I do not own One Piece. *Pouts* But I wish I did. I do, however, own this story. Hurray!
Zoro blinked blearily and yawned as he struggled to stay awake. It was the last class of the day, but it was history. Which is just so boring.
"... was born in… he had a tragic accident in… that involved… he invented the light bulb in… and his assistant… died in…" Zoro kept zoning in and out of the information that the teacher was giving. Finally, he let his head slump to the table and he fell asleep.
As if on cue, the bell rang and woke him up. The teacher quickly finished up her information on the person she was just talking about as everybody stood up with their backpacks.
"Remember this information everyone, it's going to be on the test tomorrow." She then looked at Zoro as if she were specifically telling him, knowing he hadn't heard anything.
Zoro sharply turned his head away. He hated when she did that. Picking up his bag, he walked out of the classroom while avoiding the teachers' gaze.
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The sun had been covered by rain clouds, though it was not yet raining. Zoro was the only one outside, or so it would seem if he looked around. His footsteps and the wind were the only things to be heard, except for a siren somewhere far off in the distance.
It would probably take 8 more minutes to get home; he had been walking for 11 now.
"Damn school has to be so far away." Zoro grumbled in irritation as he wrapped his arms around himself to get rid of the cold from the wind.
On his right, houses that looked almost exactly the same were lined down the side of the street. Most had cars were there on the driveway, but few had no cars there. Which meant people were probably still at work.
On his left, there were trees lined up along the sidewalk and a park on the other side of those trees. Which only consisted of a swing or two, and multiple slides that were connected to some monkey bars.
Zoro could hardly see the monkey bars because the slides were in the way. But from what part of the bars he could see, there was something there. He turned off of the sidewalk and walked toward the big toy to see what it was.
He hid behind one of the slides and looked at what was there. There was a teenage boy and four other teenage boys. Zoro recognized the four teenage boys as the bullies from his school.
The boy, whom Zoro didn't recognize, was being hung upside down from one of the bars by a rope that was tied to his feet. He had multiple bruises on his legs, arms, and face. As well as some cuts that were probably from a pocketknife. His eyes were glazed over with unshed tears.
As if sensing his presence, the boy looked over at Zoro, but quickly looked back as one of the older boys pulled back his hand, which held an iron bat. He looked back at Zoro with eyes that were pleading for Zoro to help him. But as the bat swung forward, Zoro turned and began to walk away.
He looked back only once after hearing the iron bat clash with the boys face, but he couldn't see anything because the slides were in the way again.
Why should he get involved? It might've been cruel to leave the boy there, but it wasn't his business. Why get worked up over what happens to some stranger he didn't even know. Things like this happen, that's life. He continued to walk home.
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Zoro turned on the lights and closed the door behind him. He went to his room to change out of his wet cloths. It had started raining a little after he left that park, but now it was pouring. After changing he went to do his homework in his workroom.
His workroom was a room that was supposed to be used for a roommate, but nobody wanted to be roommates with a guy who looked like he might kill you in your sleep, so he lived alone.
Zoro sat down in his desk chair and read over the question. "The agent pushes or pulls the receiver, causing it to do what 7 things?" Shit, he had just learned this. What was it? "Stop… Start… Speed up… Slow down… Change direction… And uh, um. Damn it!"
He tossed the paper away from him and went to the kitchen to find something to eat. The rain was hitting the windowpane; the sound kind of reminded him of the bat hitting the boys face earlier. He remembered the sickening crack sound and suddenly, he wasn't very hungry.
He went into the living room and sat down. Now he couldn't get that sound out of his head, it made his stomach turn over. He reached for the remote and turned on the TV, hopefully there would be something on that would take his mind off of things. He only found a soap opera that wasn't at all interesting but more interesting than anything else on. But it bored him so much that his brain finally shut down and he fell asleep.
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And that was my first chapter. Sorry, but it's a bit short. Please review. It's the button right below that says review. Ya can't miss it. Just put your mouse on there and click. I LIVE ON REVIEWS! Not really, I live on cookies and anime.
