Chapter 1
I was an outcast really. At least that's what I thought I was. Talk about typical teen life. I'm 19 years old. I wasn't ever someone who was very sociable. People would watch me while I was practicing sword slash techniques and laugh because I wasn't "normal". I appeared as though I couldn't care less but in reality, it hurt a lot.
People could really be mean sometimes. My first girlfriend awhile back, her name was Nina, had played me for a fool. She was paid secretly to date me and people placed bets to see how long we'd last. Anyways we never did anything. Not even kissed. Our relationship lasted a week. I never felt comfortable around anyone since then.
I trusted a few people. My two best friends were Barret and Zack. Zack and I were also part of the school band. It was practically a free credit. So really why not? It was a brand new semester and new students were pouring into the halls. Zack and I usually liked to laugh at the freshman. They seemed so small compared to us.
"Hey man! Wait up!" shouted a voice.
And speaking of Zack here he was.
"huff…puff…You know you should slow down so other people can catch up to you!" puffed Zack.
"Yeah sorry about that." I quickly apologized.
"Hey no prob..." Zack said smugly. "You can buy me lunch though!"
I laughed at this. I took 15 gils out of my pocket and handed it to him.
"Thanks man! You're the best! Hey we have that band rehearsal don't we?"
"Yeah we have that concert thing coming up. You bring your trumpet?" I asked.
"Yeah…I really wish I took the drums instead. I feel like a sissy." He whimpered.
"Yeah well but when Ms. Trepe says we gotta play trumpet, we play trumpet." I sighed.
I was good at the trumpet. Really good. I was part of an all-star band. But still and all it never really did buy me a huge fan of adoring girls like the football players.
"We better go to rehearsal." I said bluntly.
"Yeah just wait til I buy my lunch! What day is it today?" he asked.
'Tuesday." I replied.
Zack's eyes widened! "HOT DOG DAY!!! NOOOO! I'M LATE! I"LL NEVER GET THOSE HOTDOGS NOW!!!!" He screamed hysterically…
I snickered. Zack had been trying to get a hot dog in the cafeteria ever since his freshman days. He never quite got there in time.
"Wait! Maybe if I fake a faint or something they'll give me one for sake of nourishment!" Zack snickered.
I slapped myself on the head.
Ughh…won't he ever give up?
"And YOU'RE gonna help me!" he smiled sinisterly…
"NOOO ZACK NOO! DON'T GET ME INVOLVED IN YOUR PLOTS!"
I was too late. He gagged me with his smelly and let's not mention USED gym sock and dragged me to the cafetorium.
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"There it is!" cried Zack as he approached the cafeteria doors. "Now remember what I told you to say."
"This is SO STUPID!" This won't work!" I protested.
He grabbed me by one of my blond spikes and dragged me inside the cafeteria.
"HEY CLOUD! I HOPE MY STOMACH DISORDER DOESN'T KICK IN!" he shouted.
I sighed. "Oh REALLY? I hope it doesn't HAPPEN now!" I shouted.
"Yeah! OH NO! I THINK I'm STARTING to get DIZZY!" Zack began to wobble around.
Oh god…this is terrible acting!
"OH NO!" I shouted. "Don't do this ZACK! Noooooo!" I shouted out reaching out at him.
"Ugh…must….get…nutrients…of …good…succulent…hog…dog…" he staggered.
Zack fell to the ground.
"OH NO!" I said with mocking shock in my voice. "SOMEBODY find HELP!"
Students rushed back and forth in a wave of panic looking for the school nurse. In the process, they didn't realize but they were trampling a "fainted" Zack.
"Oohh…ouch…the pain…"he moaned.
He lay there unmoving covered with dust and footprints.
"What's going on here?" asked a female voice.
"Dr. KADOWAKI! Zack's stomach disorder! He needs nutrients! Quick!" I screamed in a tone that was just so fake!
"Hey just wait a second. Let me examine the boy." She said. And with her huffy broad arms she picked Zack up with ease and carried him towards the doctor's office.
