Chapter 2
That and so much more
First Rick decided to go to the park. He felt sick to his stomach. He decided to lay on a picnic table and watch the clouds float by like he did when he was little. It always seemed to make him feel better when he was picked on. One time a boy named Joseph Gibson told him that if he jumped off of the monkey bars he could fly, so he did, and broke his left arm. But that was long ago, Rick was smarter now. Rick was a lot smarter now, but he didn't stop to think about what would happen if they caught him, would he go to jail? Prison? What would happen if everyone lived? How would they react? How would it affect his future?
All of the sudden Rick heard a car coming, so he jumped up and laid under the bench. It was a cop. He found it hard to breathe as the cop slowly crept by. Finally the cop pulled out of the park. Rick thought to himself, did it work? Maybe he should drive by. Yeah, he could drive by and see what went on.
He was afraid, very afraid. He didn't even know what to expect. His heart raced as he neared the school. He turned the dreaded corner and all he saw were cop cars, red and blue lights, and an ambulance or two. But wait, this was only the back of the school. He had yet to see what his plan had evolved to.
He stopped the car, before he saw what had actually happened he wanted to stop and think of all the people he was hurting. The people, like the teachers, who were always nice and understanding towards him, the jocks, who threw him in the trashcan on a daily basis, the cheerleaders, who avoided him like the plague, and Heather Sinclair, who didn't do a thing wrong to him.
There was no looking back now, what was done was done. At first he thought it was a great idea, he was going to make those rude people pay for what they did to him. But what about all of those people who respected him? What about all of those sweet, innocent, faces who never said a foul word to him? How could he live his life knowing he was responsible for those poor peoples' lives?
He started the car to drive to the front of the school. He got halfway and decided he wasn't ready to see it yet, so he went back to the park. He laid on the merry-go-round this time. It couldn't make him more dizzy or nauseous than he already was. He felt horrible for what he had done.
What went wrong? Why did he change into this person, this monster who wanted to revanche so badly? He had everything he wanted; only there was something missing. That something seemed so small yet it was a big part of him. He was not mentally challenged. He had no physical defects. But he also had no friends. But why are friends such a big deal? Friends can go back in time. Friends can't change the future. Then again why wouldn't friends be such a big part of life? Friends are there when you need them. Friends will listen even if they don't care. Friends are there when your parents forget your birthday. And friends are there when everyone else rejects you.
But why would they reject you? Why would they shut you out when they don't know anything about you? Who would do that? Everyone. It's so much easier than letting someone in or opening up to them. If you don't then you don't have to worry about them stabbing you in the back later. Wrong. That is exactly what Rick is doing. That, and so much more.
