Date: Mon, 09 Oct 2006 17:07:05 +0000
From: tim tim <noway16@hotmail.com>
Subject: chapter 71 of coach's assistant

Ok here is another chapter, we are getting closer to the finally. If you
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tim a sequal on highschool humiliation can be found down there.



David walked towards the hall and said he'd register all of us.  We tried to
stay away from the journalists as much as possible.  When he came back, he
wasn't alone.  Jordan, Susan and a lot of others were there and we were
congratulated by all.

"So, do you want a spot in the first row, guys?" Susan asked.

"No, I don't think that would be a good idea ... not with all the journalists
around," I replied

"Yea ... sorry about that but, after our statement this morning, we've had a
lot of press attention," Jordan said.  "We even got several requests for
private interviews tomorrow.  I'm sure they'll hunt you down as well."

"Is Steve around?"  I hadn't seen him at the court house and I wanted to
thank him for his efforts to support us.

"Yea, he's being interviewed by one of the journalists.  Steve wants to
finish it off his series with a final article about what has happened here
today, I think."

"Can you thank him for me, Jordan, and tell him we can meet up some time
soon?  I don't think there'll be a lot of time to meet later."

"No, there won't be, I'm sure.  But I'll let him know."

"So, where are the others watching this?"

"Well, we've got so many people here that we decided to put up the big
screen in the gym," Jordan said.  "Otherwise we'd have to put too many
monitors in too many rooms.  But, as far as I know, this'll work out fine.
It might be a bit crowded in there, though.  So if you want to watch it from
somewhere else, I'm sure we can arrange that."

"No, the gym will be fine.  Good luck, Jordan.  See you later," I smiled
supportively as we walked away

"You bet, Nick," Jordan tossed back

We moved towards the gym.  Dad and Susan went in first and a roar went up
when they saw him.  I knew he was quite popular with most of the parents.
He was a good teacher, so the roar was a good sign and brought a smile to
his face.  I saw parents loOK a bit concerned at first but, as we proceeded
to some open seats, the room started to loudly chant "Nick! Nick! Nick!"
I'm sure they understood what the issues were tonight.

Again, we were congratulated by a lot of people.  Most of the "day" teachers
were sitting in one corner of the room and, although dad proceeded more to
the front of the room, I turned Francis and David towards that side.  I saw
that some of our friends who had no duties tonight were there as well.

I saw Randy.  I'd missed him earlier at the court house.  "Hey!  We won!" I
said.

"Yea, I heard!  Sorry I wasn't there but I couldn't go and I wanted to avoid
the press as much as I could."

"I understand ... but we nailed them good.  I'm sure that I couldn't have done
it without your help, though."

"I'm not sure ... your testimony was pretty convincing all by itself."

"Well, they might have bullied me ... but they wouldn't have given in that
quickly ...so it was good that you testified as you did."

"Thanks.  I heard you talked with David earlier today, Nick."

"Hmmm ... yea, I'm a big fan of his."

"He was impressed with your knowledge of SF/fantasy writing and said he'd
loved to talk with you later tonight at the party."

"Party???" Francis interrupted.

"Yea!  Don't you think there'll be lots to celebrate tonight?  I got the
impression that it is going to be an all-out victory tonight.  So we
organized a party for later and, of course, you're all invited to join in."

"Good!  That is, we're going to have one later, too, and you're all invited
to join us for Thanksgiving if you want."

"Sounds like a plan, Nick! Randy said.

I saw that Francis had moved towards Andy and Brad.

"Can I join you down here, Randy?"

"Yea, this spot is still free.  We've attracted quite a crowd."

"Yea ... I think that most of the students are still here, and a lot of the
parents have dropped in, too."

"Well, most of the parents are sitting in the hall," I pointed out.  "But it
seems that not everyone could be fitted into the auditorium."

"Oh, they're starting."

We sat down and went silent as we saw on the big overhead screen that
everyone was taking their places at the big table on the podium.  There was
the director of education of the school and the eight teachers and eight
parents who made up the committee.  Formal introductions and some
announcements were made to inform the audience what the procedures for the
evening would be.  An announcement was made that there would be at least one
other subject that was on the agenda, but it was up to the executive
committee of the board if this second item would be discussed or not.  The
director of education didn't mention what the second point was so that was
rather strange, I thought.

The discussion then was opened by a short resume of what had been going on
that day.  Then a few teachers and students were invited to give their
comments about the current situation.  Most of them were in favor of what
the students had tried to achieve.  One or two were a bit more cautious and
stated that they wanted to make sure conflicts like this would be prevented
in future.  Some demanded a strict code of behavior for students and
teachers alike.

Then there was a round of statements by members of the parents' association.
  It was quite clear that the positions taken now were considerably less
dogmatic than they had been in the past.  The teachers seemed especially
more open to a compromise.  You could see that they'd felt parental pressure
on them from the last meeting.  Some of the parents seemed to take a more
moderate stand.

After 30 minutes of discussion ... and a lot of boos when some of the more
extreme members of the parents' association maintained their positions ... the
director of education invited some members of the audience to comment on the
discussion.  Again most of the participants didn't at all understand the
decisions taken earlier to suppress the school newspaper and strongly urged
the administration to take a more approach to student protest.

The director of education then closed that part of the discussion down.  One
of the parents wanted to open the discussion again but the director of
education prevented that.

"I think we've heard most of the arguments now.  I think we're just
repeating ourselves, so I think it best to conclude this part of the agenda.
  But before I do that, I want to ask Jordan as spOKesperson for the
students to present their demands which would permit the school to go back
to normal operations.  Jordan?"

Jordan stepped to the microphone.

"I know that most of you were surprised by the action taken by the students.
  I must make sure you understand that this is not a protest by just a few
students but one that is supported by almost 90 percent of the students
going to this school.  I'm not going to go into the amount of support we've
gotten today from other groups and from students all over the district.  Our
demands haven't changed and are still the same as we presented earlier this
week when we started the occupation of the building.  To sum them up: we
want the revocation of all decisions of the last parent-teacher association
meeting.  Further, we want to make sure that repressive measures like those
decided at the last meeting won't happen again.  We've issued a list of
student rights that can assure that.  I hope that the teacher-parent
association, in all its wisdom, will listen to the voice of the students,
even though the association thinks they know best."

"Thanks, Jordan," the director of education said.  "We all have the list in
front of us."

"I move that we vote on this immediately," one of the teachers said.  "I
don't think we need more discussion at this point."

"Oh, we do.  It's not that we're just going to approve all they want," one
of the parents said.

"I think we can proceed," the director said.  "Otherwise I think we're just
going to go over familiar arguments."

"Oh, well ... in that case, I propose we vote twice ... once on the status of
the decisions taken earlier and one on the proposals put forward by the
students."

"I second that," one of the teachers added.

I was starting to see what they were trying to do.  The extremists knew that
they'd lost, but they didn't want to surrender.  The vote went as I
expected.  The decisions of the last meeting were voided but they didn't
approve the new additions the students wanted.  I think perhaps four of the
eight teachers and six of the eight parents voted against it.  I saw that
the director was talking with the teacher and parent sitting beside him.

"I adjourn this meeting for a short break of ten minutes."

Audience comment in the gym was quite loud.  Some were shouting that they'd
continue the occupation and that the best thing to do was to toss the
parents and teachers out now.  I could see that some of the parents were
quite taken aback by what was happening.  I think a lot of them had no idea
what the students had been thinking.

We talked a bit about the situation.  The general feeling was that accepting
the association's compromise wasn't good, bit it was better than nothing.

After the break that lasted closer to 20 minutes, the director informed us
that, just before the meeting, he'd received a petition for recall of the
present members of the association signed by the required 15% of signatures
of both parents and.  The people who'd signed the petition seemed to feel
that new elections would be necessary if the association refused to listen
to the students.

There was a storm of protest from the current members of the association as
they found that an unjust decision because they had another two years to go
before elections would be held.  But the director pointed out the rules and
regulations that governed the association.  It seemed that, under the
bylaws, if 10% signed a recall request, it was valid and an election had to
be held at the first possible opportunity ... that is, tonight.

He explained the election procedure and, to make the appropriate
arrangements, the meeting was adjourned again.

"Wow!  Now that's a surprise!" Randy said.

"I don't think so," Francis said.  He'd just joined us and heard Randy's
remark.  "I think that they must have been working on that all afternoon.  I
think that is the reason why so many parents turned up.  They knew there'd
be an election.  Let's see what the others are saying about the prospect of
an election."

We walked towards the hall like most of the students, parents and teachers
were doing.  It toOK us some time to get there.

"Let's go to room 101.  I wouldn't be surprised if Jordan and the team were
there.  They used that as an office all day," Francis pointed out.

He was right as most of the protest leaders were there.

"So, what do you make of this, Jordan?" Alexei asked.

"I think this is exactly what we need to get what we wanted."

"Oh, I think so, as the parents in the gym know exactly how the students
feel."

"You knew something like this was going on?"  I asked him.

"Not exactly.  I'd been told that some of the parents had called a meeting
as soon as tonight's meeting had been announced.  I think Andrew and Peter's
parents had a lot to do with it.  I think that, on the teachers' side, the
fellow we toOK around the school this morning managed to get them on his
side or at least most of them.  I don't think we have to be afraid of the
teachers' position so, if we get enough parents over to our side, I think we
should be safe.  I don't think all of the current parents will be replaced."

"Well, at this point, you never know what'll happen."

"How long do you think this will take?"

"The director hopes the voting won't take more than an hour and then the
counting should be done quickly, too.  He wants to do the count in public,
so all can see what is happening.  He said he wanted to make sure that
there'd be no objections to the final result."

"I've got the idea that he's very happy with this outcome.  I understand
that, secretly, he wants to get rid of some of the more rigid association
members."

"Oh, I'm sure you're right about that.  He told me this afternoon that he
was very impressed with what we'd accomplished today.  Of course he
understood what we wanted, but he had no choice but to do what the
association had told him.  He wanted a large turnout tonight, in the hope
that he'd be dealing with a more moderate association."

"Well, an hour ... that gives us some time to think about what will happen
after this is over."

"Yea.  Can you come to room 201 in about 15 minutes, Nick, and you too,
Francis.  There is something Steve and I want to discuss with you.  Peter
and Andrew might be there, too."

"OK.  Let's see if we can get some drinks and we'll make our way there."

On the way to get a drink, we managed to see my dad and congratulate him on
how things were going.  He said he was happy that things were coming to a
conclusion.  He just wasn't sure things would help him, but he just had to
wait and see.  He told us he has some great news for later on as well.  He
wanted us to drop by our house before the party.  He wondered if we could
bring Alexei with us, too.

So, all in all, it went OK.  We were stopped several times again, sometimes
by journalists who wanted an interview with us ... but we told them that we
might do something on the Saturday morning.

When we arrived in room 201, Steve, Jordan, Andrew and Peter were there
already.  I walked towards Steve.  "Thanks for everything, Steve.  I'm happy
we'll soon be back to normal again."

"Yea, that's a big relief for me, too, although I might have ended up with a
permanent job as a result of my writing ... but it's better to complete my
education first."

"I know that all this might not have happened if you hadn't done the story
on me, but I think if we loOK back now, it's done our community a lot of
good."

"Well, if I can achieve as much with all my future articles as I did with
this one, I'll be a very, very lucky journalist, Nick."

"So, what is this meeting about, guys?"

Peter answered that one.  "We ... well, Steve and Jordan mostly but some
others too ... have been getting a lot of requests for interviews from TV and
newspapers.  So far, we've been able to put them off but, this afternoon, we
realized that what we did here today might have some good influence on
student awareness all over the country.  We got a lot of positive feedback
from students and it seems that our programs were a general success from an
educational point of view.  So if we want this to have a wider influence, we
need all the publicity we can get.  We think that bringing attention to
student rights is a good idea.  We don't want a small group of religious
people to control what we do and how we think."

"It sounds like an opportunity we need to grasp," Francis said.

"But we didn't want to do it without you guys.  You've been too important in
all of this."

"I don't know, Jordan.  We might have been the genesis of this but you guys,
Steve and the rest of the team, put it together.  I think it'd be better if
some of you toOK it forward.  I don't want to discuss what happened to me
any more.  I've had enough of that in court.  So I say, go ahead.  I agree ...
it's too good an opportunity to pass up but it might be better if you do it
without us."

"He might be right there, Jordan," Steve said as he though it over.

"So you're OK if Steve and Jordan do the talking about this issue?"

"Yea ... I can trust you guys.  Just make sure you focus on the appropriate
issue and the quality of the professional teaching experience."

Peter loOKed around and toOK some paper off one of the tables.  "OK, then
there's just one decision left.  I'd say we go for just two of the requests
and leave the rest.  We can prepare a short statement and release that after
tonight's meeting so we can be ready tomorrow morning ... but I think the best
way to approach is, an interview for a TV station tomorrow and an interview
for a regional newspaper that is put out on Sunday or Monday."

"Yea, that loOKs good to us ...we don't want to spend the whole weekend on it,
that's for sure," Jordan answered.

"You OK with that, too, Steve?" Peter asked.

"Yea, do you think it'll be regional television or a national program?"

"I don't know yet, Steve ... we seem to have a lot of media attention ... and
that might increase after the outcome of tonight's meeting."

"OK ... you're handling this fine ... so just let us know who's the one we're
going to support in our campaign as I'd guess that this is only the start of
it all."

"OK.  Is that all, then?"  Peter asked.  "It is almost time to go back to
the meeting."

"Yea.  You know what?  You're good at this, Peter.  Do you think you could
come by our house tomorrow morning?  We (my dad and the two of us) have been
thinking about what to say to the media, too.  They're following us around
and I think a short statement might help to end their harassment."

"That might be a good idea.  I wouldn't wait too long ... silence just
intensifies their interest.  Maybe, if you want, Nick, I could do a last
personal interview to bring it all to a conclusion.  You know you can trust
me ... and it might end all the harassment."

"Yea ... well, let me sleep on this and we'll get together tomorrow around ...
hmm ... let's say 11 or so ... as I think it might be a late night.  Did you
guys hear about the party as well?"

"Yes, Nick, we did.  I think there's actually several planned.  We thought
for a moment to organize one down here but we weren't sure if that would
work out time wise ... so I think there'll be three or four big ones in
several local pubs and bars."

"Good!  Well, let's make it midday then ... that would give us enough time to
prepare something.  We want to get this out of the way," Francis said.

"So, as Steve suggested, we'd better go back and see how far the voting has
gone."

It seemed that the voting had just completed, so we returned to the gym to
wait to see what the results were.  Most of the students and several of the
guest teachers were still there, but quite a few parents had left.  I think
they came especially for the vote.  I wondered how they knew who to vote
for.  I hoped the old ones wouldn't be returned to office again.

But as the counting started, it became clear that there had been just a few
more candidates to vote for and it was generally known that they represented
the slate of people who wanted a change in policy.  So, when the ballots
were counted, it became very clear that the previous members wouldn't be
re-elected.  Maybe one or two would keep their seats but that was it.  It
had been very smart to keep the alternatives to a slate of people who
opposed the current policies.

After about 45 minutes the results were announced: only two teachers and
four parents of the old association were returned to office but the others
were new.  They were sworn in and they agreed to hold their first meeting
immediately.  After a short discussion, there was a revote on the student
proposal and, without any hesitation (well, two dissenting votes), it was
passed.

The director closed the meeting after announcing that normal classes would
resume on Monday, but that there would be a general assembly at 4 p.m. that
afternoon.

There was just one thing to do after it was over and that was ... party time.
We were invited over the course of the next 20 minutes to at least four
parties.  We' go to one ... that would be enough after the day we'd had so
far.  We found dad in the hall and, after some congratulations, we left to
go home.  Susan, James and Alexei were there, too, together with Kathy and
David.

After we got past the journalists who somehow made the trip faster then we
did, dad handed out glasses of champagne.

"I know you all have parties you want to go to and I just want a moment.  I
can't thank enough the people who stood by us during the last few months and
kept us going.  For you, Alexei, I know that you played an important role in
getting today's events organized, and I thank you for that.  To you, Kathy
and David: I know you have more then enough trouble as it is already but I
hope you know that we love you and we'll be there for you just like you have
supported us.  For you, Francis: thank you for being beside us in these
rough times.  I know it wasn't the easiest way to start a relationship but,
from what I've seen of you, I think Nick has been very lucky to find you.
For you, Nick: I can only say thanks for being there for me, for having the
strength to go through all of this.  You've amazed me with that strength.
Just know that we're a family who'll always be available to help whenever
you need help.  For you, Susan, who I've become dependent upon faster then I
could imagine possible: I was afraid you'd back off when the accusations
started, but I found out quickly just how much spirit you have.  I can't say
how happy I am that, this morning, you agreed to become my wife."

He stopped after that word and I looked at him ... at David ... at the others ...
and then we both (David and me) flew towards him to congratulate him.  I saw
James doing the same with Susan.  She was the next on our list.  Though we
didn't know her well, she seemed to be a very kind and sweet person ...
perhaps a little old fashioned ... but a fine match for my dad.  More
champagne was poured for the next 30 minutes or so.  How much better could a
day get, I thought at that point.

We told dad about the press statement and other interviews that were planned
to move the professional teacher program into action as well as the equal
rights issue.  He agreed that it was indeed a good idea to press forward.
It would take more time and convincing to get it done but, with the support
of the board of education, who knows what might happen?  Alexei said he knew
that more people from all kinds of professions would be interested in
contributing a few days a year to a program like the one we were proposing.

We then went to our rooms as we wanted to freshen up before leaving.  Alexei
and James had gone with us as they would join us for the party.  David and
Kathy were going somewhere else.

"Hey, guys ... you didn't tell us where we're going."

"The gay bar ... we rented it ... it's going to be completely ours tonight."

"Hmm ... ours ... who is ours?" Francis asked.

"Well ... the gang ... quite a number of the people who taught today and a
number of students as well."

"Ah, well, we'd better get a move on then," Francis said and started to
undress in the room.

"Hmm ... I don't know if this is a good idea, to do it right here in the room,
guys," Alexei said.

"Oh ... are you getting shy now, Alexei?" James giggled.

"Yea ... no reason for any of that," Francis said.  "We've seen it before and,
anyway, we're going to be family soon."

Oh yea, I thought.  Now that was strange.  "You're going to be my
brother-in-law then, I guess, Alexei," I said.

We laughed and smiled as we realized that.  We were quite a bunch together.

We changed clothes and, although a bit shy, I noticed we all checked each
other out as it just seemed appropriate with so many good looking hunks
around.

We made it out of there without too many hardons, I suspect, and that was
good.

Alexei had been right: when we entered the gay bar, it was filled with
people.  The identities of some students were a bit of a surprise for me but
others really weren't.  Some were there just to support us ... others came out
that night just to enjoy the friendly environment we'd created.

I talked a lot with several people.  I had a good conversation with David
Eddings who, to my surprise, was still around.  He had a book signing in a
shop in town tomorrow before he went back home.  We swapped e-mail addresses
so we could keep in touch.

I had a good talk with both Andy and Brian who, although I hadn't chatted
with much before, I knew had been very good friends to Francis at a time
when he needed to blow off steam.

A number of people tried to get me to dance with them.  They'd been there
before and had seen Francis and me dancing, I suppose ... or they must have
heard about how much we enjoyed dancing ... but I wasn't in the mood for it.

I'd drunk some nice whisky and started to feel a lot more relaxed.  The
stress of a great day was just starting to flow out of me.  Francis had been
on and off the dance floor and was now standing beside me with a cola.

"So, what time do you want me to be ready tomorrow and what do I wear?"

"Oh, no, Nick!  I haven't had anything to drink, so you can't trick me that
easily.  I won't tell you anything, so stop trying to find out what we're
going to do tomorrow."

"I know you'll tell me eventually ... you can't keep that from me forever."

"Oh, I will ... don't worry!"

"Hmm ... Alexei, as a future brother-in-law, you must tell me if you know
where we're going tomorrow."

"You have a date, then, Nick, with Francis?" he said with an innocent face.

"Ahhh!  You do know!  Now, a new challenge!  If Francis won't tell me, maybe
you will."

"Stop it, Nick!  If you want to know, you can keep trying to find out from
me ... but keep the others out of it."

We talked a bit more and I thought I'd give it another try.  It was starting
to become a bit of a contest now.

"Shall we dance?" I asked Francis and gave him my best seductive smile.

"Are you sure?  I don't want you to faint or anything."

"No, I can handle it, don't worry ... just as long as you can."

I walked towards the dance floor.  I was going to get him where I wanted
him.  I asked for three songs to be played and they said they'd be on in a
few minutes.

"So what did you ask for, Nick?" he asked.

"You'll see in a moment, Francis ... just be patient."

I saw that he was thinking about it.  I drank my whiskey and when the DJ
signaled me, I knew it was time.  "Come on ... let's go."

"OK, girls and guys ... now a special three number request from one of the
greatest dancers I've ever seen here."

Oh, damn!!!  He must have recognized us from the last time, I thought.

At least the announcement gave us some space as, when we entered the floor,
some stood back to watch us.

"What do you have planned, Nick?" Francis whispered as we centered ourselves
on the floor.

"You'll see, Francis ... just try to keep up with me."

I'd asked for a fast mover to start with.  It was perfect to get him in a
state of dance shock, I knew that.  The second was one I knew he loved.  The
last one was a slow one just to come down and relax.

There we go, I thought as I heard the first sounds coming out of the
speaker.

"Great choice," he whispered and we started to move around.  Just like in
the past, our minds and bodies worked perfectly to the music.  We
immediately got into a simultaneous dance rhythm.  It must have looked as if
we'd practiced this an awful lot of times.  The song continued faster and
faster and, although our bodies were hardly touching each other, we copied
each other moves without any problem.  It felt great.  I knew we should do
this more often.  It felt like we were almost one.  I felt the end of the
song coming close and started to prepare myself for the second.  Oh, yea ...
when I look back, I think I was stupid to do it ... but I had had a bit to
drink and my normal shyness was certainly gone.

When the music died down for a moment, I looked around and saw a lot of
people were watching us.  I smiled.  I saw Alexei saying something to James,
who started to laugh.  I found a chair in the corner of my eye and got it.
I got back to Francis and, when the second song started, I took him in my
arms.  He looked into my eyes and, as we continued to dance, I moved him
slowly towards the chair.  As the music increased in intensity, I pushed him
slowly onto it.  Again, his face questioned what I was doing, but I just
smiled at him seductively and then slowly started to dance around the chair
... moving my hips wildly, sometime close to his hands but always far enough
so that he couldn't touch me.


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