Evan's Terrible, Awful, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
Part Five: If Walls Could Talk, They'd Be Screaming in Pain 24/7
By Paigey-Wan

(The Disclaimer's Spot: See Part One for my Disclaimer/Campaign for owner of X-Men: Evolution.

AN: Real quick here, I just want to kind of say that I'm VERY sorry for Pietro's... REALLY BAD cameo in the last part... Okay, that's all.)

After the detention, Evan got on his skateboard and tried to forget the bad day as he skated home.

That was not in his luck's plans.

On his way home, Evan managed to collide with five poles, three walls, one tree, two mailboxes, eight curbs, and one gate. He nearly crashed into fifteen pedestrians, four dogs, three cats, a small child on a bike, and a parked car. Not to mention the partridge in a pear tree... He also somehow managed to find himself stuck in not one, not two, but THREE trash cans.

And... He was finally home. Of course, just about every part of his body hurt, and he definitely stank, but hey. He was home.

'Must get to my room.'

Of course, by now, Evan expected to be stopped by at least one person. And one person DID stop him. Five times. Two people even stopped him twice. He brushed them off with either an "I know I stink," or an "I'm fine" (which he really wasn't), both with subtext which he hoped clearly read 'Get out of my way.'

After he had finally, AT LAST made it to his room, and, of course, only AFTER he had lain down in his bed, did he even really think that it would be a good idea to take a shower.