Camp Itazura
By Ishkabod
Chapter Five
The bus ride: Part Two (partly edited although i still need a second look at my grammer. Any volunteers? even some suggestions in a review would be helpfull. thanks in advance.
An hour passed and the two boys were getting board again. The movie playing was a really bad remake of the classic gone with the wind. Needless to say the two would be troublemakers were waiting to make their move. Finally opportunity struck as the head councillor finally conceded to stop for a bathroom break. There was no way Charles was getting out of that bathroom anytime soon and many campers and councillors alike needed a reprieve.
When they finally arrived at a gas station everyone was told to file off the bus and wait outside until it was time to leave. There was one staff member at the bus doors to ensure that no kids sneaked back onto the bus. They didn't anticipate the tag team of the young aerialist and his buddy. Dick and Roy had snuck around to the back of the bus away from the watchful eyes of the staff. The two boys had left their bus window open and it was just wide enough to allow a small boy to squeeze in. Roy hoisted his partner up and into the air. Executing a perfect flip he shot through the back window in a dive and with a twist in mid air landed silently in the centre isle of the bus.
No sooner had dick landed before he was moving again. He quickly checked to see if the situation in the bathroom had changed. Nope there was no way he was coming out anytime soon so on with plan #2. He quickly made his way to another student's seat. It was the seat of one Devon Grayson, who considered Dick a weakling shrimp, and thus an easy target.
Some of the things Devon and his cronies had done were unforgivable and there were some things that he would most likely never forget. One of those things happened after Gym class. Devon and his gang cornered him in the locker room and went on to tie him up, gag him and shove him in one of the lockers, he was luckily not late for class but it took too much time during lunch hour that he missed getting his lunch before class started.
FLASHBACK
Then the next day he went to gym to find that all of his gym clothes were cut up and dyed ahorrible neon green and hot pink. He had to ask the teacher to excuse him for the day. The teacher who was extremely eccentric insisted that there be a class vote. Of course seeing as half if not more of the class was part of Devon's group of friends and there were at least five others that had a severe dislike of him because of his great grades the outcome of the vote was inevitable but the exact opposite of what he expected.
He got permission. Needless to say it wasn't out of kindness that the class voted in favour of him leaving. They had their reasons. That day they were starting the unit on martial arts. They figured that if they got a head start that they'd have and easy day picking on me in the next class. Not that they wouldn't normally have it easy, martial arts or not but the missed day in their minds give them the perfect excuse to go a bit farther than normal. What they failed to realize is how far they can push Dick before he looses some restraint.
The next day gym rolls around and I have my newgym clothes tucked safely in my backpack. I made my way down the hall towards the boys locker room. As I entered the smirks and barely repressed grins on the majority of the boys faces had me wary. I quickly got changed and exited the locker room supriseingly unscathed. I was relieved until I noticed the matts on the floor and the man up front wearing a Gi (martial arts robe thing) with a black belt. I swallowed and knew what the looks were for back In the locker room.
The class lined up and roll was called, shortly after we were paired up and I to my surprise and delight was made to pair up with the instructor rather than any of my class mates. My happiness wouldn't last long. We started out with simple things and after five minutes of light sparring getting a little more complicated every time I let him take me down. I knew if I were to go any farther, he would be able to see a glimpse of my training because my unique style would show through. He still looked a bit suspicious but decided to let it be and based on the yellow belt level of skill I showed he paired me up with my worst enemy.
Fifteen minutes later the two of us still seemed to be evenly matched. We were both breathing hard, him from trying to hurt me and me from trying to not do anything too well. It was then that he decided to play dirty. He pulled something out of his gym shorts pocket and me, knowing a normal kid wouldn't be able to discern the purpose of his movement, couldn't say anything. Deciding to be cautious I took a defensive pose waiting for him to release whatever he had hidden in his palm. We resumed fighting as usual and not even ten seconds had passed when he made his move. I spotted the bag of herbs of what I thought to be Pepper and other ingredients used by the Samurai in battles to blind their enemy. I couldn't help it when instincts took over and in a split second I was airborne taking down the threat in a quick and efficient manner.
The stunned boy was on the floor with the herbs intended to hurt me in his face. He couldn't see me as I made a graceful landing. Stunned at what I just did I looked around and noticed everyone's attention was drawn away from me to the teacher who for some unknown reason had passed out. Catching the Sensei's eye he made a quick motion for me to come and I had no option but to try damage control.
Hope you liked this sorry about the bad grammer I'll work on it in the future. I just wanted to get most of the editing done and posted before i forgot. MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE.
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