Discovering Alien Tech
Copyright© 2025 by GMet
Chapter 10
The funerals for the men were on Saturday, divided between the two funeral homes and at different churches in the area. The mood was still somber at the high school on Monday and the teachers tried to make up for the missed day on Friday by cramming two lessons into one all day. As I didn’t know who the girls were, I just watched various groups for any abnormal reactions but nobody gave anything away. Even Miss Shannon just nodded to me when we passed each other in the hall.
Tuesday I got a slip in home room to see her at my lunch hour. When I got there, she gave me a more relaxed smile as she greeted me.
“Good morning Ben,” she said. “How are you today?”
“I’m fine, and you?” I inquired.
“Good, thank you,” she replied. “I called you in to start scheduling some testing for you. I spoke to the district superintendent about you and he agreed to see how you scored in your testing and then we could see what subjects we could move you up in.”
“That’s good news,” I responded.
“Yes, it is,” she said, smiling again. “I know you have hockey practice tonight and a game on Friday. How about Wednesday and Thursday after school if you’re not attending robotics club?”
“Those two are okay,” I answered. “How about now and lunches the rest of the week as well?”
“We’d need the full hour and I know how growing boys need their lunch,” she responded with a grin.
“I can eat and write at the same time,” I counter proposed. “Do you have one ready?”
“I do,” she said. “Any subject you feel strongly about?”
“Computer studies or math,” I told her.
“Okay, Computer studies it is,” she said as she found the test. “You have fifty minutes, starting now.”
I had already pulled out a pencil and quickly started. It really was simple after what Base and I had done over the last couple of months. It took me twenty minutes to finish, including a couple minute review.
“Done already?” Miss Shannon said in surprise.
“It really is beginning programming and I’ve already have a couple major games on the market and the programming I’m doing for the robot AI is probably graduate work in university,” I told her. “The math I need is university level as well. Shall I write that one now as well?”
“You only have twenty-five minutes before you have to leave for your next class,” she warned as she found the math test.
“No problem,” I told her, taking the test from her.
Twenty minutes later and I handed that one to her all done.
“I guess you’re telling the truth,” Miss Shannon said as she looked it over. “I’ll get these marked and look for tests for grade ten and above in both subjects. I’ll see you tomorrow same time for the next couple tests. You might want to bring a lunch with you to eat while you’re writing.”
“Will do, thanks for doing this for me, Miss Shannon,” I responded.
“You’re welcome, it’s nice to see someone with some drive and brains around here, especially a freshman guy,” she replied. “See you tomorrow, Ben.”
I nodded and quickly grabbed a couple snacks from the cafeteria that I could eat in-between classes. There was a new blonde student in Geography that was very pretty and taller than average. She sat over a couple of rows and soon had a couple guys vying for her attention before and after class. I followed her to Computer Studies where she sat beside Riley and they talked as if old friends. I got a look from each of them that I couldn’t decipher before the teacher started class but that was it.
After class, they walked in front of me to the gym and went into the girls locker room without looking back at me. It was raining outside so the boys and girls had to split the gym. The girls played volleyball while our gym teacher decided on wrestling for us. We were divided into three weight classes with three mats to wrestle on. I was in the top weight class and wrested third, being teamed up with the biggest guy in the class, Barry Snider. He had me by a couple inches and maybe ten pounds. I had wrestled in grade school but was fast and slippery back then rather than strong. Base assured me that I was stronger than my opponent as well as faster, so I wasn’t worried. The guys stopped their matches to watch ours as they assumed I would get crushed like everyone else did when Barry got involved. He was a bit of a bully but also had a bunch of friends that hung out with him. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the girls had stopped to watch us as well, being the two biggest guys in the class.
“Alright, set..., wrestle!” the teacher shouted.
I slipped below Barry’s attempted grab with both of his arms and wrapped one arm around his chest while my body was at his side. I literally picked him up by one arm while I swept his legs out from underneath him with one of my legs and slammed him down onto the mat while following him down to kneel beside him. The bang was loud and Barry had the wind knocked out of him. I just held him with a light hand on his chest while the teacher looked at me in surprise.
“Shouldn’t you be counting him out?” I asked mildly.
“One, two, three,” the teacher said before I stood up and walked to the end of the line.
The gym was quiet for a few seconds before they all started talking to each other. The girls were all staring at me, especially a blonde and a brunette that I knew. Riley had some long legs that looked great in shorts. She didn’t have much up top but she was in great shape so they looked just fine under her tight shirt above her flat abdomen. I looked back at them and I was surprised when Riley moved her hair away from her face to show me more of her beautiful look. She was beyond pretty, outshining her very pretty friend. I tried my Spock eyebrow look on them and they both actually grinned at me.
“Alright, back to the mats, it’s not gossip hour,” our teacher said just as the woman teacher corralled her charges and got them focussed again.
I had to wrestle twice more, but my opponents were justifiably worried what I would do to them and tried everything to avoid contact. Unfortunately for them, I was fast so I dove and grabbed the first guy’s legs and flipped him over and pinned him in less than a minute. The final guy tried to go low and take me out by my legs but he couldn’t budge me. I dropped down to land on him, flattening him to the ground. A quick spin to the side and then a lift to flip him over and he was pinned with his leg lifted so he couldn’t escape. Barry wanted a rematch, and since we had five minutes left in class, the teacher allowed it.
Barry got smart and didn’t rush in, instead he circled around while I just turned in the middle of the mat to keep him in front of me. He held his arms up in invitation to an overhead wrist wrestle match where we linked fingers and tried to bend back the opponents wrists or bend the arms down to hold them up by their wrists. I shrugged and moved closer and linked fingers while watching him for any tricks. He grinned while others in the audience groaned, supposedly knowing something I didn’t. He immediately tried to bend back my wrists but I didn’t budge. I slowly bent his wrists back as he tried to stop me. Once he knew he couldn’t break my hold he tried to pull my arms down and push my wrists up that way. I let him take our arms down so our hands were below our waists, but I twisted his wrists so he was soon up on his tippy toes while trying to not let me break his wrists or fingers. After a few seconds holding him up there, he pulled his arms and fingers away and then tried to headbutt me. I was quick enough to put my head to the side and then slide right around him. I grabbed him around the waist and lifted him up off the ground before slamming him on the mat again, this time just throwing him down instead of going down to the mat with him. He got up slowly but, once up, was so angry he charged at me, hoping to tackle me into the next century. A quick fake to one side and a Barry Sanders type of spin to the other had him diving past me to hit one of the spectators beyond the mat instead. I waited while they all got untangled and Barry rejoined me on the mat, now beyond furious.
He strode to the middle and took a swing at me, a wild haymaker intended to take my head off. I leaned back to let it go by and then pushed him on his shoulder to keep him moving as he staggered when his punch didn’t connect. When the teacher tried to intervene, Barry clocked him on his nose with a punch meant for me, laying him out on the mat. I thought that it would be over after that, but Barry jumped over him and came after me. It was time to finish this so I let him try one last time to hit me but blocked his punch and quickly hit him in the stomach and then laid him out with a short chop to his jaw when he bent over. Once I was sure he was knocked out, I went over to the teacher and helped him sit up. Someone gave me a towel and I held it to his nose until the other gym teacher came over to help.
“Alright, everyone go get changed, phys-ed is over,” she shouted before looking at his nose.
“It’s broken,” she announced, a surprise to no one.
She went over to Barry and had to get me to roll him over. He groaned and we saw he had a bruise already forming on his jaw. It took him a couple minutes to clear his head and sit up, holding his jaw as he moved it tentatively.
“It hurts but I don’t think it’s broken,” Barry said. “What the hell did you hit me with?”
“Just my fist after you started a fist fight during a wrestling match,” I reminded him. “How’s your stomach?”
“Sore,” he replied as he rubbed it.
“Had enough?” I asked.
“Yeah, I’m done,” he answered.
“Good, cause Mr. Freisen is going to need help to the front office,” I told him as I offered him a hand to pull him up.
Barry grabbed my hand and I pulled him up, watching for him to take a swing. He was still groggy so he just stood there trying to get his head clear. Once he was steady, we went over to help Mr. Freisen up.
“Alright, you two go get changed and don’t even think about starting something in there or you’ll be expelled,” the woman gym teacher threatened.
“Yes Ma’am,” I said.
She looked over at Barry who just nodded.