Note: Thanks to DanishGirl, Banksiesbabe99, crazy4nc128, Adriana3, and
KShyne99 for your reviews of chapter 9. I think everyone was cheering for
Angela last chapter including me. And DanishGirl you'll get to see Phil
tell Adam he can go to public school this chapter. Hope you like how I
wrote that scene.
As he got off the bus the following afternoon Adam walked slowly toward his house. He didn't want to go home. His mom had told him that she and his father had things to discuss last night and that was why she had asked Casey if he could stay with them last night. Adam had a feeling more was going on than just a discussion.
Up ahead Shane Larson, Ronnie McGill, and Marty Foote walked together. The three of them had set in the back of the bus and every time the bus driver hadn't been looking had thrown paper balls at him. He had tried to just ignore it and kept staring out the window. When they had stopped at his bus stopped he had waited for the three of them to get off first and then followed. He figured he was safer if he let them go in front of them. At least then they couldn't come up behind him.
He watched as the three headed toward Shane's house. There had been a time that he would have been with them. Now he kept walking past the Larson's house and toward his own house.
After saying hello to his mother Adam headed upstairs to his room. He got out his school books and started his homework. He was almost done when he heard a knock at his door.
"Come in," he called. Adam expected his mother or Martha to come in. Instead to his surprise his Dad came into the room.
"Dad," Adam said in surprise quickly standing up.
"Hi son," Phil said closing the door behind him and walking over to Adam's bed and sitting down. He motioned for his son to come over and sit down next to him. Uncertain as to what was going on Adam slowly walked over and sat down next to his dad. "Your mom and I were talking last night Adam and we were thinking that maybe sending you away to boarding school isn't the best thing. So I was wondering what you wanted to do for school next year. There are several private schools we can look into and maybe we can find one that you're happy with."
Phil still wasn't thrilled about sending his son to public school. He was hoping that if he could get Adam interested in another private school then Angela would go along with it. His wife obviously wanted whatever would make Adam happy.
"You really want my opinion as to what school I want to go to next year?" Adam said tentatively.
"Yes I do." Phil said.
"I'd really just like to go to public school," Adam said quietly. Almost so quiet that Phil couldn't hear him. It was then that Phil really saw what Angela had been trying to tell him. Adam really was unhappy with how things were right now.
"If that's what you want then that is where you'll go next year," Phil said with a sigh. He could see he wasn't going to get his way with this. This was one battle that he was just going to have to admit defeat with. "I'll call the Minneapolis Public School office tomorrow and start getting things sorted out."
"Thanks Dad," Adam said giving his Dad a hug. Phil was taken by surprise by the hug. It had been a long time since he had been hugged by either one of his sons. As he hugged his son back he had to admit he liked the feeling.
3 Months Later:
Adam waited out front of his house for the bus that would take him to the public school. A few houses down he saw Shane come out of his house and start walking toward the corner. Shane cast a couple glances back at him probably wondering what Adam was up to.
A few minutes later the his bus stopped in front of his house. He slowly walked up the steps onto the bus and took a seat in the first empty seat he came across. He didn't recognize anyone on the bus but at least no one was giving him evil looks. Adam couldn't help but wonder if he was doing the right thing. What if he had traded one school where the kids hated him for being a traitor for a school where the kids hated him just because he was a rich kid.
He worried about that the whole ride across town to the public school. As his bus pulled up in front of the school he slowly got out of his seat and off the bus. He looked at the paper that had his home room assignment on it and then looked back to the school. The school was huge. He wondered how he was ever going to find his way to his home room let alone to any of his classes.
"Hey Cake-Eater over hear," he heard a familiar voice called.
Adam looked in the direction of the voice to find Jesse, Charlie and the rest of the Ducks standing off to one side of the front steps. He felt a smile come to his face as he headed toward them.
"What home room do you have?" Jesse asked him as he joined the group.
"Ah room 125," Adam said glancing at the paper again.
"Hey your in my home room," Connie said. "Charlie and Fulton are with us too."
"Great," Adam said. At least the problem of finding his home room was solved. All he had to worry about was the rest of his classes.
"Hey let me see your schedule Adam and we'll see which of us are in your classes," Charlie said. "I'm sure between all of us we can make sure you get to all your classes without getting loss."
"Thanks," Adam said as he handed his schedule over to Charlie. Maybe this wasn't going to be all that bad. He was sure he was going to find kids who didn't like him but at least he had the Ducks.
The pee wee hockey league had even called the night before and informed his dad that after a long deliberation they had decided not to redraw district lines. If Adam wanted to play hockey then he would have to play with District Five. Adam could tell his dad wasn't too happy when he had informed his wife and Adam of the leagues decision. After a look from his wife though Phil didn't say anything else. Adam was thrilled to be playing with the Ducks again. After dinner he had immediately called Charlie and Jesse to tell them the news. Both of them were thrilled to have Adam back.
The school year and hockey season was looking bright for Adam Banks. He couldn't wait till the first hockey practice that afternoon.
The kids heard the first bell ring and started heading toward the school. Adam followed Connie, Charlie, and Fulton to their home room and Charlie told him that they had the first class together.
"I'm glad your Dad let you come to public school this year," Charlie told him.
"Me too," Adam said as they found seats in the back of the classroom and the school day began.
-The end. Thanks to all of you who reviewed. I really appreciated your feed back. I hope you like the way I ended story. I figured after all the awful things that I've had Phil Banks do in my stories that for once I'd give him a little bit of a redeeming quality.
As he got off the bus the following afternoon Adam walked slowly toward his house. He didn't want to go home. His mom had told him that she and his father had things to discuss last night and that was why she had asked Casey if he could stay with them last night. Adam had a feeling more was going on than just a discussion.
Up ahead Shane Larson, Ronnie McGill, and Marty Foote walked together. The three of them had set in the back of the bus and every time the bus driver hadn't been looking had thrown paper balls at him. He had tried to just ignore it and kept staring out the window. When they had stopped at his bus stopped he had waited for the three of them to get off first and then followed. He figured he was safer if he let them go in front of them. At least then they couldn't come up behind him.
He watched as the three headed toward Shane's house. There had been a time that he would have been with them. Now he kept walking past the Larson's house and toward his own house.
After saying hello to his mother Adam headed upstairs to his room. He got out his school books and started his homework. He was almost done when he heard a knock at his door.
"Come in," he called. Adam expected his mother or Martha to come in. Instead to his surprise his Dad came into the room.
"Dad," Adam said in surprise quickly standing up.
"Hi son," Phil said closing the door behind him and walking over to Adam's bed and sitting down. He motioned for his son to come over and sit down next to him. Uncertain as to what was going on Adam slowly walked over and sat down next to his dad. "Your mom and I were talking last night Adam and we were thinking that maybe sending you away to boarding school isn't the best thing. So I was wondering what you wanted to do for school next year. There are several private schools we can look into and maybe we can find one that you're happy with."
Phil still wasn't thrilled about sending his son to public school. He was hoping that if he could get Adam interested in another private school then Angela would go along with it. His wife obviously wanted whatever would make Adam happy.
"You really want my opinion as to what school I want to go to next year?" Adam said tentatively.
"Yes I do." Phil said.
"I'd really just like to go to public school," Adam said quietly. Almost so quiet that Phil couldn't hear him. It was then that Phil really saw what Angela had been trying to tell him. Adam really was unhappy with how things were right now.
"If that's what you want then that is where you'll go next year," Phil said with a sigh. He could see he wasn't going to get his way with this. This was one battle that he was just going to have to admit defeat with. "I'll call the Minneapolis Public School office tomorrow and start getting things sorted out."
"Thanks Dad," Adam said giving his Dad a hug. Phil was taken by surprise by the hug. It had been a long time since he had been hugged by either one of his sons. As he hugged his son back he had to admit he liked the feeling.
3 Months Later:
Adam waited out front of his house for the bus that would take him to the public school. A few houses down he saw Shane come out of his house and start walking toward the corner. Shane cast a couple glances back at him probably wondering what Adam was up to.
A few minutes later the his bus stopped in front of his house. He slowly walked up the steps onto the bus and took a seat in the first empty seat he came across. He didn't recognize anyone on the bus but at least no one was giving him evil looks. Adam couldn't help but wonder if he was doing the right thing. What if he had traded one school where the kids hated him for being a traitor for a school where the kids hated him just because he was a rich kid.
He worried about that the whole ride across town to the public school. As his bus pulled up in front of the school he slowly got out of his seat and off the bus. He looked at the paper that had his home room assignment on it and then looked back to the school. The school was huge. He wondered how he was ever going to find his way to his home room let alone to any of his classes.
"Hey Cake-Eater over hear," he heard a familiar voice called.
Adam looked in the direction of the voice to find Jesse, Charlie and the rest of the Ducks standing off to one side of the front steps. He felt a smile come to his face as he headed toward them.
"What home room do you have?" Jesse asked him as he joined the group.
"Ah room 125," Adam said glancing at the paper again.
"Hey your in my home room," Connie said. "Charlie and Fulton are with us too."
"Great," Adam said. At least the problem of finding his home room was solved. All he had to worry about was the rest of his classes.
"Hey let me see your schedule Adam and we'll see which of us are in your classes," Charlie said. "I'm sure between all of us we can make sure you get to all your classes without getting loss."
"Thanks," Adam said as he handed his schedule over to Charlie. Maybe this wasn't going to be all that bad. He was sure he was going to find kids who didn't like him but at least he had the Ducks.
The pee wee hockey league had even called the night before and informed his dad that after a long deliberation they had decided not to redraw district lines. If Adam wanted to play hockey then he would have to play with District Five. Adam could tell his dad wasn't too happy when he had informed his wife and Adam of the leagues decision. After a look from his wife though Phil didn't say anything else. Adam was thrilled to be playing with the Ducks again. After dinner he had immediately called Charlie and Jesse to tell them the news. Both of them were thrilled to have Adam back.
The school year and hockey season was looking bright for Adam Banks. He couldn't wait till the first hockey practice that afternoon.
The kids heard the first bell ring and started heading toward the school. Adam followed Connie, Charlie, and Fulton to their home room and Charlie told him that they had the first class together.
"I'm glad your Dad let you come to public school this year," Charlie told him.
"Me too," Adam said as they found seats in the back of the classroom and the school day began.
-The end. Thanks to all of you who reviewed. I really appreciated your feed back. I hope you like the way I ended story. I figured after all the awful things that I've had Phil Banks do in my stories that for once I'd give him a little bit of a redeeming quality.