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One month of events, sit down because here comes an information dump, let's begin, first of all, while Jimmy spent half of his Saturday locked in his room working, the school was buzzing with gossip and murmurs about what happened on the morning of that fateful day.
Well, let's just say that, as Jimmy had promised Christy the day before, the school woke up to a surprise; it just wasn't the way he imagined it would be when he said that.
Everyone's day started normally, and it would have continued that way if it weren't for a certain Mr. Burton, who, upon finding himself unable to return home because someone had slashed all the tires of his car and no bus would let him in, decided to enter the school to take a shower.
The problem with that decision is that it was impossible for him not to draw everyone's attention; his body was completely covered in shit, which was already dry, and he stank so much that even from thirty meters away, everyone could smell his unbearable stench.
And sure enough, the news spread through the school like fire in a dry forest, and well, the inevitable happened, nicknames began circulating among the students at an impressive speed, among them were: Mr. Covered in Shit, Mr. Crappy, Explosive Butthole, Pig, Shit Taster, Rotten Mouth, Corpse-Smell, the Bathroom Blocker, the Toilet Breaker.
Even after hours had passed since the incident, the murmurs continued circulating through the school with force. They said that anyone who crossed his path would vomit on the spot, that someone had played an epic prank on him, that he was like that because he had a strange fetish for shit.
Basically, Mr. Burton became the laughingstock of the entire school, and the best of all, or worst depending on the perspective, is that even after shutting down one of the school's bathrooms while taking a shower, he still smelled like shit; it was as if now he had a permanent shit aura surrounding him.
After that day, that 'aura' became a common indicator of his presence; if you smelled something bad, it meant that Mr. Burton was nearby.
And as the month went by, Mr. Burton's situation became more and more tense, so to speak; let's just say that employing a teacher whom no one wanted to have class with because of the smell was proving to be a burden more disadvantageous than anything else for the school administration.
And well, upon realizing that his job was at risk, Mr. Burton took drastic measures to try to solve his problem; he began taking so many showers and scrubbing his skin so hard that most of the time he was pink.
This made one of his nicknames start gaining traction very quickly; if before they called him a pig for being dirty and smelly, now it was also because of his pink skin from so much scrubbing.
Summarizing the shitty situation Mr. Burton found himself in, basically his job was hanging by a thread, his body was impregnated with an unbearable stench of shit that refused to go away no matter how many showers he took, his car had become unusable for the same reason, he spent a lot of money, more than once, trying to clean its interior and it still didn't work, it still smelled like shit. Well, I'd say it was a very successful prank, wouldn't you?
Now, setting aside Mr. Burton and the consequences of the prank, let's talk about how the month went for Jimmy.
First, let's talk about his academic performance, since that will be quicker. In fact, there isn't much to say about it; Jimmy remained impeccable as always, no teacher had anything to complain about, on the contrary, what he heard the most were praises.
Including, his academic performance did not go unnoticed by the students, some idiots, not the Bullies, tried to intimidate him, thinking that because he was a 'nerd' he would be an easy target, but well, I can only say that there were no further attempts after the first one; they learned, just like the Bullies a few days earlier, that he was not someone to be messed with.
Now, two interesting things happened over the course of that month. First, Jimmy went into a growth spurt; he was now the same height as Christy, and it didn't seem like it would end anytime soon.
And second, he was no longer bald; his reddish-brown hair had started to grow, which was to be expected. At the moment, it was still very short, but even that had already changed his appearance quite a bit.
Moving on, Jimmy's days came down to waking up early, exercising, taking a shower, attending classes, learning from the old man Peter when he wasn't busy, spending a few hours working on his comic book, and finally going to sleep.
Of course, Jimmy also had his moments of leisure, time that he spent, for the most part, hanging out with his closest friends, Pete and Gary. Well, the relationship with the latter wasn't exactly that of a friend, since there was all that business of knowing he would betray him in the future and stuff.
Anyway, when he wasn't hanging out with Pete and Gary, Jimmy either spent his time with Christy, which usually involved the two of them fucking.
Or he wandered around the school with nothing to do, and it was exactly in those moments that he got to know other students, either because they approached him intending to ask him for a favor, or simply because they wanted to talk about something random with him.
Now, since we have already talked about his performance in class and his social life, let's focus on the next two things that really matter in this routine, the training with the hobo and the progress of the comic.
When old man Peter wasn't off preparing things for the plan they had discussed, he trained Jimmy in combat, and it was evident that the kid was becoming a more efficient killing machine with each passing day.
Not only that, Jimmy was also being trained in espionage; old man Peter began showing him the tricks in practice, things like how to have control over any environment, how to read a person quickly, how to infiltrate an unfamiliar place easily, how to extract information subtly, how to steer a conversation where you want it to go, how to disappear even when all eyes are on you, among many other tricks.
Well, despite the old man teaching him all these things, Jimmy was not exactly good at this espionage business; his learning was slower in this area than in others, but that did not mean he hadn't learned anything; on the contrary, he had already learned at least the basics.
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(AN: 1,143 Words)
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