High School! My teen years part#3

As mention before I pass grade eight and move to yet another school to start my grade nine. Champlain High was not far from my grade eight school and we still had to bus everyday. Too get to the bus stop I would often pass a monastery where priest lived. This place occupied a whole block. In time I made friends with two other guys who were in my class. Jacque Laroque and Denis Durocher. Jacque was an interesting guy. He was very athletic and muscular before his time I would say. Denis was husky and reported to be a good fighter something I witness myself one day when he had to fight one of the school bus bully. Jacque on the other hand seems to get away without fighting probably because he looked to strong to challenge. It was during my morning bus wait with Jacque that I was yet again exposed to adult molesting children. Jacque and I would sit in the entrance of the monastery when it was to cold outside .That was innocent enough but one day this priest would come over and get Jacque and they would disappear for about half an hour. At the time I didn’t think much about it but later I herd rumors of Jacque getting gifts from this priest. It was only later in life that I put the puzzle together. Jacque had another problem that to this day puzzled me. Through out the year Jacque spoke about his older brother name Mike who was a black belt in Karate and real tuff. He was really proud of his older brother and I envied him having an older brother to protect me against bullies some thing I was now experiencing in high school. I wanted to meet him I was so impress! One day he invited me to his home to meet his brother and I was exited. I get there and I am standing outside when Denis shows up. “Hi Paul” he said what are you doing here? “Oh I came to meet Jacque’s older brother Mike who knows Karate. Since going to the movies I had become fascinated with Martial Arts. “Jacque doesn’t have an older brother” he said. “Sure he does “I said, “he’s a black belt in Karate” I finished. Just at that time a boy wandered into the driveway and Denis pointed him out and said “that’s Mike” Jacque’s brother. I was shock in disbelief so when Jacque showed up I asked him and he confirmed it! Then behaved as if nothing happen! That was my first experience in meeting a pathological liar and to this day I am very puzzle by what happened. He knew I was coming to meet his brother yet maintained his lie. Later in life I would meet one more person like Jacque and be still as confused on what thinking process they go through.