Two jocks, one bed
* * * Dwight typed away, his brown eyes glued to the monitor in front. With jaded breathes he kept his thick but still agile fingers moving over and pressing the tiny buttons, word by word he imprinted his memories over that white digital sheet. "It...
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* * * It's been a cold evening, strange since it's spring already... I'm supposed to be waiting for a friend of mine inside the school but, being the uncontrollable bundle of hormones every teen is supposed to be, I couldn't stop myself from walking...
Guard dog!
The morning after passed like any other... boring classes, hard classes, then lame classes, followed by harder classes. Nothing really happens when I'm alone, I'm not proud of this but I'm one of those aloof guys that prefers to do his things all by...
Last day of school…
"THIRD TIME THIS FUCKING WEEK, THOMAS!" Yelled the albino Sheppard in front of me. "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!" "Manners, Mister Robertson." Replied a semi-nasal voice behind me, at same time the mice nurse pulled a bit too hard while bandaging...
Wrong call and family time
* * * "Well, well... look who's decided to finally call." He speaks in a tone half way playing half way menacing. _Shit. Is it him?_ I hear him chuckle, almost inaudibly through the phone. _ **Shit!** _ _It_ **_IS_** _him!_ _ _ Ok, ok...
Setting up the story
* * * Gym class. It's gym class... "Second group, round up!" And I felt like yawning... "Now, now, now!" There's Mr. Gomez, our bull coach, already yelling out his lungs, trying to animate some and intimidate others. I don't get why all coaches...
In nine months from now...
The evening's light beamed through the high windows in the large room giving it an almost spectral light as it reflected on every metal surface in the warehouse. The sound of clattering metal and the smell of iron and sweat and wet fur in the air was a...