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Secrets Better Left Kept
Chapter one
The annoying beep of his alarm clock was the wake up call seventeen year old Rey Mysterio wasn't looking foreword too. He groaned loudly, and blindly slapped the clock off his nightstand. "Rey are you awake in there?" he heard his mom call from outside his door. Rey didn't answer and she opened the door. "Hijo, are you awake?" she asked as she flipped on his bedroom light. "Mama, I think I'm sick," he grumbled. "Aw, eres enfermo?" she asked sympathetically. He nodded, putting on his best "sick" face. "Poor baby," she said, and walked to his bedside, "To bad it's not gonna work again, get up." He laughed and forced himself out of bed.
"Torrie is downstairs waiting, apruate!"
* * * * * *
Rey slammed the door shut, pulling on his black hooded sweatshirt. Torrie honked obnoxiously, "You're gonna make us late!" she called out with a laugh.
"Shut up," he retorted as he got in her blue 67 mustang.
"Did you study for Graham's history test?" she asked. Rey slapped his forehead, and groaned.
"Shit! I completely forgot about that."
* * * * * *
"Why, Mr. Mysterio, am I not surprised you're late?" snapped Mr. Graham, Rey's stuffy old history teacher.
"Would you believe, uh. car trouble?" the entire class laughed. Graham only frowned.
"Please take your seat, next time I'll lower your grade," he said with a glare. "Not that it can get any lower," he added under his breath. Rey held back from commenting and sat down. Graham passed out the test.
"Try not to fail this time," he said viciously as he set a test on Rey's desk.
* * * * * *
Rey smacked shoulders with Jamie Nobel in the hallway, giving him trouble he really didn't want. "You better watch where you're goin, little man," the red neck shouted, his sleazy girlfriend, Nidia, encouraging Jamie to fight.
"Man, I don't want any trouble, I just wanna get to class," Rey replied, but Jamie wouldn't take that as an answer. He stopped Rey as he tried to push past him.
"Don't try to push me again, I'll kick your God damned ass!" Rey rolled his eyes and pulled out of Jamie's grip. The lack of respect he showed pissed Jamie off even more. He wanted to go after him, but Nidia stopped him, they were going to be late to class.
* * * * * *
Rey set his lunch down on the dirty blue tabletop. The green goop they tried to pass off as Jell-o jiggled angrily at him. He poked his fork at it, only causing more motion. "Hey Rey, what's up?" Rey looked up to see Shane Helms standing over him.
"Hey Shane," he replied, "Not much, you?"
"What's this I've been hearing about you wanting to fight Jamie Nobel?" Shane asked. Rey sighed loudly, shaking his head.
"I don't want to fight him," he said.
"Are you afraid of him?" Shane asked.
"Not at all," Rey answered, "It's just this'll be my fifth fight this year and ya know, I don't think Ms. Bloom is only gonna suspended me." Shane nodded.
"I just thought I'd tell you, he's been talkin a lot of shit. Callin' you a pussy and everything."
"What's your point, man?" Rey demanded, getting impatient, and annoyed. Shane put his hands up in defense. He didn't say a word as he got up and left, giving his friend a shocked look.
Rey finished his lunch, all he really did was push around the angry goop with his plastic spoon, and went to the school library. Torrie and her boyfriend, Billy were waiting for him. "What took you so long?" Billy asked. Rey flipped him off as he took his seat.
"Bad day?" Torrie asked. Rey nodded and set his head down on the cold wooden table. To make matters worse, Jamie Nobel strolled into the library, spotting the young Latino within a matter of seconds.
"Well, if it isn't the little bitch that thinks he's too good to fight me," he chirped. Rey ignored him. "Hello, what's up little man? Don't have the balls to say anything?"
"Get the hell away, trailer trash," Rey said quietly. By that time, the entire library was quiet and watching intently. Nidia glared at him, apparently taking offence to what he had said. "I don't want to fight." Jamie laughed.
"What's going on here?" asked the librarian. Jamie raised his hands.
"Not a thing, Miss Mitchell, not one thing. Or at least not yet." Jamie said, not taking his eyes off of Rey, "That's a guarantee."
Secrets Better Left Kept
Chapter one
The annoying beep of his alarm clock was the wake up call seventeen year old Rey Mysterio wasn't looking foreword too. He groaned loudly, and blindly slapped the clock off his nightstand. "Rey are you awake in there?" he heard his mom call from outside his door. Rey didn't answer and she opened the door. "Hijo, are you awake?" she asked as she flipped on his bedroom light. "Mama, I think I'm sick," he grumbled. "Aw, eres enfermo?" she asked sympathetically. He nodded, putting on his best "sick" face. "Poor baby," she said, and walked to his bedside, "To bad it's not gonna work again, get up." He laughed and forced himself out of bed.
"Torrie is downstairs waiting, apruate!"
* * * * * *
Rey slammed the door shut, pulling on his black hooded sweatshirt. Torrie honked obnoxiously, "You're gonna make us late!" she called out with a laugh.
"Shut up," he retorted as he got in her blue 67 mustang.
"Did you study for Graham's history test?" she asked. Rey slapped his forehead, and groaned.
"Shit! I completely forgot about that."
* * * * * *
"Why, Mr. Mysterio, am I not surprised you're late?" snapped Mr. Graham, Rey's stuffy old history teacher.
"Would you believe, uh. car trouble?" the entire class laughed. Graham only frowned.
"Please take your seat, next time I'll lower your grade," he said with a glare. "Not that it can get any lower," he added under his breath. Rey held back from commenting and sat down. Graham passed out the test.
"Try not to fail this time," he said viciously as he set a test on Rey's desk.
* * * * * *
Rey smacked shoulders with Jamie Nobel in the hallway, giving him trouble he really didn't want. "You better watch where you're goin, little man," the red neck shouted, his sleazy girlfriend, Nidia, encouraging Jamie to fight.
"Man, I don't want any trouble, I just wanna get to class," Rey replied, but Jamie wouldn't take that as an answer. He stopped Rey as he tried to push past him.
"Don't try to push me again, I'll kick your God damned ass!" Rey rolled his eyes and pulled out of Jamie's grip. The lack of respect he showed pissed Jamie off even more. He wanted to go after him, but Nidia stopped him, they were going to be late to class.
* * * * * *
Rey set his lunch down on the dirty blue tabletop. The green goop they tried to pass off as Jell-o jiggled angrily at him. He poked his fork at it, only causing more motion. "Hey Rey, what's up?" Rey looked up to see Shane Helms standing over him.
"Hey Shane," he replied, "Not much, you?"
"What's this I've been hearing about you wanting to fight Jamie Nobel?" Shane asked. Rey sighed loudly, shaking his head.
"I don't want to fight him," he said.
"Are you afraid of him?" Shane asked.
"Not at all," Rey answered, "It's just this'll be my fifth fight this year and ya know, I don't think Ms. Bloom is only gonna suspended me." Shane nodded.
"I just thought I'd tell you, he's been talkin a lot of shit. Callin' you a pussy and everything."
"What's your point, man?" Rey demanded, getting impatient, and annoyed. Shane put his hands up in defense. He didn't say a word as he got up and left, giving his friend a shocked look.
Rey finished his lunch, all he really did was push around the angry goop with his plastic spoon, and went to the school library. Torrie and her boyfriend, Billy were waiting for him. "What took you so long?" Billy asked. Rey flipped him off as he took his seat.
"Bad day?" Torrie asked. Rey nodded and set his head down on the cold wooden table. To make matters worse, Jamie Nobel strolled into the library, spotting the young Latino within a matter of seconds.
"Well, if it isn't the little bitch that thinks he's too good to fight me," he chirped. Rey ignored him. "Hello, what's up little man? Don't have the balls to say anything?"
"Get the hell away, trailer trash," Rey said quietly. By that time, the entire library was quiet and watching intently. Nidia glared at him, apparently taking offence to what he had said. "I don't want to fight." Jamie laughed.
"What's going on here?" asked the librarian. Jamie raised his hands.
"Not a thing, Miss Mitchell, not one thing. Or at least not yet." Jamie said, not taking his eyes off of Rey, "That's a guarantee."