I am the queen of short chappies! I am the queen of short chappies!
(Timothy pokes me) Okay, on with the fic!
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men, I just own the little mutant kid that this story is about.
Author's Note: I think I'll be writing several chapters that take place at the high school so bare with me.
Chapter Two
He's A Freak!
Timothy had just shoved the rest of his books into his locker when he heard them. The footsteps of doom!
"Hey fellas! What do we have here? If it isn't our little punching bag!"
A few other boys snickered. Timothy didn't turn around.
'Maybe if I don't look at them they'll go away,' he thought desperately.
Duncan grabbed the little boy by the shoulders and spun him around.
"Whats the big deal?" the blond youth snarled. "You think if you don't look at us we'll just go away?"
Timothy gulped.
"Fat chance!" one of the other boys laughed. "We're gonna beat you so hard you'll be hurtin' till you graduate! That is if they let mice graduate!" the cruel boy laughed at his own joke until Duncan elbowed him to keep quiet.
"Come on," he snickered, looking back at Timothy. "I've got the perfect thing to do to him."
The look on the football player's face was the scariest thing Timothy had seen since he and his parents had moved to Bayville.
I am the queen of short chappies!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men, I just own the little mutant kid that this story is about.
Author's Note: I think I'll be writing several chapters that take place at the high school so bare with me.
Chapter Two
He's A Freak!
Timothy had just shoved the rest of his books into his locker when he heard them. The footsteps of doom!
"Hey fellas! What do we have here? If it isn't our little punching bag!"
A few other boys snickered. Timothy didn't turn around.
'Maybe if I don't look at them they'll go away,' he thought desperately.
Duncan grabbed the little boy by the shoulders and spun him around.
"Whats the big deal?" the blond youth snarled. "You think if you don't look at us we'll just go away?"
Timothy gulped.
"Fat chance!" one of the other boys laughed. "We're gonna beat you so hard you'll be hurtin' till you graduate! That is if they let mice graduate!" the cruel boy laughed at his own joke until Duncan elbowed him to keep quiet.
"Come on," he snickered, looking back at Timothy. "I've got the perfect thing to do to him."
The look on the football player's face was the scariest thing Timothy had seen since he and his parents had moved to Bayville.
I am the queen of short chappies!!!!!