11-01-2008, 09:22 AM
"WELL! YOU SEE-" Alex was about to answer while he was being shook wildly, but before any smart comment could come out he heard some ramble not too far away from there. "Hey, what was that?" he said, exchanging gazes with Tia before a large blast occured in the direction the first thud came from. "We'll continue in a bit, I have to check that!" Alex declared, shaking himself off Tia, running towards the corner of the aisle where he found a rather fat, yet short guy holding another one against the lockers.
"Soooo! Heh heh. Ready to cough up that lunch money, Ernest?" the fat guy with glasses said, a scared expression covering his face. Alex wondered about this, normally, the nerd is picked up on by the guy with muscles and the football-team-leader jacket. Looking to the side, however, he realized why Ernest was more nervous than a long tailed cat in a rocking chair room. The locker to his side had been removed and in its place remained only a pile of smoking ashes.
"Geesh! Great coincidence!" Alex grunted, not knowing what exactly had happened, but if there was anything solid enough to solve the discrepancy with the bully's location, the molten locker had to be it! "He must... no he has to be one!" he said, looking left and right, people hadn't gathered yet, at least, only a couple students here and there were popping heads, but it was enough time for what he wanted to do. "Gary! Cut that out!" Alex shouted as he rushed behind the robust boy, but before he could get near, Gary's arm came his way, knocking him over the aisle and onto the other row of lockers. "Ugh!" the boy grunted, "H-hey!"
"Alex, don't get in my way" Gary grinned back at his own strength, "I'm going to make him literally cough up all he has inside!"
"W-wait! You can have my money!" Ernest said, still suspended in air thanks to Gary's other arm, "J-just d-don't hurt m-m-me!" he whined, Gary looked his way though, and with a big smirk, he laughed in his face.
"Hah! Time's out pretty boy, now you're going to feel what you've made me go through all these years, a hundred fold!" Gary said, putting both of his hands on Ernest's neck, but this was a pretty short lived experience, as not even a second later, Gary was thrown off a few feet away by Alex charging shoulder-first.
"Told you to stop!" Alex growled, crouching down to help Ernest up, "Hey. You okay?" he asked, only to be pushed off by the scared teen.
"Y-you two are freaks! Get the hell away from me!" Ernest gasped as he ran away, bumping onto many of the newcomers, Alex rubbing behind his head.
"So much for a thank you." The white-haired boy flat-stared, looking back to talk to Gary, "Now, let's just, OOF!" he grunted as he was charged by the fat boy, who was growling like a beast.
"YOU! You let him get away! Alex, I thought we were friends!" Gary grunted, his hand hovering in front of Alex's face as it started to crackle with electricity. "I'm not going to forgive you! UGH!" He grunted, before he could apply any sort of effect, Alex had taken his legs back, and used them to double-kick Gary off him, the rattle starting to attract attention from basically everywhere.
"Soooo! Heh heh. Ready to cough up that lunch money, Ernest?" the fat guy with glasses said, a scared expression covering his face. Alex wondered about this, normally, the nerd is picked up on by the guy with muscles and the football-team-leader jacket. Looking to the side, however, he realized why Ernest was more nervous than a long tailed cat in a rocking chair room. The locker to his side had been removed and in its place remained only a pile of smoking ashes.
"Geesh! Great coincidence!" Alex grunted, not knowing what exactly had happened, but if there was anything solid enough to solve the discrepancy with the bully's location, the molten locker had to be it! "He must... no he has to be one!" he said, looking left and right, people hadn't gathered yet, at least, only a couple students here and there were popping heads, but it was enough time for what he wanted to do. "Gary! Cut that out!" Alex shouted as he rushed behind the robust boy, but before he could get near, Gary's arm came his way, knocking him over the aisle and onto the other row of lockers. "Ugh!" the boy grunted, "H-hey!"
"Alex, don't get in my way" Gary grinned back at his own strength, "I'm going to make him literally cough up all he has inside!"
"W-wait! You can have my money!" Ernest said, still suspended in air thanks to Gary's other arm, "J-just d-don't hurt m-m-me!" he whined, Gary looked his way though, and with a big smirk, he laughed in his face.
"Hah! Time's out pretty boy, now you're going to feel what you've made me go through all these years, a hundred fold!" Gary said, putting both of his hands on Ernest's neck, but this was a pretty short lived experience, as not even a second later, Gary was thrown off a few feet away by Alex charging shoulder-first.
"Told you to stop!" Alex growled, crouching down to help Ernest up, "Hey. You okay?" he asked, only to be pushed off by the scared teen.
"Y-you two are freaks! Get the hell away from me!" Ernest gasped as he ran away, bumping onto many of the newcomers, Alex rubbing behind his head.
"So much for a thank you." The white-haired boy flat-stared, looking back to talk to Gary, "Now, let's just, OOF!" he grunted as he was charged by the fat boy, who was growling like a beast.
"YOU! You let him get away! Alex, I thought we were friends!" Gary grunted, his hand hovering in front of Alex's face as it started to crackle with electricity. "I'm not going to forgive you! UGH!" He grunted, before he could apply any sort of effect, Alex had taken his legs back, and used them to double-kick Gary off him, the rattle starting to attract attention from basically everywhere.
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