Eric Greedon threw open his bedroom door and flopped down on his bed, not even bothering to remove
piles of clothes his mom had set there. He was exhausted from track practice. "It had to of been over
100 degrees out there today" he thought. "No, no it shouldnt bother me, im stronger then that, mayb others
would have fainted under the heat BUT NOT ME!" He rolled over and found his clock on the wall. "6 o clock".
"Man, Im starving!" He slowly pulled himself up and walked into the kitchen. His father was at still at work
and his mother must have taken his 14 year old younger brother Keith to basketball practice.
He found some chips in the cupboard, poured them in a bowl, and walked down into his basement.
He pretty much lived in his basement anymore. Eric sat down on the couch in front of his tv and turned it on.
"Jeez theres never anything on!" He was still angry he had let himself wimp out at track, he wouldnt let his
dad know or else he'd have to pay for that. He grabbed the phone and dialed his best friend, Vann up. 'Yellow?"
Came a voice from the other end. "Hey Bud, whats goin on?" asked Eric.
"Oh hey Eric, umm not much, pretty boring over here as usual."
Vann lived by himself, he had just turned 18. He always fought with his parents and as soon as he could get out of
that house, he did. He just rented an old broken down apartment and usually was working every minute to pay for it.
Eric just caught him on a lucky day.
"Well wanna go for a run?" Eric asked.
"Oh yeah sure anythings better then this! I'll be right over"
About 5 minutes later a knock came at the Greedon door. Eric jumped up from the basketball game he had finally found
and walked to the door. When he opened the door he found Vann standing there. His short, blonde hair always had to be
combed perfect. He wore a blue CHS t-shirt and long red shorts, with his new pair of running shoes.
"Haha, i bet you could pay your rent easier if you didnt buy so many shoes." laughed Eric.
"Im just so good I wear them out to fast" Vann replayed, smirking.
"Well, we better go, uhh hows 5 miles sound to you tonight?" Vann asked.
Eric ran his hand thru his short, untidy, brownish-blonde hair.
"Uh yeah sure i guess thats fine"
"Well then lets rock and roll!" Vann laughed as they headed off.
Well thats the start of my story, if you like it please review and ill write more. Thanks
piles of clothes his mom had set there. He was exhausted from track practice. "It had to of been over
100 degrees out there today" he thought. "No, no it shouldnt bother me, im stronger then that, mayb others
would have fainted under the heat BUT NOT ME!" He rolled over and found his clock on the wall. "6 o clock".
"Man, Im starving!" He slowly pulled himself up and walked into the kitchen. His father was at still at work
and his mother must have taken his 14 year old younger brother Keith to basketball practice.
He found some chips in the cupboard, poured them in a bowl, and walked down into his basement.
He pretty much lived in his basement anymore. Eric sat down on the couch in front of his tv and turned it on.
"Jeez theres never anything on!" He was still angry he had let himself wimp out at track, he wouldnt let his
dad know or else he'd have to pay for that. He grabbed the phone and dialed his best friend, Vann up. 'Yellow?"
Came a voice from the other end. "Hey Bud, whats goin on?" asked Eric.
"Oh hey Eric, umm not much, pretty boring over here as usual."
Vann lived by himself, he had just turned 18. He always fought with his parents and as soon as he could get out of
that house, he did. He just rented an old broken down apartment and usually was working every minute to pay for it.
Eric just caught him on a lucky day.
"Well wanna go for a run?" Eric asked.
"Oh yeah sure anythings better then this! I'll be right over"
About 5 minutes later a knock came at the Greedon door. Eric jumped up from the basketball game he had finally found
and walked to the door. When he opened the door he found Vann standing there. His short, blonde hair always had to be
combed perfect. He wore a blue CHS t-shirt and long red shorts, with his new pair of running shoes.
"Haha, i bet you could pay your rent easier if you didnt buy so many shoes." laughed Eric.
"Im just so good I wear them out to fast" Vann replayed, smirking.
"Well, we better go, uhh hows 5 miles sound to you tonight?" Vann asked.
Eric ran his hand thru his short, untidy, brownish-blonde hair.
"Uh yeah sure i guess thats fine"
"Well then lets rock and roll!" Vann laughed as they headed off.
Well thats the start of my story, if you like it please review and ill write more. Thanks