It was a peaceful day in Mellowbrook, bright, sunny, with fluffy white clouds dappling the sky. Birds chirp, friends talk, and everybody has a good time. However, we are not concerning ourselves with HERE. a few blocks away, in the school most children dread, there is actually something remotely INTERESTING going on.
It was afterschool, in detention. Kick had been sent to detention for disrupting class. Normally, that would have been at least SOMEWHAT bearable to him, after all, he could think of ideas for new stunts. However, this time was different, because Kick was trapped.
Trapped in detention. With KENDALL.
I know what you're thinking, wait WHAT! Kendall never gets detention! But alas, she was, and it was ALL. KICK'S. FAULT.
"I cannot believe you, CLARENCE! It is perfectly okay for you to ruin your own life by acting like a cretin, but it is NOT okay to ruin mine! I can't believe you got me a detention, of all things! Of all the nerve!..."
Kick groaned and hit his head on the desk. Kendall was REALLY boring him, and she wouldn't SHUT UP! couldn't she realize that he barely understood one word she was saying? UGHHHH...
"Honestly, do you think it's EASY maintaining perfect grades?" Kick caught that part. His bored features turned into a glare as he replied:
"Well it can't be THAT hard, if you can do it! Anyway, I don't have time for grades- I'm too busy being AWESOME."
"Pfft, like being a total moron is THAT hard. Anybody could do those stunts!"
"Stunting is an ART. Unlike YOUR books and nerdy stuff."
"Education is MUCH more artistic than stunting! Thats animalistic behavior!"
"Well it's your own fault! You've never had a taste of AWESOME!"
"Fine then" Kendall said, crossing her arms. Kick froze for a moment. "waitwhu?" he said, unsure of what had happened. Kendall agreed with him! Next thing he knew it would be raining lizards! Kendall rolled her eyes.
"I've never had a taste of 'awesome', but you've never had a taste of 'brilliant'. So lets make a deal." She said, her eyes becoming mischevious.
Kick eyed her suspiciously. "What kind of deal?"
"We'll give each other a month. Every night, we'll meet at some common meeting place nobody else knows about and try to teach one another. One hour at the minimum. If I can do a stunt by the end of the month, I win. If you get all A's on testing day, which is in a month, you win. Loser has to give up their 'art' for a week. ONE. WHOLE. WEEK." She held out her hand, tempting him to decline.
Kick gave her his signature smirk "I never back away from a challenge," he said, taking her hand "and I NEVER lose a bet.
