A man shot through the hallways of South Fremantle Senior High school. He weaved left and right as he dodged loose bags on the floor like an elegant gazelle. Outwardly his face was calm as he moved at an extraordinary speed, but in his heart a deep sense of crisis was unfolding.

Fuck…..I can’t let it happen! The man thought as his entire being moved towards a single purpose.

Sliding past the end of the hall he veered into a sharp turn and shot through a door like a cannonball before crashing through an open stall door.

BANG!

In one fluid movement he slammed the stall door and locked it as he fumbled with his belt.

Shit….shit…..shit

He tried to force his belt open but all of a sudden his hands felt large and clumsy.

“Oh god.” He whimpered as he felt the first beginnings of leakage occur. Finally, at the last possible moment he whipped his belt off and dropped his pants in a single motion and he hurled his naked ass cheeks onto the toilet seat.

“FLUMP PHAFLA FPHUMP FAFFFFFSSSSSTTTTTTTT.” Ungodly sounds not meant for the mortal world echoed in the room as a foul stench began to spread.

The man grimaced as he tried not to choke on his own stench. Though the smell was bad he couldn’t help but feel relieved as the pressure subsided. He closed his eyes and did his daily prayer. It was a routine he had maintained even when he was living on the streets - find one good thing about the day and be thankful.

“Jackson Wolf, age 38. Today, I did not shit my pants.” He whispered as he thanked the universe.

As he relaxed he heard the outer door open and people come in.

“Can you believe what Milly did today? I can’t believe she is so into Craig.” A high pitched voice rang out.

“I know right? I wouldn’t say he is ugly but he doesn’t have anything going for him.”

Wolf froze as he heard female voices.

Could it be……….

He frantically tried to recall the icon on the door when he shot into the room.

“Oh my god what is that smell?” One of the the girls moaned as the whiff of Wolf’s shit finally entered her nose.

“Oh I can’t breathe!”

The sound of the outer door banging rang out as their footsteps faded away.

“DRRRRIIIIINNNNNGG.” The bell rang for the afternoon’s classes to begin and Wolf finally relaxed.

fufufu with all these punks in class I will sit and here and enjoy my shit.

Reaching into his pocket Wolf pulled out a cigarette and lit it up as he took a long drag. High schools were like prisons, they ran on fixed schedules. When the bell went all the kids and teachers would be locked away together. It was during this time that he owned the school, when the halls were empty and toilets quiet.

“Fufufu this is the hour, I the Janitor am God!”

“CLICK.”

“What the fuck?” Wolf yelled as he looked up to see a camera over the top of the stall. He went to stand up but could feel his shit wasn’t finished.

God dammit he thought as he tried to choke off his shit which was still oozing out. Choking off a shit was always a quicker way to get the job done, but it always left you will an unfulfilled feeling.

“The Janitor thinks he is God hahahahaha.” A voice rang out.

“Is that you Eli? Fuck I warned you about this.” Wolf cursed.

“Hahaha what are you going to do about it you old bald cunt. We got your photo shitting and smoking in the girls toilets.”

“Ahahaha yeah the look on his face is priceless.” Another familiar voice chimed in.

“For fuck’s sake you little pricks. Eli, Billy you don’t want to mess with this old man today.”

“Alright alright. I can see that your pissed off Jackson…”

“That’s Mr Wolf to you!” I shot back as I kept choking the shit off.

“Fuck you! You’re not a teacher, you’re just the Janitor! I’ll call you whatever the fuck I want. Now apologise to me and Billy by our proper names and slide some ciggies under the door and we will forget we have this picture.”

Little cunts Wolf cursed inwardly as he thought. Eli and Billy were brothers and the two strongest bullies in the school. They led a local gang and had most of the teachers shitting themselves. Their dad had been locked up for most of their lives and they had simply run amok with little adult control. The real problem was they were fucking huge. At 16 Billy was 6ft 3 and at 17 Eli was 6 ft 5.

“Ok ok…but do a favour for this old man…c’mon delete that shit kid.” Wolf begged as he slid some ciggies under the stall door.

“Say our names properly and I’ll consider it.” Eli quipped back.

“Ok ok…..No1 and No2 please delete the photo you little fucktards.”

“Hahaha that’s more like it baldy.” Eli shot back.

“Enjoy your shit!” Billy called out as the sound of the outer door closing rang out.

Just as they left Wolf finally finished choking the shit off and he despaired at the timing.

Great. Now I will feel like I didn’t have a proper shit all day.

Wolf sighed as he finished the last bit of his ciggie. The only problem with shitting at school when you were the Janitor was you had to clean up the stains. After a cursory wipe of his ass Wolf pulled his pants up and made his way out to the hallway. He opened the cleaning cupboard and pulled out his materials and tools of his trade.

The life of a Janitor ain’t so bad he thought as went into a zone and began to mop and scrub the halls. Those with aspirations were always disappointed. He’d been like that once, Mr most likely to succeed, smartest in his class, everything he touched turned to gold……until it didn’t.

Founded his own company straight out of high school, got a PhD from university while running his own company because why the fuck not. World’s richest man under 30 for 8 years running. Then everyone realised his so called company was really just a highly sophisticated pyramid scheme no one had seen before. The money disappeared and with it the fame, the women and the lifestyle.

After four years in a minimum security prison his wife left him for some rich fuck and he starting going bald. By 30 he was released and developed a drug addiction and began living on the streets. The world began to forget about him and he forgot about the world.

Finally a couple of years ago he crawled out of the sewers and began working again. It took him awhile before he landed his dream job as a Janitor for the local High School. Steady pay, no one gave a shit what he did. Sure it was the roughest school in the State, but the kids weren’t too bad. Hell, he had worked with bigger pricks in the big corporates who were far worse, let alone the streets.

As Wolf started thinking about his former life a sense of anxiety started to well up in him again. He slowed his breathing and began to actively control his thoughts. As his breathing slowed he slowly stilled his thoughts and forcibly pushed away the past and embraced the present. What he once was no longer mattered, that man was dead.

I’m a mother fucking Janitor! Wolf sung in his head as he slid around the hall with the mop.

“Just a mother fucking Janitor!”

As he slid past Room 4 he slowed and peered through the small window in the door, or as he thought of it - a window to heaven. Ms Hawkins taught English in Room 4. Not only was she the Principle of the School but she was a Grade A hottie. At 40 years old she was still hot as fuck with the body of a thirty year old and perfect big round ass.

Just the way I like it.

Just as he began to watch he saw Ms Hawkins begin to bend over to retrieve something from her desk at the front. She was wearing a pencil skirt that clung to her shape like a mother hugging a child.

Oh hell yeah mamma.

Unconsciously his hand had drifted to his groin as he was swept away in the moment.

CLICK.

Wolf’s head snapped up to the end of the hallway where No1 and No2 stood with their phones taking pictures. Wolf looked down and saw his hand over his knob and cursed.

He started to move towards the boys but they ran off.

Blip..blip.

He unlocked his phone and saw a picture of himself staring through a door window with perverted expression on his face and his hand on his knob. Under the picture was some text.

No1 > 10 packs of ciggies tommoz or this goes viral along with the photo of you shitting.

Son of bitch. Didn’t these kids know how much cigarettes cost these days? Wolf could already feel his pocket itching as he thought about having to buy them. He was living on the breadline as it was.

Janitor900020 > Bad 4 yur health. As an Adult I can’t condone this.

No1 > But you already gav me sum. Don’t talk shit you cheap old cunt.

Janitor900020 >………………….

Janitor900020 > 1 pack.

No1 > 8.

Janitor900020 > Kid, don’t fuck with this Daddy.

Janitor900020 > 2.

No1 > 2 and a six pack of Corona’s

Janitor900020 > 2 and a bottle of my homebrew

No1 > Yur homebrew = horsepiss.

Janitor900020 > It will put hair on your little balls.

No1 > I already got hairy ass balls.

Janitor900020 > FFS stop fucking with this old man. Take it or leave it.

No1 > Alright. But you owe me 1.

Janitor900020 > I dun owe you shit!

No1 > LMAO C U 2MORRO BAI BAI!

Wolf palmed his phone away as he finished mopping. No1 and No2 were the biggest pains in his ass since he got this job, they hardly ever actually went to classes and just wandered the school getting in his way. No1 loved blackmail and No2 was a total kleptomaniac. The only things left in the school that he hadn’t stolen were literally nailed down.

Fucking extortionist. Kekeke maybe ill put some laxatives in the home brew. Wolf’s mind played out the scene of them being forced into the toilets after drinking his home brew. In his mind he could see himself snapping some photos and turning the tables on them.

“Fufufufu yes…..”

“DRINNNGGGGG” the final bell for the end of the day rang out and students began to fill the hallways.

Wolf kept mopping as the classes quickly emptied. Within an hour the whole school was empty except for him. After doing one last clean of the toilets and other facilities Wolf was pretty much done for the day.

Time for some Youtube. Wolf thought as he headed towards the computer lab for his daily ritual. He couldn’t afford internet access at his shithole of a unit so he usually spent a few hours each day fucking around on the internet at school.

Unlocking the lab he cruised inside and locked the door behind him. Rows of computers were laid out in the small room and he powered a computer up as he rubbed his hands together.

Behind the computer was a weird machine that had been introduced into all schools a few years ago. Some kind of mental testing device that all students were required to use at the end of each school year.

Though Wolf had seen the machine often he had mostly ignored it, but now curiosity filled him as he reached out and grabbed the wires. Small adhesive pads were on the ends of the wires and he stuck them to his head like he had seen when testing usually occurred. Firing the machine up he felt a tiny amount of electrical current transfer into his head that gave him a soft and tingly feeling.

The image of Ms Hawkins arose in his mind again and he turned to stare at the computer that had just fired up with a smile on his face.