I'm trying to update certain stories since people enjoyed them. Here's the next chapter to No More High School. Enjoy~
Oh yeah, I apologize if you find any grammatical errors.
WARNING- HORRIBLE DISSES ARE IN THIS CHAPTER.
DISCLAIMER- I DO NOT OWN NO MORE HEROES NOR AM I AFFILIATED WITH IT. I AM JUST A NORMAL AVERAGE TEENAGER WITH HIS OWN COMPLEX PROBLEMS.
Chapter 5 – Introductions Are Gay Pt. 2
"WHY YOU GOTTA POINT AT ME?" Travis screamed angrily as he glared at Nathan and got up from his seat.
Travis didn't like it when eyes were all on him. He wasn't the type who could save face. He was the type of guy who curb stomp motherfuckers if they stare at him and call him out.
"Grrr... I'm not liking this shit one bit. I should have went home and fapped," he thought.
Beads of sweat were appearing on his forehead, and he can hear his brother snickering.
"Don't make me make your face pretty, Henry," he thought as he clenched his fists.
"So? What you gonna do, Travis?" Nathan taunted.
"Breathe in. Breathe out," Travis thought calmly.
He was trying to think of a way to do this peacefully. He didn't want to do any acts of violence, especially in front of Sylvia.
"Oh dear God… Please let me calm down."
"AYYYY. What the fuck is wrong, Travis? Pussy got yo tongue? I'm tellin' ya, I'm dope and I'm not even tryin'. While you calculatin' shit in yo mind, I'm taking no time droppin' this diss. You must have no life. Fappin' to some Powerpuff Girls. Hah! BITCH, I'm makin' it rain on some girls. Oh. Oh! P.S. Tell yo mama, that last night was tight. I'ma be hopin' that you get out of town pretty soon cuz I finna make a new friend," Nathan rapped with failed.
Travis can hear all the "oooooohsss" and "oh shits" from every corner of the gym. Even some of the staff was doing the same.
That's when Travis broke. With strands of hairs covering his eyes, he made his way up the stage. He couldn't stand this anymore. He HATES feeling embarrassed.
"WHO YOU FINNA TRY, WHO YOU FINNA TRY, AYYYYYY?" Nathan spat in his face, "WHO YOU FINNA-"
Travis headbutted his nose and grabbed the mic. Nathan looked appalled.
"AHEM! Testing, testing?" Travis cleared his throat and tapped on the mic to see if it still worked.
"OKAY!" Travis hollered and pointed at Nathan, "Yo, motha fucka. You think you hella bad. You think you the shit? Oh man! What the fuck you talkin' about? You ARE SHIT. You betta get a notepad out and take some notes. I'm about to decimate you. This shit is so overdue. You talk shit 'bout my life? Then, you betta take a shit cuz I'm 'bout to talk about you. I'ma open this shit like a switch blade and cut yo heart out. I hope you learn something today. Man, this is unfair. I'm too clean for this shit. We can't even measure all the shit I'm about to say. Damn. This is so sad. All this shit I'm 'bout to do. It shouldn't be said, actually. In the end, don't be tryin' to battle me. That's a taboo. Now who you finna try?"
Travis breathed in and dropped the mic. The embarrassment was too much, and he left quietly with a face of a strawberry.
"Fuckin' shit! I can't believe I did that…" he thought bitterly as he pocketed his hands and looked away from the quiet crowd.
He left the gym and sighed, "GODDAMMIT! I DID THAT SHIT IN FRONT OF SYLVIA!"
He seriously wanted to punch a wall. Oh well. Instead, he decided to furiously fap to some anime.
Meanwhile…
The noises from the gym were uncontrollable.
"OH MY GOD!"
"DUDEEEEEEEE! THAT WAS HELLA CRAZY!"
"TRAVIS FUCKED THAT BITCH UP!"
Henry was chuckling. Bishop sneaked out, along with Letz (who was laughing his ass off), to find Travis since they were worried about him. Nathan stayed in the same position, who still didn't believe what just happened. Sylvia was texting, not caring about the whole situation. Mr. Touchdown was displeased by what took place.
"SILENCE!" Mr. Touchdown roared as he grabbed the mic from the floor, "I WILL NOT EXCEPT THIS KIND OF BEHAVIOR FROM ANYONE, ESPECIALLY FROM MY OWN SON!"
He glared at Nathan, who shriveled up in fear.
"NATHAN COPELAND! YOU ARE HEREBY SUSPENDED FROM SCHOOL UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE! LEAVE THE PREMISES NOW!"
"BUT MR.T-"
"SILENCE! I WILL NOT ALLOW THIS! YOU DIRTIED AND INSULTED THE TOUCHDOWN FAMILY AND WASTED OUR TIME WITH YOUR HORRIBLE RAPPING SKILLS! I AM DISGUSTED BY THIS! YOU ARE AS BAD AS THAT DAMN CLOWN POSSE! NOW LEAVE!"
Mr. Touchdown's voiced boomed throughout the whole gym, causing some students to quiver. Henry smirked by what was unfolding before him.
"Heh. This year is gonna be a real folly," Henry thought jokingly.
Nathan left without another word. Mr. Touchdown cleared his throat once again and smiled.
"Okay students. I apologize. Let's continue on with the introductions."
From the very corner of the gym, there's a certain bad girl interested by the events that happened.
"Travis Touchdown… Now that's some hot shit."
She took a big gulp from her soda, and burped. She crushed the can and threw it in the crowd.
"He's my next target."
TO BE CONTINUED.