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Chapter three: Ash
It was now 10:30 and I was about to die, sitting for three hours in front of the TV watching Blues Clues, Bob The Builder and Dora The Explorer. It was hell and I wanted to leave but I still did not say what I came here for. I got up and was going to make coffee when I realized he had none.
"Ash were is you're coffee?" "uh.. I don't have any, mom still does not let me drink any." ash said as he got up to meet me in the kitchen.
"were did Brock go?" I asked looking at the empty seat witch he was sitting in earlier. "He is probably in the bath room, his ego has grown over the years and he washes his hair three times a day." Ash sighed as he scrambled through the fridge looking for something to eat.
"You are still hungry??" I asked.
"Yes, I usually have three breakfasts." ash said rubbing his stomach.
"How do you stay thin??"
"I dunno?"
I walked out the door and on to the porch, Ash followed bring a handful of muffins. Ash ate faster than anyone I knew, and ate more than anyone I knew in one day. I looked to the ground and was looking at some old rocks that lye there. I picked one up and threw it a kid who was passing by.
"OUCH!" I smirked and picked up another one and threw it again. The kid was looking around to see who it was and then he spotted me, he looked 12 and was a stick. He came up to me in anger and started to yell.
"HEY MISTER ITS NOT NICE TO THROW THINGS LIKE ROCKS AT OTHER PEOPLE….." And so on. I gut looked at the boy and started to laugh it was not a mean laugh like haha, I hit you it was more of a laugh like what the hell am I doing here.
I got up and the kid stopped looking up at me he stepped back. I walked passed the kid tapping his head, and walked down the street. Two minutes later Ash came running after me still holding muffins.
"Why did you hit the kid?"
"I dunno." Down the street you could hear yelling
"Hey guys! Wait up!" It was Brock and he ran slow because of his size. I stopped and waited for Brock to catch up. As the three of us walked down the street I kept my head to the ground. "Is some thing wrong Gary?" Ash asked finishing his last muffin.
"I have to tell you some thing Ash, let go in that diner and talk you too Brock come one."
The three of use sat at one both and Ash took out a menu. I sighed and asked ash if he could order later. I told Brock about what happened to my father. Brock was also silent just like when I told Ash.
"Guys…I don't think Artticus death was an accident, I think it was a murder."
"How do you know?" Ash asked looking up at me.
"I don't know, it's a feeling I have and…….well when you are a lawyer you make many enemies and a week before Artticus' death he had a case, and that night he finished that case on the way home we were both in the car when his phone rang and the man on the phone said that Artticus would die in a week, he promised it. I thought nothing of it and neither did Artticus. But now it sticks out like a sore thumb." I paused and noticed that a girl had been standing there the whole time her eyes were wide in fear.
Ash looked up and yelled "Hey Misty! How are you?" Misty looked down at ash and smiled.
"Oh, just fine I saw you sitting here and want to sit with you but guess you have a friend , so I will be going now!"
"Wait Misty you don't have to leave!" Ash said looking over at Gary
"Does she Gary?"
"No, not at all, its good seeing you Misty" Misty sat beside Brock and was staring at me.
"That's really you Gary? Wow, impressive." I raised one eye brow and looked at Ash who was beside me
"You can order now" Ash picked up the menu and started to order.
Yes lame? Hmm I need some thing…well thanks Manda for the idea of chapter four I will go type it now! Bye! Review please
Chapter three: Ash
It was now 10:30 and I was about to die, sitting for three hours in front of the TV watching Blues Clues, Bob The Builder and Dora The Explorer. It was hell and I wanted to leave but I still did not say what I came here for. I got up and was going to make coffee when I realized he had none.
"Ash were is you're coffee?" "uh.. I don't have any, mom still does not let me drink any." ash said as he got up to meet me in the kitchen.
"were did Brock go?" I asked looking at the empty seat witch he was sitting in earlier. "He is probably in the bath room, his ego has grown over the years and he washes his hair three times a day." Ash sighed as he scrambled through the fridge looking for something to eat.
"You are still hungry??" I asked.
"Yes, I usually have three breakfasts." ash said rubbing his stomach.
"How do you stay thin??"
"I dunno?"
I walked out the door and on to the porch, Ash followed bring a handful of muffins. Ash ate faster than anyone I knew, and ate more than anyone I knew in one day. I looked to the ground and was looking at some old rocks that lye there. I picked one up and threw it a kid who was passing by.
"OUCH!" I smirked and picked up another one and threw it again. The kid was looking around to see who it was and then he spotted me, he looked 12 and was a stick. He came up to me in anger and started to yell.
"HEY MISTER ITS NOT NICE TO THROW THINGS LIKE ROCKS AT OTHER PEOPLE….." And so on. I gut looked at the boy and started to laugh it was not a mean laugh like haha, I hit you it was more of a laugh like what the hell am I doing here.
I got up and the kid stopped looking up at me he stepped back. I walked passed the kid tapping his head, and walked down the street. Two minutes later Ash came running after me still holding muffins.
"Why did you hit the kid?"
"I dunno." Down the street you could hear yelling
"Hey guys! Wait up!" It was Brock and he ran slow because of his size. I stopped and waited for Brock to catch up. As the three of us walked down the street I kept my head to the ground. "Is some thing wrong Gary?" Ash asked finishing his last muffin.
"I have to tell you some thing Ash, let go in that diner and talk you too Brock come one."
The three of use sat at one both and Ash took out a menu. I sighed and asked ash if he could order later. I told Brock about what happened to my father. Brock was also silent just like when I told Ash.
"Guys…I don't think Artticus death was an accident, I think it was a murder."
"How do you know?" Ash asked looking up at me.
"I don't know, it's a feeling I have and…….well when you are a lawyer you make many enemies and a week before Artticus' death he had a case, and that night he finished that case on the way home we were both in the car when his phone rang and the man on the phone said that Artticus would die in a week, he promised it. I thought nothing of it and neither did Artticus. But now it sticks out like a sore thumb." I paused and noticed that a girl had been standing there the whole time her eyes were wide in fear.
Ash looked up and yelled "Hey Misty! How are you?" Misty looked down at ash and smiled.
"Oh, just fine I saw you sitting here and want to sit with you but guess you have a friend , so I will be going now!"
"Wait Misty you don't have to leave!" Ash said looking over at Gary
"Does she Gary?"
"No, not at all, its good seeing you Misty" Misty sat beside Brock and was staring at me.
"That's really you Gary? Wow, impressive." I raised one eye brow and looked at Ash who was beside me
"You can order now" Ash picked up the menu and started to order.
Yes lame? Hmm I need some thing…well thanks Manda for the idea of chapter four I will go type it now! Bye! Review please