"That my students is why we have taxes today." An aged looking man sits at
the front of a desk the front part of it is covered with a thick shell of
glass. Looking out at his students the man sighs. Pushing up his glasses
he begins to look over to one student in the corner. He was the one that
out off all his students scared him the most.
Just as the man was beginning to read on the next chapter the bell rang. His students then got up and began to file out the door for their two hours of "play time".
Clearing his throat the man stands up and calls to the student in the corner, who was now just getting up from his desk.
"Mr. Janson?"
The boy looked over at him and then picked up his backpack and walked over to the glass that separated him from the man.
"What do you want Mr. Rimmed. "
"That's Rimmy." Said the man as he sat at his desk.
"Now Mr.."
"Just call me E. J."
"Ok E.J. I wanted to tell you that your grades have been slipping."
"So?"
"So you know that if you get your life started again you have to get a college degree."
"I know but do you think I care old man.well I don't.so why don't you go jump off a."
"Mr. Janson!"
"Whatever I'm out of here."
With that the young man slung his backpack over his shoulder and headed outside.
"Harder you have to throw it harder!"
Ping..ping..ping.rommmmm
A penny is seen hopping across the ground as it lies next to a small white circle.
"See man I said to throw it harder!"
With that a man stands up. He looks at the penny then back at the man sitting on the ground beside him.
The other man stands up.
When the two stand up its almost hard to tell them apart.
They both have sandy blond hair and deep green eyes. Their faces are both hard in the ways of the world sort of way. However when they smile they look almost like children. This however doesn't happen much.
Really the only difference was that one was a huge muscle man and the other was a small wiry thing. That was the only way to tell Cliff and Drake apart.
Still staring at each other they notice the man they are playing against has taken the pennies and moved on to the next game.
"Now see what you did Cliff!" yelled Drake as he sat down on the floor in a huff crossing his legs.
"What I did?!"
"Yes you are the one who didn't throw hard enough."
Just as the brothers were about to get into a huge brawl a young man came up to them and brought out a quarter.
"I'll play you for this." He said holding up the quarter.
The men were shocked almost no one they knew had that much money. A quarter was a big deal you could buy cigarette packs even dirty magazines cut outs with a quarter. Money was a valuable thing here.
"Shit man a whole quarter?" said Cliff as he searched for a penny.
"Your on!" said Drake as he searched for a penny in his pocket.
Sadly the men did not have one penny left.
The men looked at the man who pulled a penny out of his pocket and tossed it to cliff.
The men just stared as they watched the other man walk about 6 feet away from the circle then turned waiting for the others to do so.
"What's the stakes in this man?" asked Drake as he sat down near the circle to be the judge.
The man just turned his head towards Drake and put a finger to his lips then threw his quarter.
It slid down the way until it stopped right in the middle of the white circle.
"Perfect!" shouted Drake as he watched his brother.
"Perfect." said the man as he walked over and sat next to Drake and whispered into his ear.
Drake smiled then whispered into the mans ear.
They smiled at each other then turned to watch Cliff.
With a nod Cliff threw the penny.
It slid and slid and slid until it landed. Just outside the white circle.
The man then smiled at the two men reached over picked up the penny and his quarter then went on his way.
Drake just smiled and waved as Cliff came over and sat next to him.
"Ok what was that all about?" asked Cliff.
"Oh nothing much it didn't matter if you won or not we are still winning."
"What?"
"Lets just say by tomorrow morning we are going to be out of here."
Cliff now looked happy but stunned.
"What.who was that guy.?" asked Cliff.
"He said just to call him Eddy."
Just as the man was beginning to read on the next chapter the bell rang. His students then got up and began to file out the door for their two hours of "play time".
Clearing his throat the man stands up and calls to the student in the corner, who was now just getting up from his desk.
"Mr. Janson?"
The boy looked over at him and then picked up his backpack and walked over to the glass that separated him from the man.
"What do you want Mr. Rimmed. "
"That's Rimmy." Said the man as he sat at his desk.
"Now Mr.."
"Just call me E. J."
"Ok E.J. I wanted to tell you that your grades have been slipping."
"So?"
"So you know that if you get your life started again you have to get a college degree."
"I know but do you think I care old man.well I don't.so why don't you go jump off a."
"Mr. Janson!"
"Whatever I'm out of here."
With that the young man slung his backpack over his shoulder and headed outside.
"Harder you have to throw it harder!"
Ping..ping..ping.rommmmm
A penny is seen hopping across the ground as it lies next to a small white circle.
"See man I said to throw it harder!"
With that a man stands up. He looks at the penny then back at the man sitting on the ground beside him.
The other man stands up.
When the two stand up its almost hard to tell them apart.
They both have sandy blond hair and deep green eyes. Their faces are both hard in the ways of the world sort of way. However when they smile they look almost like children. This however doesn't happen much.
Really the only difference was that one was a huge muscle man and the other was a small wiry thing. That was the only way to tell Cliff and Drake apart.
Still staring at each other they notice the man they are playing against has taken the pennies and moved on to the next game.
"Now see what you did Cliff!" yelled Drake as he sat down on the floor in a huff crossing his legs.
"What I did?!"
"Yes you are the one who didn't throw hard enough."
Just as the brothers were about to get into a huge brawl a young man came up to them and brought out a quarter.
"I'll play you for this." He said holding up the quarter.
The men were shocked almost no one they knew had that much money. A quarter was a big deal you could buy cigarette packs even dirty magazines cut outs with a quarter. Money was a valuable thing here.
"Shit man a whole quarter?" said Cliff as he searched for a penny.
"Your on!" said Drake as he searched for a penny in his pocket.
Sadly the men did not have one penny left.
The men looked at the man who pulled a penny out of his pocket and tossed it to cliff.
The men just stared as they watched the other man walk about 6 feet away from the circle then turned waiting for the others to do so.
"What's the stakes in this man?" asked Drake as he sat down near the circle to be the judge.
The man just turned his head towards Drake and put a finger to his lips then threw his quarter.
It slid down the way until it stopped right in the middle of the white circle.
"Perfect!" shouted Drake as he watched his brother.
"Perfect." said the man as he walked over and sat next to Drake and whispered into his ear.
Drake smiled then whispered into the mans ear.
They smiled at each other then turned to watch Cliff.
With a nod Cliff threw the penny.
It slid and slid and slid until it landed. Just outside the white circle.
The man then smiled at the two men reached over picked up the penny and his quarter then went on his way.
Drake just smiled and waved as Cliff came over and sat next to him.
"Ok what was that all about?" asked Cliff.
"Oh nothing much it didn't matter if you won or not we are still winning."
"What?"
"Lets just say by tomorrow morning we are going to be out of here."
Cliff now looked happy but stunned.
"What.who was that guy.?" asked Cliff.
"He said just to call him Eddy."