Sage, the Poor Guy!!
So that you understand in the beginning, it is a Sunday afternoon, sage is in the bathroom, Rowen and Cye are sitting in the living room and Dais and Kento went to work (pulling weeds for the old lady around the corner).
"Hey Rowen, can I barrow like five dollars?" Sage asked with his big puppy dog eye's glued on Rowen. Just then Cye looked at Sage. Sage had just gotten out of the shower. Sage looked like a huge mop had landed on his head. Around that time Cye asked "What, ran out of your girly hair crap?" Sage then turned to look at Cye, but he could not see him. At this time Sage started to get kind of freaked out and started to scream. "I've gone blind, help me ......HELP ME!!!" Then he heard someone laughing. He then knew Rowen was the one he had heard; now everyone chimed in. He started to yell, when he heard footsteps coming towards him; it was Cye. "Hey Sage, if you move that mop you call hair, maybe you will be able to see how stupid you look!" Slowly Sage moved his hands toward his face and began to wipe at his face. Sure enough his hair parted and he could see, but what he saw made him get really embarrassed. He saw Rowen rolling on the ground laughing and Cye looking at him like he was stupid. Sage couldn't take any more and stomped off. When Sage returned (around an hour later) with his hair in a big puff ball, like always. Rowen and Cye were still in the living room. Sage walked right by them with his head held high. He went into the library and pretended to be looking at books. From the living room came Cye's voice. "Hey Sage, you can't read, so don't waste your time in there." "Shut up, I can to read." "Yeah sure, whatever." "I CAN " "You just let yourself believe whatever you want to believe." Then Cye turned just in time to see Sage running straight at him. Cye rolled to the left 1.... 2...3.... BOOM!! Sage hit the table head first, and then rolled onto the floor. Cye and Rowen burst out laughing, until they noticed Sage's head was bleeding. "Yo, Sage your head is bleeding." then Rowen said. "Sage, you might want to go get that checked out, it's looks kind of deep. Moaning Sage said" yeah you should feel the pain." "Or even better you might want to clean it out before all that hair crap seeps into it." Rowen and Cye could not resist a laugh. Sage felt kind of woozy when he got up. "I'm going to get ..." then his sentence trailed off. Cye turned to see why Sage had stopped talking. All he saw was Sage hit the ground. Rowen thought nothing of it at first. "Hey Sage, first day on your new feet?" When Sage didn't move an inch Rowen added. "Sage that's not funny." At that moment Cye and Rowen looked at each other then they were both flying over the couch and ran to there buddies side. Cye started to freak out. "What should we do?" "I have noooo clue!" "We need to get him to a hospital." "..How?" Rowen asked "with our bikes?" "I don't know" "Well 911 works, they know us personally" Around a couple of hours later Sage was safely at home. He had to get eight stitches and the worse part was they had to shave some of his hair off. It kind of looked like mow hawk, but the opposite instead of hair in the middle it was on the sides. Sage still had not stopped crying.
End of Part one*****
So that you understand in the beginning, it is a Sunday afternoon, sage is in the bathroom, Rowen and Cye are sitting in the living room and Dais and Kento went to work (pulling weeds for the old lady around the corner).
"Hey Rowen, can I barrow like five dollars?" Sage asked with his big puppy dog eye's glued on Rowen. Just then Cye looked at Sage. Sage had just gotten out of the shower. Sage looked like a huge mop had landed on his head. Around that time Cye asked "What, ran out of your girly hair crap?" Sage then turned to look at Cye, but he could not see him. At this time Sage started to get kind of freaked out and started to scream. "I've gone blind, help me ......HELP ME!!!" Then he heard someone laughing. He then knew Rowen was the one he had heard; now everyone chimed in. He started to yell, when he heard footsteps coming towards him; it was Cye. "Hey Sage, if you move that mop you call hair, maybe you will be able to see how stupid you look!" Slowly Sage moved his hands toward his face and began to wipe at his face. Sure enough his hair parted and he could see, but what he saw made him get really embarrassed. He saw Rowen rolling on the ground laughing and Cye looking at him like he was stupid. Sage couldn't take any more and stomped off. When Sage returned (around an hour later) with his hair in a big puff ball, like always. Rowen and Cye were still in the living room. Sage walked right by them with his head held high. He went into the library and pretended to be looking at books. From the living room came Cye's voice. "Hey Sage, you can't read, so don't waste your time in there." "Shut up, I can to read." "Yeah sure, whatever." "I CAN " "You just let yourself believe whatever you want to believe." Then Cye turned just in time to see Sage running straight at him. Cye rolled to the left 1.... 2...3.... BOOM!! Sage hit the table head first, and then rolled onto the floor. Cye and Rowen burst out laughing, until they noticed Sage's head was bleeding. "Yo, Sage your head is bleeding." then Rowen said. "Sage, you might want to go get that checked out, it's looks kind of deep. Moaning Sage said" yeah you should feel the pain." "Or even better you might want to clean it out before all that hair crap seeps into it." Rowen and Cye could not resist a laugh. Sage felt kind of woozy when he got up. "I'm going to get ..." then his sentence trailed off. Cye turned to see why Sage had stopped talking. All he saw was Sage hit the ground. Rowen thought nothing of it at first. "Hey Sage, first day on your new feet?" When Sage didn't move an inch Rowen added. "Sage that's not funny." At that moment Cye and Rowen looked at each other then they were both flying over the couch and ran to there buddies side. Cye started to freak out. "What should we do?" "I have noooo clue!" "We need to get him to a hospital." "..How?" Rowen asked "with our bikes?" "I don't know" "Well 911 works, they know us personally" Around a couple of hours later Sage was safely at home. He had to get eight stitches and the worse part was they had to shave some of his hair off. It kind of looked like mow hawk, but the opposite instead of hair in the middle it was on the sides. Sage still had not stopped crying.
End of Part one*****