In America chapter 3
Note: // // means telepathy
"Holy.." Ron gaped as he looked around what was to be his and Harry's rooms. "This is like a small flat!" Harry nodded in agreement and went over to the door that led to the bedroom. He looked in. There were two beds, two dressers, and a small table between the beds. Harry pulled open the dresser on the far left.
"Hey Ron! Come here!" Ron poked his head in the room. "Look at these." Harry pulled out a pair of baggy zippered pants and held them up.
"Wicked!" Ron opened the other dresser and pulled out a similar pair. Harry put his pair back and pulled out another, slightly calmer pair. "Lets try these on!" Ron stripped off his pants and pulled the other ones on. "Wicked!" Straps flapped as he walked over to the closet.
Harry stripped off his own pants and pulled on a pair of baggy black pants with midnight blue flames creeping up the sides. They sparkled when he moved. He joined Ron by the closet. Ron pulled out a black tank top with a skull and cross bones. He slipped his shirt off and pulled that one on. "Nice!" Harry pulled out a dark blue sparkly muscle shirt. He pulled his shirt off and put that on.
"I agree." They both pulled on a pair of black combat boots. "Want to explore now?"
"Sure!" Harry and Ron trooped to the door and went out. They memorized the portrait that guarded their room before walking off.
"Hopefully there won't be anyone like Snape here. We would get in a lot of trouble." Harry commented as they walked deeper into what seemed to be a dungeon. "Do you think there are houses?"
"Use your head flame boy." Harry and Ron stopped in their tracks.
"Who's there?" Harry and Ron took up defensive stances as whoever spoke let out a cruel laugh. A tall boy stepped out of the shadows to their left. "Who are you?"
"The names Kaleb. You must be the transfer students." Kaleb sneered. "You join any gang yet?" Ron and Harry shook their heads. Kaleb smirked. "You haven't been here long enough to decide then."
"We just arrived." Harry said. "We'll just be going." Harry and Ron turned to leave, only to find their path blocked by three burly boys. They were sneering.
"I don't think so." Kaleb sneered. "Join us, or die."
"Sound like someone you know?" Ron asked. Harry nodded. "Thought so." Kaleb advanced, as did his goons, and they pressed Harry and Ron into the wall. "What if we don't want to?"
"Then you'll die." Kaleb pulled out a knife. "So what'll it be? Us, or death?"
"KALEB!" Heads lifted and turned. "Leave them be." A boy, shorter than Kaleb, stood in the hallway. Kaleb sneered at him. "I mean it." The boy was wearing only a pair of really short, really tight, black leather shorts. He wore nothing else, save a thin black collar. His nipples were pierced along with his left eyebrow, and his right ear was covered in rings. He had a tattoo on the left side of his chest, just over his nipple. The tattoo was a long string of numbers.
"What are you doing here Dae?"
// Making sure you don't terrorize them // Dae replied. Kaleb snorted. // Let them go // Kalebs goons stepped to the side and Harry and Ron rushed to stand behind Dae. // If I see you bothering them again, you'll pay dearly for it // Kaleb pouted and stalked away. // Come on, follow me // Dae took of in the other direction and Harry and Ron went after him.
TBC
Note: // // means telepathy
"Holy.." Ron gaped as he looked around what was to be his and Harry's rooms. "This is like a small flat!" Harry nodded in agreement and went over to the door that led to the bedroom. He looked in. There were two beds, two dressers, and a small table between the beds. Harry pulled open the dresser on the far left.
"Hey Ron! Come here!" Ron poked his head in the room. "Look at these." Harry pulled out a pair of baggy zippered pants and held them up.
"Wicked!" Ron opened the other dresser and pulled out a similar pair. Harry put his pair back and pulled out another, slightly calmer pair. "Lets try these on!" Ron stripped off his pants and pulled the other ones on. "Wicked!" Straps flapped as he walked over to the closet.
Harry stripped off his own pants and pulled on a pair of baggy black pants with midnight blue flames creeping up the sides. They sparkled when he moved. He joined Ron by the closet. Ron pulled out a black tank top with a skull and cross bones. He slipped his shirt off and pulled that one on. "Nice!" Harry pulled out a dark blue sparkly muscle shirt. He pulled his shirt off and put that on.
"I agree." They both pulled on a pair of black combat boots. "Want to explore now?"
"Sure!" Harry and Ron trooped to the door and went out. They memorized the portrait that guarded their room before walking off.
"Hopefully there won't be anyone like Snape here. We would get in a lot of trouble." Harry commented as they walked deeper into what seemed to be a dungeon. "Do you think there are houses?"
"Use your head flame boy." Harry and Ron stopped in their tracks.
"Who's there?" Harry and Ron took up defensive stances as whoever spoke let out a cruel laugh. A tall boy stepped out of the shadows to their left. "Who are you?"
"The names Kaleb. You must be the transfer students." Kaleb sneered. "You join any gang yet?" Ron and Harry shook their heads. Kaleb smirked. "You haven't been here long enough to decide then."
"We just arrived." Harry said. "We'll just be going." Harry and Ron turned to leave, only to find their path blocked by three burly boys. They were sneering.
"I don't think so." Kaleb sneered. "Join us, or die."
"Sound like someone you know?" Ron asked. Harry nodded. "Thought so." Kaleb advanced, as did his goons, and they pressed Harry and Ron into the wall. "What if we don't want to?"
"Then you'll die." Kaleb pulled out a knife. "So what'll it be? Us, or death?"
"KALEB!" Heads lifted and turned. "Leave them be." A boy, shorter than Kaleb, stood in the hallway. Kaleb sneered at him. "I mean it." The boy was wearing only a pair of really short, really tight, black leather shorts. He wore nothing else, save a thin black collar. His nipples were pierced along with his left eyebrow, and his right ear was covered in rings. He had a tattoo on the left side of his chest, just over his nipple. The tattoo was a long string of numbers.
"What are you doing here Dae?"
// Making sure you don't terrorize them // Dae replied. Kaleb snorted. // Let them go // Kalebs goons stepped to the side and Harry and Ron rushed to stand behind Dae. // If I see you bothering them again, you'll pay dearly for it // Kaleb pouted and stalked away. // Come on, follow me // Dae took of in the other direction and Harry and Ron went after him.
TBC
