King Of Bad [Super Villian Academy Book 1] by Kai Strand Read Free Book Online

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establishment they visited. It was a real school. Tubs had an office there and
teachers and students seemed to know him. Jeff was dying to ask him how he
managed the charade, but didn’t have an opportunity. Jeff’s parents were
thoroughly convinced that he would benefit from such an experience. Jeff whined
to them about having to leave his friends. Mother argued that it might be his
last chance to learn to walk the straight and narrow. Jeff complained that he
didn’t like being held to a schedule. Mother scolded that it was about time he
learned responsibility. As he suspected, his parents didn’t listen to any of
his arguments and in the end they handed Tubs a big fat tuition check.
    On the plane ride home the next day, Jeff and Sandra
ended up sitting a few rows behind their parents.
    “Jeff, aren’t you a little nervous about this?”
Sandra asked.
    Jeff stared out the window at the topside of the
fluffy clouds. “Yeah, I am.”
    “Can’t you just promise to be good or something?”
Sandra asked.
    Jeff turned to Sandra. Her eyes were round and watery
with worry. Her bottom lip was held prisoner between her teeth. Jeff smiled at
her. “I won’t though. I can’t be good. You should know that better than me.”
    A sudden thought struck Jeff. He gasped and studied
Sandra’s face.
    “What?” She leaned away.
    “Sandra, do you…um…can you…” Jeff gnawed the inside
of his cheek. If he asked her and she didn’t know what he was talking about
she’d really think he was crazy. But could he handle not asking? No. “Sandra,
can you do anything that other kids can’t do? Like run really fast or hear
super well. Anything unusual?”
    Jeff could already tell that her answer was no by the
screwed up expression on her face as she examined him.
    “Jeff, what are you talking about?”
    “Nothing, I guess. Never mind. I’m just saying that
sometimes I feel like I’m better than anyone at being bad.” Jeff shrugged,
hoping to bring the conversation back to somewhat normal.
    “You’re like king of bad,” Sandra said. She shifted
into the middle of her seat. “Remember the rotting cat you left under the
school bleachers during the playoffs? That was genius.”
    Jeff chuckled. “Yeah, the maggots were pure bonus. I
bet the teacher who found it still has nightmares.”
    “What do you suppose they’ll teach you at that
school?” Sandra asked.
    “I don’t know, standard stuff, I guess. It didn’t
seem that bad. Maybe you’ll end up there with me one day.”
    “Dope, it’s a boys’ school.”
    “Oh yeah.”

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
    Chapter 9

 
    Two weeks later, Jeff settled into his new dorm room
at the academy. It had been quite a show getting there. He, Sandra and their
parents had flown to the bogus school again with Jeff’s suitcases, guitar and
Pucker. A big deal was made to get Jeff settled in to his new room. Tubs had
told them that Jeff’s assigned roommate hadn’t arrived yet, so Jeff could pick
whichever side of the room he wanted. His family spent the night at a nearby
hotel and came back one last time the next morning to say goodbye. After they
left, Jeff packed up all his stuff again and he and Tubs flew back across the
country to the academy only 30 miles from Jeff’s home.
    There he unpacked his stuff all over again.
    The room was cramped even though it only had a single
bed, small bedside table and a dresser. A small closet took up a corner of the
room and the furniture occupied the rest. But Jeff was glad to have a room to himself .
    He’d just finished hanging his favorite poster, a picture
of a lake at night that Jeff could stare at for hours, when a boy resembling
the professional wrestler, Randy Orton, barged into Jeff’s room.
    “Knock much?” Jeff asked.
    The kid walked right over to Jeff and punched him in
the nose.
    “What the hell was that for?” Jeff grabbed a wad of
tissues to catch the flowing blood.
    The kid glowered back and then moved over to