"Hey!"
The word just hung in the cold November air. Gregor turned, looking at the kid who had spoken. "Where you going?" The kid huffed as he caught up.
"Home." Gregor's reply was terse, and would have ended the conversation had the kid not been so persistent. "Wait, you denied Lily!" Gregor groaned and rubbed his temples. "Leave me alone."
Luke paused, for once not knowing what to say. Gregor turned his back and trudged away, trying to get the day's events out of his head. He failed, miserably.
Gregor let his thoughts wonder to the end of school, when he had been leaving to go to his locker. One of the most popular girls in the Grade came up to him. "Hey, uh Gregor, my friends and I are going to Patty's Pizza, would you like to join us?" Gregor had paused, looking her straight in the eyes with his cold, slightly green eyes. "Will it rain gummy bears tomorrow?" Lily looked bewildered. "Uh, well, no?" "Then you have your answer." Gregor had turned and walked away, not giving the girl or her friends another glance.
Gregor made his way along the ice encrusted streets of Heber, the town his family had moved to in Utah. He turned the corner approaching his house when he heard the squeal of tires on the road. Gregor looked over his shoulder to see a huge pickup truck baring down on him. Four gangly teens hung out of the truck. One held a bucket in his hands, and as they passed he dumped all five gallons of water on Gregor.
Gregor made no move to avoid the downpour, or take any notice of his sopping wet cloths. All he did was pull his long brown hair out of his face and yell. "HANK!" For a second his words just echoed back to him along with the laughter of the drunken pickup truck teens, then a huge black shape shot over the fence of his neighbor's yard and barreled down the street towards him. The dog kept running until he was nearly on top of Gregor, then he slumped over and started snoring. Gregor patted the dog's head fondly, then shook him. Hank was up in an instant. Gregor pointed at the truck. "Cookie." The words were barely out of his mouth when Hank took off after the now frightened truckers. What the teens hadn't seen as they had drenched Gregor, is him reach out and tape a cookie to the fender of their truck, and what they didn't know is that Hank would do anything to get a cookie, especially the kind Gregor had taped to the truck.
Gregor chuckled as he watched the terrified teens gun it around the corner, Hank charging behind them, happy to have a challenge.
Gregor walked to his house, pushing through the door and into the living room. Lizzie sat at the dining room table, papers strewn around, and a calculator clutched in her hand. Mag was in the other room, lying on the floor, a bag of Cheetos to her left, her IPhone getting a billion texts per minute and an Xbox One controller in her hand. Gregor chuckled as he walked past his oblivious sisters into his room.
Even after moving and upgrading to a very large house, Gregor still found his room too small. He is now hovering around the 6 foot 5 mark, and had to duck whenever he entered. His room may be low but was spacious in a way Gregor was unaccustomed to. He plopped down on his bed, opening his backpack and pulled out a text book.
He studied for the rest of the night, he had a special reason for being so in tuned to studying, a reason his parents could never find out about.
Ok, I must admit, the end was kind of rushed and sappy, but it was 9:00 at night and my dad was screaming at me from the other room to "Bane! Turn your light off before I come down there and turn it off with your face!" SO yeah, I have to shut it down but, hope you enjoy the chapter, hope it could be longer but I will do that for the next one, Promise.
*Sudden footsteps on the stairs.* *Pissed dad busts into Banes room.* Lights go out.
-Bane