Welcome to my Fanfic/Story... This is based on the Adventurers Wanted series, but it is my own characters. I just wanted to clear up the fact that I am not stealing the idea I am just using the idea for a story that i had in mind. All credit goes to M.L Foreman for the idea of this story.
Dylan walked around the corner.
His new school is gigantic. So many rooms and corridors to wander. "Another first day at another high school," Dylan mumbled. He has been kicked out of four other high schools and it's the beginning of his junior year. The bell rings. "What do I have first hour?" he asks himself, "Oh yeah, Chemistry." Science had always been his favorite but he never knew why.
He entered the classroom and set his backpack down on the ground. Looking at the door, he watched students filter in coming from who knows where. Then a girl walks though the door. She has long blonde hair, has her books clutched to her chest, and for a moment Dylan just admires her. "She's cute," Dylan thinks. Then he looks around, all the seats are full, except the one right next to him. As she approaches, heat starts to rise into Dylan's face. He puts his head on the desk and covers his now red face. "Hi there," She says with a smile. "Uhh, hi" He can barely speak. She sits down and puts her books down on the desk. Through class they don't speak much. Dylan notices as he catches glimpses of her she is looking at him. First hour is over, as the bell rings Dylan gets up and rushes out the door headed to the gym for his next favorite class.
He walks into the gym happy that he could get the class. Wrestling class, he goes to the locker room and changes into his gym clothes. Dylan heads back to the gym finding that the girl is there. She isn't dressed for P.E but she has a clipboard and a pen and is taking roll for Coach. "Dylan Night?" She says when she gets to him. "Yes." She smiles and says "My name is Taylor." She walks away. For a moment, Dylan swears she was blushing as she turned. He pushes the thought away and focuses. "Today," Dylan thinks, "is the first day of the war." He knows that every time he steps on the wrestling mat it's a battle. No striking or biting or cheap shots, just one man versus another, using their skills and strength to take the other down and pin him to the ground on his back.
Last year, Dylan made it to the Semi-Finals at state, but he broke his arm trying to catch himself after being lifted and thrown. His arm fractured on impact and the match was forfeited. He promised himself he would go all the way this year. After stretching and doing a quick warm-up, Dylan steps on the mat. His opponent steps up. He is about 2 inches shorter and looks quite strong. They face off at the middle of the mat. "Shake hands, ready, WRESTLE!" Coach yells. Dylan circles to the right knowing that when he does the other guy will follow. Dylan waits, as the kid steps Dylan sweeps back and picks the kid's leg high. He falls to the ground and Dylan follows. Immediately, the kid bases up to his hands and knees. Dylan wraps his arm around the kids stomach and tightens his grip. He rotates and grabs the kid's left wrist with his right hand. The kid struggles for a moment then realizes what's about to happen. Dylan reaches with his left hand and pulls the kid's head to his knee. Dylan rocks him over top so the kid is resting on his shoulders. Coach is laying down counting, "1, 2" Coach slaps the mat, signifying the pin. Dylan stands and helps the kid up. He shakes his hand and coach raises Dylan's hand. He glances over at the time clock sitting at the edge of the mat. 42 seconds left, Dylan calculated that it took about 1:20 to pin the kid. Dylan sits at the edge of the mat. The kid walks over and says, "Nice match. My name is Austin by the way." "Dylan," "I'll see you around" Austin walks over and sits on the bleachers. "Hey that was really awesome." The voice comes from behind Dylan. He turns and sees its Taylor. "Thanks," Dylan replies. "No seriously that was impressive. Where did you say you went to school?" "Well I went to West High last year but there were a couple of schools before that." Dylan says trying not to stare. "Well that explains a lot," Taylor says smirking, "West high is a 5A school. They are super tough." Dylan laughs, "Yeah I guess." Taylor starts to laugh. "I'll see you around."
The rest of the day goes by and Dylan notices Taylor is in every one of his classes. Dylan begins his walk to his home. A couple of cars pass, Dylan doesn't pay attention until one stops. Taylor pokes her head out the window, "Need a ride?" she calls out. Dylan takes a moment to consider her offer. "Yeah!" He runs and jumps in the passenger side and puts his seatbelt on. "Where we going?" Taylor asks. Dylan says just take a right up at the light then go left on the second road. Taylor turns and looks at him. "Are you serious?" She asks, "That is the same neighborhood where I live!" Dylan looks at her then laughs, "Well let's go home. I'm tired." Taylor pulls up to his house and Dylan undoes his seatbelt and steps out of the car. "Thanks Taylor!" "Anytime," she says, "see you tomorrow!" Dylan runs up to his porch and follows the car with his eyes. Her car stops and turns into a driveway a couple of houses down. Dylan smiles and walks inside. The house is empty, except for the furniture and the T.V in the living room. He sets his backpack down on the table and makes dome dinner. He finishes up and head to bed with Taylor in his head. "I really like her," Dylan says to himself. He dozes off wondering about tomorrow.
Is this a pretty long chapter? Idk... Reviews would be greatly appreciated! This is my first story so take it easy... plz and thanks!
-TheRougeAssassin