Ouch. Ouch, Ouch. My poor, dear, weak ankle. It hath been sprained....ith.
Nothing new there though, I have weak ankles, and they sprain all the time.
Yay, I made it on the Honor Roll again! Which means I passed Math! Which means that I did not fail! Which is good! *Celebrates*
A/N: This chapter might seem...how shall I say...odd. Well, kind of. You'll figure it out once you read it. Kinda' PG-13 Rated, for violence and some mild launguage. Just this chapter though!
Chapter 18: Lifestyles of the Young and the Clueless
"Where am I?"
"Where am I?"
"Where am I?"
It was dark, a black so thick and heavy that you couldn't see or feel anything. All that was present was an echo.
"Where am I?"
"Where am I?"
A bright blinding light suddenly came into view. Well, it was the only thing in view.
"Leave me the hell alone, boy."
"Whoah." Zig Zag said, stumbling into a house. There was broken beer bottles lying around, ripped furniture, a broken table, a spazzing woman with a ciggarete, Squid....Squid??
"I said leave me alone!" The woman screamed, and threw a bottle at Squid, or who he thought was Squid, which left a bloody gash on his forehead. Squid ran to the door, and went outside.
Zig Zag stood still.
"What the heck is going on?" He said out loud.
The woman stared at him, and he whimpered, afraid that she would throw something at him. She did nothing though, and appereard to by staring right through him.
"Maybe she can't see me." He said, then, taking a huge chance, he walked over to her, and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Um. Hey. You know that's bad for you, right?" He asked, pointing at her cigarrete. She did nothing, so he sighed.
"This is so freakin' wierd." He said, then he ran out of the house to find Squid.
Another flash of light, and he fell onto a dirt road.
He looked around.
"Okay, now this is getting too wierd."
"Venir en Jose', dejar nos ir!" A boy hispanic boy of about 13 shouted, as 10 other boys ran by him. 1 was sitting on the dusty road though. He was pretty easy to recognize.
Magnet.
He looked like he was about 6 or 7 years old. Maybe 5, but how was Zig Zag supposed to tell? He was crying too. The older boy walked up to him, and sat down.
"Que pasa Jose'?" He asked.
"Yo querer hasta comer!" Magbet yelled, throwing a rock out into the dirty yard.
"No hay para todos." The older boy said, then picked up Magnet and carried him into a small hut-like house across the street.
Zig Zag just watched, wondering what this was all supposed to mean, when suddenly, he woke up to find Squid, Magnet, X-Ray, Armpit, Barf Bag, and Mr. Pendanski shouting into his face.
Yay, I made it on the Honor Roll again! Which means I passed Math! Which means that I did not fail! Which is good! *Celebrates*
A/N: This chapter might seem...how shall I say...odd. Well, kind of. You'll figure it out once you read it. Kinda' PG-13 Rated, for violence and some mild launguage. Just this chapter though!
Chapter 18: Lifestyles of the Young and the Clueless
"Where am I?"
"Where am I?"
"Where am I?"
It was dark, a black so thick and heavy that you couldn't see or feel anything. All that was present was an echo.
"Where am I?"
"Where am I?"
A bright blinding light suddenly came into view. Well, it was the only thing in view.
"Leave me the hell alone, boy."
"Whoah." Zig Zag said, stumbling into a house. There was broken beer bottles lying around, ripped furniture, a broken table, a spazzing woman with a ciggarete, Squid....Squid??
"I said leave me alone!" The woman screamed, and threw a bottle at Squid, or who he thought was Squid, which left a bloody gash on his forehead. Squid ran to the door, and went outside.
Zig Zag stood still.
"What the heck is going on?" He said out loud.
The woman stared at him, and he whimpered, afraid that she would throw something at him. She did nothing though, and appereard to by staring right through him.
"Maybe she can't see me." He said, then, taking a huge chance, he walked over to her, and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Um. Hey. You know that's bad for you, right?" He asked, pointing at her cigarrete. She did nothing, so he sighed.
"This is so freakin' wierd." He said, then he ran out of the house to find Squid.
Another flash of light, and he fell onto a dirt road.
He looked around.
"Okay, now this is getting too wierd."
"Venir en Jose', dejar nos ir!" A boy hispanic boy of about 13 shouted, as 10 other boys ran by him. 1 was sitting on the dusty road though. He was pretty easy to recognize.
Magnet.
He looked like he was about 6 or 7 years old. Maybe 5, but how was Zig Zag supposed to tell? He was crying too. The older boy walked up to him, and sat down.
"Que pasa Jose'?" He asked.
"Yo querer hasta comer!" Magbet yelled, throwing a rock out into the dirty yard.
"No hay para todos." The older boy said, then picked up Magnet and carried him into a small hut-like house across the street.
Zig Zag just watched, wondering what this was all supposed to mean, when suddenly, he woke up to find Squid, Magnet, X-Ray, Armpit, Barf Bag, and Mr. Pendanski shouting into his face.