|The Tales of X High School
Author: Tend to Infinity PM
The horror and happiness of the adult world approaches the X high school safety patrol, and their story, of love and loss, will be told. Completed and Continued in "The Patrol and The Riot".Rated: Fiction T - English - Crime/Romance - C. Fillmore & Ingrid T. - Chapters: 25 - Words: 50,134 - Reviews: 65 - Favs: 24 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 12-09-10 - Published: 07-19-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6157249
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The tales of X high school
Note: I do not own Fillmore! Fillmore! is property of the Disney Coperation and I do not intend and will not make any profit from these stories. They are merely for the entertainment of the reader. This story is not to be copied or re-published.
With that out of the way, let us begin.
Episode 1: Reunion
After the summer holidays, the X middle school safety patrol return to school. However, not middle school. They are now fourteen years old and have graduated middle school. Upon recommendation, they have become members of the high school safety patrol. Vallejo, being a year older, has been promoted to senior safety patrol commissioner and Fillmore and Ingrid have become the youngest ever Head officers. Added to this, there are several more members from other grades and schools making a more complete group. Though Fillmore and Third have no idea of the changes made yet, they are aware that there will be other prodigies beside themselves.
Fillmore and Third walked briskly down the extended journey created by their new school. They were drinking coffee from the local Starbucks and discussing a time old debate between them.
"Ingrid, I don't care what you think," Fillmore said, "Tacos are much tastier than egg rolls."
"Fillmore," Ingrid sighed.
"You know, you do, do that a lot," Fillmore joked. "A new safety patrol 'ey, should be cool."
"Yeah," replied Ingrid. "Vallejo has been going on and on about his promotion."
"Yep," Fillmore laughed. "He never stops, does he." Fillmore raised an eyebrow when he gazed at the new school. He had seen it before, but its size was incredible. "Ingrid, look at that!"
"Once I've seen it once Fillmore, it's not as epic the second time," she replied. She was a certified genius with a photographic memory. Despite this, she was impressed by the school. No one was there yet, as they had arrived at seven o'clock. They always arrived early, and now they had a real reason.
They walked through the large, metal doors to the pristine hall of whiteness. "Dawg, this place is clean!" Fillmore laughed. He looked around and raised an eyebrow. "Yo Ingrid, where is the safety patrol H.Q?"
Ingrid laughed. "What makes you think I know?" Fillmore looked at her. "It's this way, I checked the maps earlier, this place sure does need a map, its huge."
Ingrid gestured to Fillmore and he followed her. After what felt like a lifetime of walking, they arrived at the h.q. It has golden letters inscribed on the door. They opened the door and no one was there. They looked around for a few minutes and saw the office.
The door shot open. "Fillmore? Third?" It was Vallejo and he was wearing a badge reading; "Senior Commissioner". "You two are early. Get in here!" He gestured into his office. When they had sat down, he cleared his throat. Vallejo had lost quite a lot of weight since the start of summer. He was a year older than them but cam back on the last day of Ingrid and Fillmore's final day. Principle Folsom, now principle of the High School, had appointed him the Senior Commissioner after a year of hard work, not to mention a great adviser.
Just before he spoke, Fillmore interrupted him. "Nice golden plate, Vallejo," he joked. On Vallejo's desk was a golden plate with his name on. "Real gold Vallejo?" Fillmore was mocking Vallejo subtly, though it was all in taste, Fillmore always respected Vallejo. He never told him this, and never will.
"Yes Fillmore," Vallejo sighed at the interruption. "Anyway, you two have been fantastic for the patrol for middle school; Folsom expects the same these few years." He turned to Ingrid. "Listen Ingrid, we have a new profiler and hacker in the safety patrol from England."
"Why is that important to me?" Ingrid asked. She wanted to say it was good to see him, however, duty calls, and Vallejo didn't often show emotions that would accompany that statement, so she kept it to herself.
"Well, he's something of a genius, like you." Vallejo replied. "His name is Edward Johnson. I thought there may be a bit of rivalry between the two of you on your part."
"Vallejo," Ingrid shook her head. "Not a chance."
"Well, let's keep it that way," Vallejo replied. "You have new desks by the way, they are at the back. They also, Fillmore, have golden plates." Vallejo knew Fillmore was mocking him earlier, and decided to play along.
"Oh and you two," Vallejo said and they turned. "It's great to see you."
"You to Vallejo, you to," Fillmore replied and Ingrid nodded with a smile.
They walked over to their new desks, which had nice, new computers and comfy, rotating chairs. Fillmore sat down in his. "Dawg Ingrid, this is comfy!"
Ingrid laughed and turned on her computer. They had grown up a lot since middle school. They looked older and acted older. They were still, however, best friends. They registered their logins and browsed the net for a while before the rest arrived; the first being Tehama.
"Ingrid!" Tehama shouted and ran over and hugged her. Ingrid and Tehama had become very close over the summer break. "Hi Fillmore."
"Hello Tehama," he said and smiled.
Tehama looked a lot older to. Her hair was longer, though still in ponytails at the sides; she was slimmer and taller, around Fillmore's height now. Her passion for science and forensics had not diminished over the years. She was best friends with Joseph Anza since middle school, she had always wanted more, though Anza never made any advances.
Tehama sister, Lana Tehama, had arrived with her. Lana was in the year above, Vallejo's year, and looked like an older version of Tehama. "Hello," said Lana, "I'm this little forensic nerds older sister, Lana. " She joked.
"Hello Lana," Fillmore and Ingrid said. "I suppose we should call you Karen now, Tehama."
Tehama half side, half agreed. She liked being called Tehama. "Well anyway, I am off to class," said Lana. "See ya all later." She departed.
"She seemed nice," remarked Ingrid to Karen.
"Yeah," replied Karen. "A bit too friend obsessed, but she is nice."
Anza arrived next, Fillmore got up and punched fists and chatted for a while. Anza talked to Tehama for a bit and then noticed Ingrid. Ingrid had grown a lot since middle school and Fillmore had noticed. "Looking good Ingrid," Anza said. Fillmore frowned but Anza did not see. Anza had grown dramatically, his hair was slightly curly, and was tall and muscular, still a head taller than Fillmore. He was a handsome boy, and both Ingrid and Tehama had noticed. This caused Fillmore to feel a twitch of jealousy.
"Stop it Anza," Ingrid said but obviously like his attention. Fillmore thought about what had just happened and decided it was just Anza, and went back to browsing the internet, as Anza has become obsessed with girls because of his age.
For the next half an hour people began to arrive, until all the people from X middle school had arrived. The older group then arrived, though they did no take much attention to the X middle school patrol, and started chatting loudly. They did say hello to Fillmore and Ingrid, as they had heard about them.
Vallejo walked out of his office and pulled his tie up to his neck. "Good morning everyone," he started, but the H.Q door had open and everyone had lost interest. In strode another patroller, though he seemed different from the rest. His hair was short brown and messy, like he had never combed it. He was wearing joggers and a white top, though this was not the strange part. He carried a walking stick with a golden eagle beak for the handle and limped badly. "And you are?" Vallejo asked, obviously irritated at the interruption.
"Edward Johnson," the boy replied without stopping to his desk. There were mutterings from around the room, mostly from the older students. He looked like he had no interest in being here, and that his mind was else ware.
Fillmore whispered to Ingrid. "That's the other genius, Ingrid." Ingrid looked fine about it, she did not mind another person stealing her thunder, if anything, she welcomed it. It was a change, though she didn't mind.
Vallejo continued his speech, saying how the older students shouldn't mind about his age, and that it should be a good year. He also introduced Fillmore and Ingrid to them, as the new heads of investigation, and the rest of the younger team. He also introduced Edward, the young hacker from England.
People began to talk and some made their way to lessons. Vallejo called Fillmore and Ingrid into his office. "Listen," he began in his usual way. "That guy is a strange one, so watch out, from what I have heard he can tell any secret just from the way you talk, if there is anything you don't want him to know, be careful how you say it too him."
They walked out. Edward raised his eyebrow. "Have a nice chat about me?" he asked. Fillmore and Ingrid said nothing, wary of this new member. They said hello and went back to their seats. Edward obviously did not care about rules and had his feet on the table, massaging his weak leg.
Fillmore opened a new email account on his computer and added all of the contacts on his phone. About an hour and a half later, Vallejo shouted out, "Fillmore, Third, Johnson, my office." They walked in, Edward slightly behind, due to his leg. Fillmore offered his chair to Edward, but he refused.
"You three," Vallejo began, "will work together as a team. You two," he said to Fillmore and Ingrid, who smiled. "This is Edward, he is the safety patrols new profiler and "white" hacker. He will work with you on cases, even though he doesn't want to."
"Damn straight," said Edward, scratching his leg.
"Watch it, Johnson," Vallejo said and Edward sneered, but apologised, however insincere. "Just letting you know, so you can get to know each other. Dismissed!"
They walked out of his office. "Hello Edward," said Ingrid, "I'm Ingrid Third, pleased to meet you."
"And I'm Fillmore," Fillmore said and held out his hand. Edward examined it for a while and then shook it. They heard him mutter "interesting."
Ingrid looked at Fillmore. "Saw that Third," Edward said. "But, for the while I'll keep it myself." He half chuckled to himself and limped off.
"What did he see?" Fillmore asked.
"No idea," Third said. This was a lie, Third had looked longingly at Fillmore for just a second and Edward must have noticed. She could deny it, and Fillmore would believe her over Edward, for now, at least, she was safe.
They heard a bang and everyone started laughing, they looked around and saw Danny on the floor, and Anza beside him laughing. "What happened?" Fillmore asked, and chuckled when he saw Danny on the floor. Danny was always clumsy, but it was amusing to see this re-surface.
"We told Danny to go on the scary maze game," Anza stuttered through laugher. "It scared him so much he fell of his chair!" He almost fell off his own.
"It's not funny, guys," Danny moaned, though you could see that he too, was seeing the funny side. He got up and got on his chair again, and burst out laughing at his own reaction. This was part of the appeal of Danny, he didn't take himself seriously.
"Anza, let's get Vallejo next," Tehama giggled. Anza laughed and set up the game again. "Vallejo," she shouted and Vallejo opened the door. "Come here, there is a maze game no one can beat, wanna take a crack at it?" Vallejo rubbed his hands together and came over.
Vallejo accepted and Fillmore laughed. The lunch bell rang loudly and most of the patrollers got out their lunch and a few went to the canteen. "Wanna go to Starbucks, Ingrid?" Fillmore asked. "Grab a bite and a coffee?"
"Sure, Fillmore," Ingrid replied and they walked out of H.Q, just slowly enough to hear Vallejo scream. Ingrid nearly fell over with laughter.
Tehama, now Karen, and Anza were sitting on the school field. Anza was eating a sandwich and Karen had already eaten. There relationship usually involved Karen talking and Anza listening. However, since the holidays, Anza had grown up a lot, and the talking had become even.
"It's nice to be back," said Karen happily.
"Yeah," said Anza, who looked like his mind was else ware. "Everyone has grown up, especially Ingrid."
"Yeah," Karen agreed. "She looks so much older." She sensed something strange about the comment but thought, like Fillmore, that it was just the new Anza.
Anza felt slightly attracted to Ingrid now, though he would never tell Karen. Despite them being best friends, he kept his secret matter secret, it just was the way he was. He, in a strange, friendly way, loved Karen and had done for a long time. He would never tell her, as he always thought she was forensics first, people later. He was far to proud to be rejected.
Fillmore and Ingrid reached the front entrance they left and walked down the cracked path. "Fillmore," Ingrid said. "Why do you think they need a hacker working for the safety patrol?"
"I suppose there is a higher computer crime rate here at X.H," he replied. "That Edward, he's quite a character."
"Yeah," Ingrid replied. She could see that Fillmore thought she was envious, but she was not. She liked people taking the attention, as she had said before.
"It's great to be back," Fillmore said, Ingrid agreed as they headed to the local Starbucks.
In the distance looking out of an open window was the hacker himself. With an eyebrow raised he stared and thought to himself: This is going to be fun!
So, that was the first episode of my Fillmore series, stay reading for more. Make sure you review with ideas that you might want to see or things that you liked. I would like a bit of constructive criticism and your opinions on my new character, Edward.