Date: Wed, 10 Sep 2008 19:44:35 -0600
From: Lasertech <lasertech@storylover.us>
Subject: Hackers' Revenge 5

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Hackers' Revenge
By: Lasertech
Chapter 5

	As I drove to school the next morning, my wonderful boyfriend in
the passenger seat next to me, I couldn't help but think how lucky I am. I
had just been saved, yet again, by the boy I loved for so long. Then, to
top it off, it turns out that he loved me too, and we are now a couple. I
had gone from being at such a low point in my short life, to the point of
attempting suicide, to the highest point I have ever been. I never thought
I could be this happy. He was my savior, my reason for living.

	My emotions began to get the best of me and I began to shed tears
of joy as I headed down the road. I had to pull into the parking lot of the
grocery store on the side of the road as it was getting difficult to
see. Ryan was confused and asked, "Where are you going, Alex?" It was then
he looked over at my face to see the tears rolling down my cheeks. "Oh
baby, what's wrong?"

	"Nothing's wrong. I was just thinking how lucky I am to have
you. You saved me, Ryan. You kept me here when all I wanted to do was
escape the pain." I had to take a moment before I could continue. "You are
my knight in shining armor. I love you. I promise to be with you forever,
you are my reason for living. I never knew how much I needed you and your
love because I always tried to push those thoughts to the back of my head,
knowing they could never come true. Now, I can't imagine another second in
this world without you."

	Ryan was at a loss for words, I could see a tear forming at the
corner of his eye, threatening to escape and slide down his perfectly
formed cheek. I could tell he was getting uncomfortable, not being able to
come up with a response to that so I decided to save him the trouble. I
leaned forward, placing my hand on the back of his neck, drawing him toward
me. When our lips met, I felt the electricity flow between us again. I
don't know if there is a competition for kissing, but I bet Ryan and I
could make it to the Olympics.

	When we released each other from our embrace, we sat back in our
seats and took a moment to reflect. I started, "Wow! I don't think I could
ever get tired of that."

"Yeah," was his only response, almost like he was out of breath. I put the
car back in drive and we completed our journey in almost complete silence
as we just enjoyed the presence of one another.

	When I pulled into the school parking lot, it seemed like it had
been an eternity since I had been here last. We got out of the car and made
our way towards our lockers. As usual we were some of the first people to
arrive to school. I always like to get there early so I can get my stuff
out of my locker and make my way to my first period classroom before any of
the bullies get a chance to pick on me. Upon entering the hall, something
caught my eye and it was a picture printed on a sheet of paper. I
approached it to get a better look and began to laugh out loud. It was a
print of one of the pictures that Dimitri had doctored up. As I turned to
show Ryan, I noticed he was staring at another one across the hall,
laughing his ass off, too. When I turned to look down the hall I discovered
to my delight that there were dozens of them posted depicting the 5
dick-heads having sex with all manner of farm animals. I don't know how
Dimitri did it, but they were very convincing. They seemed to be
everywhere, stuck on lockers, doors, fire extinguishers, windows, any place
they could stick. I started to walk around and found out they were in all
the halls! Someone had fun printing all of them out.

	When I got back to Ryan, he was just shutting his cell phone. "I
don't know who it was, but it wasn't anyone from the club. I just finished
talking to them on the phone. They were all busy last night, but they said
they can't wait to get here and see them." Ryan got out between
chuckles. People had begun to file into the halls and all had similar
reactions to Ryan and I. The halls were filling with sounds of
laughter. Echoing through all the voids of the school, the volume was
beginning to become overwhelming. You couldn't help but continue to laugh
with everyone.

	Soon everyone from the computer club had shown up and we
congregated in one of the halls to laugh and enjoy the laughter of the
others. My abdomen was hurting really bad from the laughter combined with
the fact that I had to have my stomach pumped two days earlier, but it was
worth it. God was it worth it. I never thought that I would ever be able to
get even with those bastards. This was nothing compared to what they did to
me, but it was a damn good start.

	By the end of first period, the janitorial staff had taken down
every last picture of the Marquez Morons in action. That didn't stop the
entire school from talking about it all day, though. By lunch, no one had
seen any of Ricky's gang show their heads, so I figured I was relatively
safe, at least for today. I was going to enjoy this as long as I possibly
could.

	We decided to have another club meeting today since Ryan and I
missed the one yesterday. When I entered the room I was shocked to see
everyone standing there waiting for me. They all cheered and yelled and
said "welcome back, Alex!!" They had even gotten me a cake. Sarah motioned
me over so I could cut the cake and the celebration could really get
going. As I got closer to the cake I realized they had written something on
it; "Congratulations, Alex, enjoy your second chance at life." I dropped
the cake slicer and began to immediately cry. I looked around the room to
see everyone looking at me with smiles on their faces. I began to think of
how all these people cared about me and I almost took myself away from
them. I started crying harder. Ryan came up from behind and put his arms
around me. The warm comforting hold I was receiving from him made me feel
better almost instantly. After a few seconds, though, I spun around and
separated from him giving him my best fish in the aquarium expression. I
was just outed to the rest of the club!

	"What?" he asked

	"You... but...we... in front of them...," I couldn't finish a
sentence.

	"Well at least I didn't do this," and he grabbed me and pulled me
in for a tongue fight.

	"Ooooooohhh!" was heard all around the room as only a teenager
could say when seeing someone kiss.

	My eyes were still bugging out when he released me with a huge
smile on his face. He winked at me and said "there, now we're even for when
you kissed me in front of your mom." At this point my head began to scan
around the room looking at the others for their reaction. They were all
smiles and nodding their head in approval. Whew. I guess there are a few
accepting people in this world. Alex continued "Sarah set this whole thing
up. She told everyone what happened and how they exacted revenge for
you. She also told them we were a couple and everyone was in complete
support for us."

	This was an interesting turn of events. It looks like everyone here
is cool with me being gay after all. "Thanks guys, I don't know what I
would have done without all of your guys' help."

	"We know exactly what would have happened to you if we didn't help
you, Alex," Sarah responded with what looked like a tear in her eye. "Sorry
I told everyone, but I wanted you to know just how many people care about
you. I knew everyone here could be trusted, and we all agreed to not tell
anyone outside the club without your permission."

	"That's okay, I'm glad all you guys can accept me and Ryan for
being gay. I always thought I'd have to be so lonely in this world," I told
the group. The response to this was the whole group coming over and giving
us a group hug.

	"Hey, I thought this was supposed to be a celebration! Let's get
that cake!" came from someone in the group. That got us all chuckling and I
went back to cutting the cake. We had a good time and I got a chance to
thank everyone, especially those involved in executing the revenge plot on
my behalf.

	I walked up to Jonathan and Paul first. "Hey guys, thanks a lot. I
was so worried about those pictures. I was stuck between being those
assholes' slaves or being outed to the whole school. How did you guys get
into his house?"

	"I thought you knew, my dad's a PI. He's taught me all sorts of
cool stuff, including picking locks," Jonathan said with a grin. "We were
in and out of that house in less than four minutes, Alex."

	"It was so cool, I've never done anything like that! I felt like I
was a spy or something. Jonathan grabbed the camera and memory cards, while
I put the software on Zack's computer," said Paul excitedly. He gave
Jonathan a goofy smile for just a moment, but I still noticed. 'I wonder
what that was about,' I thought.

	"You guys are great. I owe you guys big time. If you ever need
anything, just tell me," I told them.

	"You don't owe us anything, man. I'm just glad you're still with us
and besides, it was pretty fun," Jonathan answered with a grin, also
directed at Paul. 'Hmm...I wonder...,' I thought.

	Next, I was walking over to Dennis, Sarah and Ryan, who were
engrossed in some discussion and didn't notice I was there, until I wrapped
my arm around my boyfriend's waist. "That got your attention, didn't it?"
He answered with a kiss. "Mmm, thanks Ryan. Anyways, I just wanted to tell
you guys thanks for what you've done for me. I think you guys are the
greatest. One thing I was wondering though was how you came up with your
malware so fast? I mean, that was some pretty hefty work for just couple
hours time."

	"I've had most of that code sitting around for some time, I just
didn't have a need for it," Dennis said. "I guess it's good to be prepared,
like the Boy Scouts say. Sarah added a few lines of her own to make it
particularly handy for future use." This last part was followed by an
eyebrow wiggle and a grin.

	"What do you mean?" I asked

	"Well...," Sarah started, "I added a back door to their
systems. It's called a RAT- a Remote Access Trojan. I can take control of
their computers at any time. I can even access their webcams and
microphones remotely. John looks really cute when he sleeps with that Teddy
Bear of his, by the way." She was barely able to blurt out that last bit
before she started laughing hysterically.

	"Remind me to cover my webcam whenever you spend the night,
Ryan. We don't need Sarah spying on us," I chuckled to Ryan followed all
three of them blushing a deep red.

	Literally being saved by the bell, the alert telling us lunch was
over echoed through the school. Sarah breathed a sigh of relief to have an
escape from that embarrassing moment. I, however, was still chuckling to
myself. We cleaned everything up really quick, said our goodbyes and made
our way to class. I didn't have anyone from the computer club in my last
two classes for the day, so I just made my way by myself, thinking how
lucky I was. I have several friends now that know about me and accept me. I
don't have to hide from everyone. I felt even freer. It was as if I were
walking on clouds.

	P.E. went by quickly. Since I am the scrawniest person in class, I
of course was the last person picked for basketball. Luckily though, there
were an odd number of people today, and I was able to just hang out on the
side and be alone with my thoughts. I don't like team sports much, I always
get shunned by everyone, or run into, knocked down, or something of that
nature. I prefer to do stuff on my own like skiing or swimming. That way, I
am only responsible for myself, no one can blame me for making the "whole"
team lose because of my ineptitude on the court.

	Last class was band and this was my favorite. We are practicing for
the State Marching Band Championships. They are in two weeks and I can't
wait. We get to go down to Anaheim (near Los Angeles) for the
competition. Our band teacher has also arranged for us to spend two days at
Disneyland after the competition is over, sweet! I love going to
Disneyland. My favorite ride is the Haunted Mansion, I can't wait!!!

	We all began to leave the field, everyone seeming to scatter in all
directions. I started to head along my usual path when I remembered what
happened last time I left band practice, I suddenly began to feel
lightheaded. I stumbled a little, finally tripping over my own feet to the
ground. I had to spend a few seconds staring at the ground, coughing,
trying to catch a breath. It was like having an asthma attack. I couldn't
breathe, couldn't focus, and couldn't hear. Probably after about a minute,
I was regaining control and I noticed a shadow that wasn't there before. It
was a big shadow. Oh God!  I just curled up in a ball and repeatedly
shouted "Don't hurt me!" After a while of shouting without anything
happening, I took a peak to see if he had left, but upon looking up, it
wasn't any of the bullies at all, but Mr. Anthenian, my band teacher. He
had a look of sorrow and confusion on his face.

	"Are you okay, Alex?" he asked showing even more concern.

	"Oh, um, yeah. I guess. Sorry about that, I had an asthma attack
and I kinda got confused there for a minute," I answered.

	"It looked more like you were having a panic attack. Are you sure
you're okay?" he asked again.

	"Yeah. Yeah, I'll be fine," I said getting up, picking up my flute
case. Once I was up I brushed the dirt and grass off. I stood up straight
to see Mr. Anthenian just staring back with that look of concern still on
his face.

	"Something's wrong, Alex. What is it?" he began. "I know you were
gone yesterday, did something happen to you?"

	Trying desperately to hold back the tears, I responded "No. I... I
have to get going. Bye Mr. Anthenian." With that, I turned around and
quickly made my way off the field. He said something to me, but I couldn't
hear him. I was to involved with my tears running down my face. Once I was
around the corner of the bleachers and out of sight, I plopped myself on
the ground next to the wall and let the sobs come. I wanted to tell him,
but he would try to involve the police for sure. I can't let that happen,
it would mean an even worse punishment for me from the gang.

	"If it isn't our favorite little cocksucker," I heard above me. 'Oh
shit' was all I could think. I didn't have to look up, I knew who was going
to be there. I felt them grab me under my arms and yank me up. Ricky
started "Think you're pretty clever, huh. Those pictures you posted on the
walls just sealed your fate, kid. Plus, you owe Zack for a new camera,
since you took his. Luckily, I have mine still. We'll just have to take
some more for posterity." I can't go through that again, I can't. I started
to fight back and was able to get out of their grips. I got about two steps
before I was tripped and took a nose dive to the concrete. Before I could
recover, I was yanked up once again and I had some metallic taste in my
mouth. My lip was bleeding. My arm felt wet, too, and upon inspection, it
was also bleeding.

	About half way to the gym a low rumbling voice was heard. "What the
hell is going on here!?!" The gang turned and standing there was
Mr. Jackson, our P.E. teacher. He is a huge black man, about 6'6" and
easily 300 pounds of solid muscle. The gang panicked and dropped me as they
scattered in all directions. If I wasn't hurting I would have found it
quite funny to watch them running like a ghost was chasing
them. Mr. Jackson then helped me up. "Looks like they got you good," he
said. "Come with me, we'll get you cleaned up." I went with him to his
office in the locker room. Once I had a couple bandages on me, he looked at
me and said "I saw who they were, Alex, I'll make sure they are taken care
of."

	I had this 'yeah right' look on my face so he came back with "I
know they have family in the office, but I am a witness, so they have to
suspend them this time. If they don't, I have some friends in the District
Office who would be quite happy to take it upon themselves to have them
transferred to a different school." That got a bit of a smile out of
me. "Just between you and me, was that you that did the picture thing this
morning?"

	"No. I wish it was though," I said with a giggle. "They thought I
did it though, that's why they were going to... do stuff." I hope he
wouldn't inquire further.

	"Well, I think it will be quite a while before you even see them
again. Maybe they can start to learn their lesson," he said standing up. We
left his office and made our way out of the building.

	I went over to my locker to see Ryan standing there. He saw my
bandages and rushed over to me to check me out. "What happened?" he said.

	"Another run in with the Morons. Luckily, Mr. Jackson caught them
and rescued me. He bandaged me up and told me he'd be sure they get
suspended. He apparently knows people in the District Office that can take
care of stuff if the people here don't," I said.

	"Well that's good. You'd think those bastards would have figured
out not to mess with you now," he said.

	"They aren't the sharpest spoon in the drawer, ya know," I
quipped. "With any luck we won't have to deal with them for a few days. But
we're really going to have to be careful around them. I have the feeling
this is going to get worse before it gets better."

	"I hope you're wrong about that, Alex," he said with all
seriousness. "I can't let you get hurt, babe. I love you too much." This
was followed by a quick kiss. I looked around quickly to make sure no one
saw us. The hall was clear. Whew.

	We made our way back to my car in relative silence. The only
conversation we made was very light and pertained mainly to the weather so
we would have no chance of another romantic outburst again. We can't risk
it.

	I dropped Ryan off at home, and then proceeded to my place. I made
my way upstairs and flopped on my bed and reflected on my day. Apart from
that incident after school, my day was great. I have so many accepting
friends, willing to stick their necks out for me. I even have some teachers
who seem to care more about me than I could've ever guessed. My mom is so
loving and caring. And of course, I have the best boyfriend in the world.

End Chapter 5

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Editor's Notes:

	Well the Computer Club is kewl and I don't think Ryan and Alex are
alone, I think we have at least one more couple and maybe two to surface in
future chapters.  I'm in a sense glad Ricky and the Dick-Heads made a move
at the end of the chapter.  Now Alex knows not to relax and to be ready in
the future.  I like Mr. Jackson.  He impresses me as not being one to stand
for any non sense. If anyone can get things done I bet he can.  I wonder if
he needs any help with his home computer?

	I guess Sarah and Dennis may be needing that RAT soon.  This could
get scary but it could be fun too.  I guess we have to wait for Chapter 6.
	Str8mayb

Associate Editor's Notes:

	Well it seems some people just don't know when to quit; I think I
will nominate the Marquez Morons for the Darwin Award! It will be
interesting to see how the Moron's friends in the office try and get them
out of trouble when they were caught red handed by a teacher.

	I have this terrible feeling that things may get worse for Ryan and
Alex before they get better. But if that does happen they may have more
friends than they know.

Chapter Six please.

The Story Lover