.
"Thanks guys, you were life savers," I say.
"Danny we've got to get back to school, I'm going to be late for hockey
practice," says Ivan.
"Hey Nick, need a ride, your dad is my family's barber, right."
"Yeah. Sure that would be great. You can just drop me off at dad's shop,
I need to help sweep up."
We pile into the back of the Red Tornado.
"Tad, thanks for getting me, but what happened to Donny?"
"Donny's in detention, but I think Coach Winthrop is going to get him out
so he can practice before the big game. He says that it's bull that
Donny got into trouble, he didn't start that fight, but boy did he end
it." Tad and Ivan high five.
"Three losers started picking on the Donster," says Tad.
"Was it about me?"
"Yeah, they were picking on him, saying that he has AIDS from you, which
total bullshit. Wearing a dress doesn't give you AIDS, all the girls at
our school would get it, right? Anyhow one of them took a swing at the
Donster anddd.....Ivan actually saw it. I only heard about it, but I wish
I had seen it."
"Your brother blocked the punch and decked that asshole with one punch
straight to jaw. Knocked his ass out!" yells an excited Ivan.
"I so wanted to see that," groans Tad.
"The second guy came at him, with the third. Your brother ducked the
punch from that guy Joe, and then the little guy, I forgot his name...."
"Chad."
"No Chad is the guy Donny dropped first. The little guy. Anyhow not
important. Donny ducks Joe's punch and hits him the gut. Then the
little guy,"
"Cameron."
"Right Cameron, tries to punch Donny, but Donny's too fast and jabs him
twice to the face. He puts his hands to his face and screams, like a
little girl. No offense Danny.'
"None taken."
Joe takes another swing and Donny ducks that punch as well, and then your
brother feints with his left, and then POW! Right uppercut! He hits
Joe
square on the jaw and he goes down as well."
"Oh man that is so cool," says Nick.
"That Cameron guy just ran away," says Ivan.
"Probably a smart move," I say, "my brother might have knocked his head
off."
"The teachers showed up, but there was no fight to break up. All the
students defended Donny and said the others started the fight, but Donny
still got detention," says Ivan.
"Total BS," says Tad.
"Hey, Nick, here we are." We are in front of the Papadakis barber shop.
Tad and Ivan fist bump Nick and let him out in front of the barber shop.
His father sees me in the back of the car, I wave at him. He does look
baffled. We take off the second Nick's feet touch pavement.
"Donny asked me to pick you up, but I don't drive stick, so I asked Ivan
to drive the car. Also, He wanted to check you out, now that you are
wearing dresses, Danny."
"What?"
"I did not!"
"You did too, you said you wanted to see if 'Danny was doable', you
totally did."
"That's not what I said. Okay I meant if Danny was doable in general,
not that I would do it with her."
Ivan punches Tad in the shoulder.
"So.....Ivan would you?" says Tad.
"Yeah Ivan, am I doable?" I jump in on the joke.
Ivan looks at me and grins.
"You perv I'm only thirteen!" I say with big smile.
"I'd have to put a bag over Danny's head of course," says Ivan getting
back at me.
"So Tad, your okay with me wearing a dress, I though you guys would be
total jerks about it."
"I've got a cousin who wears dresses and sings in the Village in New
York. I saw his act, her act a few months ago, they call it a drag show.
It was really, really funny. Donny says you were breaking up inside
really badly, and that you were being, you know brave about who you were
really are and stuff."
"My dorky brother said all that?"
"Yep, the Donster is like a wise eagle soaring through the skies," says
Tad.
"I think it's supposed to be an owl Tad," I say
"No it's a falcon," says Ivan.
"Maybe it's an ostrich?" says Tad.
'They don't fly dumb ass," says Ivan.
"The Donster is like a wise red breasted nuthatch soaring majestically
through the skies, pooping on dorks like Ivan," says Tad.
I am giggling really hard in the back of the car at their fake argument.
"We'll hopefully the Donster can fly out of his birdcage otherwise known
as detention," I say adding to the bird metaphor.
We arrive at my house, I yell out "thanks" and once again the Red tornado
takes off seconds after my feet hit the curb. I'm home, in one piece.
How the heck did that happen?
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