Reality

Chapter 2:

Sam and Quorra woke up late the next morning. Quorra was disappointed that she missed the sunrise. Sam told her that it was okay, the sun rose every morning. They had to buy Quorra new clothes and buy food. "Oh, and I was supposed to remind you to clean the fridge today, Sam," Quorra reminded him. Sam groaned. 'Maybe I can get Alan to clean it for me,' he thought.

Sam and Quorra walked outside and about three steps out the door Sam saw his neighbor's daughter, Monica, running up to him. "Hi, Sam," Monica said. "Have you seen Jerome? I can't find him anywhere!" No sooner had she said it than Sam felt someone jump on his back and put him in a chokehold.

"Hello, Sam. Care to spar?" It was Jerome. Jerome let go of Sam's neck and jumped back. Sam rubbed his neck and looked at Quorra. She had a look of terror on her face, the same look he saw on her face right after she rebooted. He told her to relax, everything would be okay.

"Fine, let's go, but this time I'm not losing to a sixteen year old kid!" Jerome smiled and got in a fighting stance. Quorra didn't know what to make of it, so she just stood there. Jerome lunged at Sam. Sam quickly ducked and threw Jerome back. Jerome was a lightweight kid, but he was stronger and faster than anyone Sam had ever met, including himself. Jerome also had serious fighting skill. He knew at least three different types of martial arts along with excellent street fighting skills. Sam quickly threw a series of punches at Jerome, only to have all but the last one blocked. Jerome caught the last punch and thrust Sam back about five feet. Jerome ran up to Sam and launched a kick into his stomach. Sam reeled back. Jerome picked Sam up and threw him out of the makeshift ring Monica drew for them.

Quorra wasn't sure what happened, but she was determined to stop this boy from hurting Sam any more. She leapt into the ring and attacked Jerome. They fought for several minutes, both moving too fast to keep track of who was hitting who. After roughly ten minutes Jerome slammed the palm of his hand into Quorra's stomach, sending her flying out of the ring. "Jeeze, Sam, your girlfriend fights better than you do," Jerome said. Sam muttered something about Quorra not being his girlfriend and stood up.

"Sam, who is that kid and why did he attack us?" Quorra asked.

"I'm Jerome. And I didn't attack Sam, we were sparring, you know, just fighting for fun. Now, why did you attack me?" Jerome said.

Quorra felt really bad about attacking Jerome, and embarrassed about her mistake. Her face turned red and she apologized and muttered something about trying to protect Sam. "Hey, now, no need to apologize. It was fun. We'll have to do this again sometime. You're a much better fighter than Sam is," Jerome said. And with that, he and Monica left.

"What was that all about?" Quorra asked.

"Jerome loves to spar and his sister, Monica, loves to watch a good fight. They often trick me into sparring with Jerome, mostly because I fight better than most people. Jerome always wins, but I think I keep getting better every time. And he's small, so if I can hit him hard enough he'll go flying out of the ring, that dirt circle in the ground. If I knock him out of the ring he loses," Sam explained.

Quorra didn't get the sparring thing at all. She thought it was stupid to fight someone just for fun. Sam and Quorra got up and left for Wal-Mart. Once they got to Wal-Mart Sam explained to Quorra what Wal-Mart was. "Wal-Mart is a store where you can buy almost anything you may need. I'll gather up some clothes and you'll try them on while I get the groceries," Quorra followed Sam into the giant store and to a part of the store where there was nothing but clothes as far as she could see. Sam grabbed a bunch of pants and a bunch of shirts and pointed to the changing rooms, telling her to try them all on in there and hang on to the shirt and pair of pants that fit her the best. Quorra took the clothes and went into a changing room. Sam went back to the entrance, grabbed a cart, and went to the grocery isle. On his way there he called Alan.

"Hello?" Alan said.

"Hey, Alan. It's Sam."

"Hey, Sam. How are you?"

"Great, hey could you do me a favor?"

"Certainly."

"Great, could you head to my place and feed Marvin?"

"Of course."

"And while your there could you clean out my refrigerator?"

Sam waited for a minute, hearing nothing, and asked again. "Yes, I heard you the first time. I suppose I'll clean it. It'll take me a few hours to find my gas mask, odor blocking trash bags, and Febreeze, so don't come home for another four hours or so," Alan said. Alan knew exactly how horrible the inside of Sam's refrigerator was. Sam thanked him and said goodbye. Sam couldn't get anything that wouldn't last in the car he "borrowed" from the dealership, so he grabbed a bunch of cans of ravioli and spaghetti, several loaves of bread, some juice, a ton of beef jerky, and several jars of peanut butter. He went back to the changing room and found Quorra, holding on to a pair of pants and a t-shirt. Sam checked the size on the shirt and pants and grabbed several more of that size.

While Sam and Quorra waited in line to pay for their stuff, Quorra asked Sam a lot of questions. Sam was trying really hard not to get angry and kept answering question after question. Quorra stopped talking as soon as they pulled up to the register. Sam handed the lady at the register a credit card. She swiped it and gave it back to Sam. Sam loaded all the groceries into the cart while Quorra watched, not wanting to mess something up or break anything. She did, however, push the cart back to the "borrowed" car. Sam loaded the groceries into the car. As he got in the car he thought of ways to keep away from his house for four hours. As they were driving down the road, an opportunity presented itself. "Sam, your dad always used to tell me about bowling and how he loved it, so can we try it?" Quorra asked. Sam smiled, thinking that was a perfect way to pass the time.

Author's note: Yeah, this chapter is boring. I kind of rushed through the shopping part. The next chapter will be better, I promise.

So, what did you guys think of Jerome and Monica? My own characters.

So, let me know what you liked, didn't like, and what you want to see later on.