'Casey!,' shouted Zeke, running after Casey, who was walking over to the bleachers with his lunch.
'Oh, hey,' said Casey, walking faster.
'How's your side feeling'
'Oh, it's ok thanks,' said Casey, still walking fast, with his back to Zeke.
'So, you feeling better now?.' Casey didn't reply, he just kept walking. 'Hey, I said do you feel better now'
'Yeah, yeah, I'm fine!.' He started climbing the bleachers.
'You don't feel good. I can tell! Why not'
'I just don't.' Zeke followed him up the bleachers, now running.
'Come on, tell me what's wrong'
'Nothings wrong'
'Don't lie'
'Look, can I just eat my lunch now please Zeke'
'I just want to know if you're ok! Do you have a problem with that or something? Why the hell would you have a problem with that?! Look at me!,' shouted Zeke, pulling Casey round by the arm. 'Please, tell me what's wrong!,' he begged, not letting go of Casey's arm.
'Look, don't worry yourself! Just don't worry'
'But I will! You're getting blind in your puberty, come over here!,' said Zeke, pulling Casey into a hug.
'What was that for?,' asked Casey, pulling away, especially as the footballers were now beggining to re-appear.
'You need a pic up. Now, are you going to tell me, or will I have to tell the footballers you made a pass at me?.' Casey looked genuinley terrified.
'There's not much to tell, just stuff at home. Nothing big. Just parent stuff'
'What sort of parent stuff'
'Just stuff, ok'
'Ok, ok! I ws just, you know, trying to help. Sorry.' He stood up, and walked off. 'Zeke!,' started Casey, but then he decided against it, if the footballers saw him calling after a boy, he'd be pulp. Instead he sighed, and walked back to the cafeteria to dispose of his untouched lunch.
/AN/ Hey there! I hope people who read this like it, I thought it was about time I updated. Someone reveiwed it asking if I was English, I'm not sure why. Would you be able to explain why? I'm just slightely curious as to why you want to know. And, in answer to your question, yes I am, and it's on my profiley bit. So, I hope that answers your question, I hope you can explain your question, and I hope readers enjoy this chapter!
'Oh, hey,' said Casey, walking faster.
'How's your side feeling'
'Oh, it's ok thanks,' said Casey, still walking fast, with his back to Zeke.
'So, you feeling better now?.' Casey didn't reply, he just kept walking. 'Hey, I said do you feel better now'
'Yeah, yeah, I'm fine!.' He started climbing the bleachers.
'You don't feel good. I can tell! Why not'
'I just don't.' Zeke followed him up the bleachers, now running.
'Come on, tell me what's wrong'
'Nothings wrong'
'Don't lie'
'Look, can I just eat my lunch now please Zeke'
'I just want to know if you're ok! Do you have a problem with that or something? Why the hell would you have a problem with that?! Look at me!,' shouted Zeke, pulling Casey round by the arm. 'Please, tell me what's wrong!,' he begged, not letting go of Casey's arm.
'Look, don't worry yourself! Just don't worry'
'But I will! You're getting blind in your puberty, come over here!,' said Zeke, pulling Casey into a hug.
'What was that for?,' asked Casey, pulling away, especially as the footballers were now beggining to re-appear.
'You need a pic up. Now, are you going to tell me, or will I have to tell the footballers you made a pass at me?.' Casey looked genuinley terrified.
'There's not much to tell, just stuff at home. Nothing big. Just parent stuff'
'What sort of parent stuff'
'Just stuff, ok'
'Ok, ok! I ws just, you know, trying to help. Sorry.' He stood up, and walked off. 'Zeke!,' started Casey, but then he decided against it, if the footballers saw him calling after a boy, he'd be pulp. Instead he sighed, and walked back to the cafeteria to dispose of his untouched lunch.
/AN/ Hey there! I hope people who read this like it, I thought it was about time I updated. Someone reveiwed it asking if I was English, I'm not sure why. Would you be able to explain why? I'm just slightely curious as to why you want to know. And, in answer to your question, yes I am, and it's on my profiley bit. So, I hope that answers your question, I hope you can explain your question, and I hope readers enjoy this chapter!