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Chapter 2
-Dream-
Unfamiliar faces laughing, It was black. I couldn't see myself. All I could see were faces laughing at me. Loud, hard, and mockingly.
-Dream ends-
My eyes shot open and I was panting heavily, sweat dripping from my face.
My eyes was still blurry from sleep and slowly started to focus.
I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts wandering.
Memories of torture replayed again and again from my mind.
Football freaks, bullies, jocks, girls, and..
Sam Puckett
I shook my head to disperse the thoughts from my mind.
I had to think of a plan to get back at them.
and the first thing I neeeded to do is find a way to get away from it all. (well out of this apartment specifically)
I wanted to change myself, Physically most of all.
I went on the net and searched martial arts, ways to train and practical ways to do it. And as I was surfing the net I came across Parkour.
I clicked on a link and saw a video of people flying off from rooftops that pretty much moved like ninjas. They didn't do gym but their bodies were buff and light.
I needed to learn this, it might come in handy and it would be a great way to train myself.
So being a tech geek, I downloaded and learned all the information I could get. Immersing myself in the rich information the net would provide.
So first thing i need to learn is parkour. Parkour is kinda good for me since I would be running away from bullies alot.
After learning that, then I'd decide which martial art to train on.
Then I remembered.
We have to do iCarly. Tonight.
Brushing the dilemma off, I got back to my laptop.
"I need to get out of here." I muttered to myself.
I needed to get away, run away, leave home.
But I stopped the thought for a moment. I thought about mom.
Weeeelllll... Sure mom was a bit psychotic and paranoid. But hey, mom is mom and I love her. I had to think of a way to get away from her too.
Then I went to my closet, and started packing my stuff. I needed to pack light. A week's worth would do. I grabbed my secret stash of money at the far end corner of my closet.
If I were to train for months, I would need money, I needed a place to stay, somewhere unknown, somewhere only a selected few would know, then I remembered the UHS. So I plopped back to my laptop and started contacting the UHS. The Underground Hacker's Society.
I happened to have a friend in that society that owed me alot and tried contacting him.
I logged in through an encrypted messenger channel that only hackers would use.
I was in luck, he was online.
T3chb0y : Hey Theodore.
Km30: Benson?
T3chb0y : Yep, I need your help.
Km30: Yeah? What is it?
T3chb0y : I want in.
Km30 : Ya sure?
T3chb0y : Just for a couple of months, I need you to show me the ropes.
Km30 : Sure man, I'd do anything to help you out. Just text me when you're free.
T3chb0y: Kk, Ciao.
Km30 has left the chat
I closed my laptop and plopped on the bed again.
I gotta think...
I'm running away from home to change myself and get back at the people who wronged me.
But to do so, I need money.
That's why I contacted Theodore and entered the UHS. (Since I was a tech geek, and hackers get paid a lot.)
Then train, train, train some more, get buff, change my wardrobe and reciprocate the emotional, mental and mostly physical pain back to my tormentors.
Simple, yet effective.
All I wanted was a little ounce of respect. Just a little. Was that too much for a techie to ask?
I just wanted them to realize that I was also a person craving for a little bit of attention.
Specially Sam Puckett.
I suddenly remembered one of her famous lines from iCarly. "and that's why you're behind the camera."
I just sighed, getting angry this early in the morning would not benefit me. It would destroy my day and severly impact my logical reasoning.
Now for iCarly, I'm quitting temporarily. But I had to sound serious.
If I told Carly, she would protest.
If I told Sam... Well i know what would happen and I don't want to think about it.
I pondered for a moment.
What would I need to do so that even Carly and Sam would not protest?
Ding! Lightbulb!
I'd announce it over the net. Very risky but I know it would work. Risky meaning that I would most probably get a beating, but I know it would work since I will be saying it over the net, and the net is the best way to spread the news.
It was a good plan.
I got up, went down and got some breakfast before going to school.
A/N: So how was it? Was it too dark? Too evil for Freddie? Maybe the chapter didn't explain the situation so well? Please let me know. Bad or Good reviews would really help this story. Most probably I would be updating every week. Maybe twice a week or more. Your reviews are my drive to keep on writing the story. :D
Thanks again, Mikradios
