Coach Dolph Gleason had been ducking John on purpose. He also had hoped to be able to watch the cheer leaders practice before the Captain of the football team showed up. Watch and maybe due a little self pleasure in the back of his office. He had even convinced at least two of them, Miss. Sunnytush and Miss. Sharp that it was okay to make out with the head coach.
But today things looked like they might turn out different. Walking into the gym where the cheer leaders were supposed to be practicing, he saw what looked like five year old girl sitting on the bench. Reading a tag that said her name was Megan Chypsky, he demanded to know if she was suppose to be in here. Getting no answer, he could see the child was close to crying. Sighing heavily, he instead picked her up, gently pressing his hand against her young crouch so swiftly not even she noticed, he held her the same way he often carried his young daughter.
Carrying Megan up to the office, he could feel her snuggle her head against his shoulder. Setting her in one of the chairs, he explained to the secretary, a elderly woman name Daloris Finkelstein, that he had found the little girl in the gym.
Leaving quickly, he hoped to get back in time to watch the cheerleaders. When he got there, they had already left. Sighing, Dolph Gleason looked up at the clock and noted he had at least half an hour before his next class. He was about to sneak to a hidden area that allowed him to peep into the girls locker room, when he stopped.
On the floor, next to the bleacher that the little girl had been on, Dolph noticed a folded piece of paper. Being curious, he picked it up and went to his office.
Unfolding the paper, Dolph saw it was blank as was just about to throw it away when words began to form. This is what they said:
'Some perverts like to stalk their prey. Some like to spy on their unsuspecting targets. Some even go so far as to touch their victims. What type of pervert are you? To find out, and claim a cool reward, complete the following Questionnaire.'
Grumbling about invisible ink and unseen threats, Dolph Gleason tore the paper up and tossed the pieces into the garbage can. Opening a drawer on his desk, he pulled out a yellow legal pad of paper he needed for the next class. Opening the center drawer, he pulled out a pen. He was closing the drawers when he saw these words form on the top sheet of his pad of paper:
'Complete the questionnaire or there will be consequences!'
Grumbling some more he wrote under this, 'I will not be threatened by some unseen punk. The answer is no.'
The paper went bland then words began to form again. 'Complete the Questionnaire that has been passed onto you, or suffer the curse that comes with noncompliance!'
Grumbling some more, Coach Dolph Gleason wrote a simple, 'No' and stood and prepared to exit his office.
Suddenly a cop came walking in, followed by Daloris. Looking at the coach, the cop began reading him his rites, while Miss. Finkelstein sniffed, "This is what you get for being a pervert. Some of the girls have come forward and claimed you have touched them. Even had sex with them!"
Stumbling out various words, coach Dolph Gleason was led out the school through the gym doors and into the back of a squad car.
Watching the filthy man go, Daloris Finkelstein muttered, "You got what you deserved, you slime ball." Looking over at his desk, she saw a blank yellow legal pad and a pen laying on top.
Hoping this wasn't considered evidence, she approached the desk and watched in wonderment as words form across the blank sheet of paper.
They read......