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The Sentinel/General/054. Intimidated

Title: A Time of Change
Fandom: The Sentinel
Characters: Blair Sandburg, Naomi Sandburg
Prompt: 054. Intimidated
Word Count: 1358
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Spoilers: Kid fic, angst, fighting (between teenagers)
Summary: Blair is intimidated by some older boys, but finally decides to do something about it.
A/N: I do not own The Sentinel or any of the characters. This was written for entertainment purposes only and no money was made from this endeavor. Written for 100moods


A Time of Change
Debbie


Naomi walked over to the door of her son's bedroom, knocking and calling out.

"Blair! If you don't get up now, you'll be late for school! And I'm not going to make any more excuses for you."

Lying on his bed, Blair looked up at the ceiling. The last place the twelve year old wanted to go was school. "I'm sick, ma. My stomach hurts me."

Naomi sighed. She had to get to work herself and had no time to deal with a contrary young man. "You were fine last night when you ate that pizza I brought home."

"Maybe that gave me the stomach ache."

"I thought you said you had a science project you had to present at an assembly today, that you just couldn't miss for anything in the world?" Naomi recalled that was all Blair could talk about over the past several weeks. How he had been able to impress all the teachers in junior high with his knowledge.

Naomi knew her son was smarter than the average child, but Blair always seemed so grounded and down to earth. He didn't flaunt his superiority over other kids or try to show up others. He seemed well liked by both students and teachers in the junior high Blair had started in at the beginning of the school year. Naomi knew that moving around wasn't good for Blair, but she had to go where she could get work to support them both. Blair never complained but acted like a real trooper whenever she told him they had to move yet again. He seemed to fit in to any situation.

Except for this year for some reason. Blair had been quieter than usual and he lacked enthusiasm for school, which he had since he was four years old. Even his grades had slipped somewhat. His teachers had expressed concern to Naomi during parent-teacher conferences she attended, but no one knew the answer to why Blair was doing sub-par work.

Naomi came out of her musings by Blair coming out of his bedroom. He looked like he hadn't slept at all during the night. She walked over to him and felt his forehead. He backed away from the close scrutiny.

"You don't have a fever. You should go to school, Sweetie. To give your science project."

"I don't have it." Blair mumbled the words, barely audible.

"What did you say?"

"I don't have it. It was stolen."

"You should tell your teacher then so you can do it over."

Blair only shook his head. He didn't want to deal with it at all. He grabbed his backpack and left the small apartment. Naomi only shook her head and went to work.

~~0~~

Naomi walked into the junior high school and found the principal's office. She had been called because Blair had been caught fighting with two other boys. She didn't spot Blair when she walked into the office.

She wanted to tell the principal that Blair wouldn't fight. But a part of her wondered if that was part of Blair's whole problem. She was hoping to get some answers.

Mr. Ward greeted Naomi as she walked into the office. He indicated a chair in front of his desk and she sat down.

"This is Jolene Masters and Laura Russell, mothers of the two boys your son was fighting with. Ladies, this is Naomi Sandburg, Blair's mother. I wanted all of you together before I explained about what I found out from your sons." He looked at Naomi first. "I found out that Peter Masters and Mark Russell have been harassing your son, Ms. Sandburg. From what I got from talking to Blair, the boys, both of whom are fourteen years old and much bigger, had intimidated him. They were the ones who destroyed his science project and had taken several things out of his locker over the past several months. Apparently, this morning, he had enough and decided to fight back. I'm not saying it was the right thing to do, but if a child doesn't stand up for himself, then eventually everyone will take advantage of them and they will never grow as a person. Blair picked the wrong time and place to be assertive however."

"I didn't raise Blair to use violence as a means to an end. He's never been a violent child. But I suppose if push came to shove, then he'd have to do something to get respect."

"My son has picked on younger and smaller students before. I've tried to teach him that he can't be a bully, but it's not a lesson he's willing to learn." Jolene hung her head, ashamed of the antics of her son Peter.

"I think we can agree that all three boys were in the wrong. No one here is an angel." Laura asserted, not willing to give any of the boys any leeway.

"I think a one-day in-school suspension is warranted in this case. I'll supervise the three young men and give them enough 'homework' to keep them busy for an eight-hour day. If it's agreeable to all of you, we'll do this on Saturday, starting at 8:00 AM." Mr. Ward looked at the three women sitting there. All of them agreed.

"Good. And Ms. Sandburg, you might want to have a talk with Blair about keeping things to himself. If he would have told any of his teachers, a better solution could have been reached before violence broke out."

"I agree, Mr. Ward. Blair and I will be having a talk tonight. Thank you."

~~0~~

Blair knew his mother would be home in about an hour. She had left him a note on the refrigerator that they were going to have a talk about his conduct in school when she got home. He figured the in-school suspension would be less grueling than the talk with his mom.

He had felt intimidated since the beginning of school. All of the boys and even some of the girls were bigger than he was and called him 'shrimp' and 'four-eyes'. He tried to ignore them, but when things started disappearing from his locker, he had enough. It was time for action. He had just wanted to talk to the two boys, but his temper got the better of him and he attacked instead. He had gotten in several hard blows before several teachers had separated them.

Blair had spilled everything to Mr. Ward. It was so easy talking to the man, who seemed to understand what he was going through. As he sat there talking to Mr. Ward, Blair had thoughts again about how nice it would have been to have a father to talk to about things. It wasn't easy to talk about things with his mom anymore. He wasn't a little kid anymore; he was in junior high, almost a teenager. He felt older than what he really was because of where he was. He had to act different.

Blair looked up when Naomi walked inside the apartment. She came over and kissed him on the head as she always did. She walked into the living room and Blair followed. They sat down on the couch.

"Did you get my note?"

"Yes. I'm sorry, mom. I just reached the end of my rope."

"I understand, Sweetie. Not that I approve of the methods you used. I wasn't going to tell Mr. Ward that his choice of punishment wouldn't be much of a punishment to you, knowing the way you love learning. I just hope now that you've gotten this off your chest and you can return to my fun-loving, sweet child."

"You are right, it's not much of a punishment to me, but to Peter and Mark, and it's going to be a long eight hours. But I was thinking if they want me to, and Mr. Ward will allow it, I could help them. I think that's what I want to be -- a teacher and an explorer. I can probably do both."

Naomi laughed. It was just like Blair, wanting to do it all. "You can be anything you want to be, Blair."

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pattrose
Aug. 24th, 2006 09:37 pm (UTC)
Yay, Blair. He stood up for himself and still wanted to help the bruisers out. That's our Blair. :)
debbiet
Aug. 28th, 2006 02:03 am (UTC)
I figured he'd have to learn to stand up for himself early on, being the way he was. And he's always the teacher, even as a kid :)
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