Julius looked at Chris with a disappointed gaze. "You were over ten minutes
late! Listen, man this ain't high school, a 'right! Your on probation for
the next five days and if coach finds out that your constantly late, you
can kiss your scholarship goodbye!"
Chris sighed heavily as he walked with his best friend to his first period class. That's right he was on probation, like everything in his life if he wanted something, he would have to earn it. During his high school year he played basketball and pushed himself to the max every time to get recognized by one of the many searching scouts, and afterwards he earned himself a scholarship to U of A.
"Look, sunshine. I appreciate you looking after me and all, but you ain't my mother, fool!" Chris retorted.
Julius just gave him a annoyed glared, he just used his most hated nickname! "Come on now you know you don't even listen to your own mother!"
Chris was about to say something but Julius put his finger to his lips, motioning for him to be quiet. "We gotta hurry or we're gonna be late for practice.... Oh wait! Were already late!"
The gym was filled with about ten boys running up and down the court in their formal silver practice jerseys. Cheerleaders were on the sidelines practicing their new routines and there were a few people watching them from the stands. But were was Chris and Julius? On the freakin' bench rotting as they watched Aidan burn another player. Yup, on this team it was Aidan's world and the rest of the fellas was just living in it.
"So your telling me, that this is what I came here for, to ride the bench." He than stated sarcastically, "I'm so sorry I missed about eighteen minutes of this!"
Julius just turned to him with smile. "Don't worry man once coach lightens up and gives you playing time he will see your one heck of a basketball player!"
"And if he doesn't."
Julius than patted the seat. "Than I got a special place for you, always!"
"Gee, thanks." Chris said rolling his eyes.
Pivoting rapidly Aidan pumped faked left to get his man in the air before dashing right pass him to go for the win. Leaving his feet he had no other choice but to windmill around once before having to reverse the ball in the hoop when a very LARGE center came over to block.
"Ahh!" He yelled throughout the gym. It was good!
Coach just had a look of 'wow' on his face.
Chris turned to Julius. "I'll take Aidan on the next score you take Bradley ."
"No way! You take Bradley and I get Aidan!"
Chris than turned back onto the court. "I don't get it Aidan use to be our friend. What happened?"
"He got popular. It happens." Julius whispered sadly. "So for real buddy, were you late because, well you know, you were doing your crime fighting thing?"
Chris grinned. The only person he ever confined in was Julius, he knew that not only would Julius support him fully, but he would also think it was really cool. "Yeah, you can not believe how many crimes are committed at 6:00 in the morning!" He said amazed.
"Well what did you expect? We're living in New York. You walk down the streets and even a white girl will give you attitude, at night you can get mugged by a nun!" Julius explained. "All I'm sayin' is I want you to be careful. Don't want to wake up one morning and find out they gunned down my best friend."
"Gee, thanks for the confidence." Chris snorted.
The duo could here the coach blowing his whistle warningly. "Look out!"
A basketball was accidentally thrown by the point guard and it was heading straight for them on the bench! Clunk! It hit Julius square in the head, knocking over!
"Yo, man are you okay?" Chris asked helping him up.
Julius just wobbled around shaking his head. "Yeah I'm cool. Mad love brother!"
Chris stared. "Um you know I'm white, right?"
In a dark alley a woman backed up frightened beyond belief. She was heading home after a long hard day of work and she tried to walk to a short cut in the alley but found a dead end right into the hands of one big bulky man.
"Please, don't hurt me!" She begged.
The man just pulled out a knife from his coat pocket. "Come on now will take it slow. Besides I like woman who play it gentle."
His laughed maniacally, as the woman whimpered.
Just than a powerful voice rang throughout the alleyway. "That's too bad because I heard your mama plays it rough!"
Swinging into action spider-man kicked the man in the chest before doing a nifty back flip to land on all four. "How you doing?"
picking up his knife he glared at the intruder. "I'll get you!"
Chris ducks under for a while when the crazed lunatic attacked him wildly with the knife.
"I think you need some more practice with that thing." Chris said smugly.
The man angrily tried to hit him with his opposite hand. "Shut up!"
Chris just smiled at his infuriated face. "And you wonder why you can't get yourself a girlfriend!"
The mugger tried to kick him in the stomach but Chris just caught his foot and than threw him down of the pavement. Than he lifted him back up and slammed him against the wall, knocking him unconscious.
"Well my job here is done." He stated proudly.
The woman ran over to him. "Thank you, how can I ever repay you?"
"Never walk down another dark alley again." And with that he shot web to a nearby tower and took off.
When your swinging throughout the city like some sort of a jungle-man your mind wanders. Chris was thinking if he made the right decision to stay in New York instead of moving to Miami with his family. All he had was his mother and Jesse, he felt really bad about ditching them like that, god only knows how badly Jesse took the news. The little girl stayed up in her room all day and when she came back down Chris tried to explain things to her and she expressed her feelings by throwing a chair at him. He calls them four times a week, but there's a big difference between wanting something and actually getting it. Oh, well his folks was thousands of miles away and for now the Miles brothers and Niecy Cambridge were his family, boy was this gonna be an interesting year.
"What is that?" Chris wanted to go home so badly, but he caught a glimpse of someone, or something flying over the building.
"Hey wait a minute, Spider-man runs this part of the neighborhood not Super- man!" He than turned around and stated to give chase to the being . "If it is him, I hope I'm gonna have to sling faster than a speeding bullet."
"Hey, you!" Chris yelled finally seeing that this was in fact NOT Super-man but something else.
The figure was tall, it had long white hair, blood-shot eyes, and to top it off it had this long ivory colored fangs dripping with blood.
Chris just sighed when he finally got the thing to stop. "Oh snaps, my life is starting to turn into Ann Rice novel!"
"What do you want bug boy!" The vampire snarled, his voice oozing with venom.
"Arachnids, spiders are arachnids not bugs." Chris joked.
The vampire just hissed.
"I take it that the bloody mouth thing isn't because you tooth fell out. I can't allow you to hurt innocent people, pest!"
"What are you gonna do about it?" The vampire laughed in a malice tone.
Chris looked past the vampire and saw the person he knew was gonna show up. "Not me. Him."
When the vampire turned around a man on a motorcycle ran circles three times to add some flare to his motorcycle. He than got off and removed his helmet. The man was Blade, the slayer of vampires. Unsheathing his weapon he bared his sword, it was shining dark green and the electricity that pass through it had the vampire sweating in no time.
"Didn't anybody tell you." Blade boomed. "It's open season for blood suckers!"
Blade got up speed he leaped into the air, tearing into the vampire's body and than he repeating the process from the opposite direction, both times sparks bursting from the parasite thanks to the sharp blades from his sword.
Chris exposed his arm to check on his watch. "Twenty seconds? Come on Blade you could have finished him off in ten!"
Blade just grinned. Only two people in the world knew about Chris' secret, Julius his raucous comrade and Blade, his jagged teacher. "Christopher I see you've been busy since your last visit."
"Yeah, well I've been busy. So how's Whistler, is he gonna be okay?"
Blade face grew solemn. "He'll be fine, the vampire only got his arm."
Chris sighed. "That's good to hear, I was worried that I would have to go to another funeral."
Blade got onto his bike. "I'll be going now, I see you soon Christopher, but hopefully not too soon." With that he was gone.
Blade was rough on him growing up, there was no doubt about that. But he wasn't trying to pick on him because he was small, he was being rigged on him because he didn't want his size affecting him in any way. He may seem mysterious and cruel but once you earn his trust, they guy isn't half as mysterious of cruel as you think.
"Well I better go home and sleep, wouldn't want to be too tired to sit on the bench all day!" With that he took off into the direction of Antelope Meadows.
Chris sighed heavily as he walked with his best friend to his first period class. That's right he was on probation, like everything in his life if he wanted something, he would have to earn it. During his high school year he played basketball and pushed himself to the max every time to get recognized by one of the many searching scouts, and afterwards he earned himself a scholarship to U of A.
"Look, sunshine. I appreciate you looking after me and all, but you ain't my mother, fool!" Chris retorted.
Julius just gave him a annoyed glared, he just used his most hated nickname! "Come on now you know you don't even listen to your own mother!"
Chris was about to say something but Julius put his finger to his lips, motioning for him to be quiet. "We gotta hurry or we're gonna be late for practice.... Oh wait! Were already late!"
The gym was filled with about ten boys running up and down the court in their formal silver practice jerseys. Cheerleaders were on the sidelines practicing their new routines and there were a few people watching them from the stands. But were was Chris and Julius? On the freakin' bench rotting as they watched Aidan burn another player. Yup, on this team it was Aidan's world and the rest of the fellas was just living in it.
"So your telling me, that this is what I came here for, to ride the bench." He than stated sarcastically, "I'm so sorry I missed about eighteen minutes of this!"
Julius just turned to him with smile. "Don't worry man once coach lightens up and gives you playing time he will see your one heck of a basketball player!"
"And if he doesn't."
Julius than patted the seat. "Than I got a special place for you, always!"
"Gee, thanks." Chris said rolling his eyes.
Pivoting rapidly Aidan pumped faked left to get his man in the air before dashing right pass him to go for the win. Leaving his feet he had no other choice but to windmill around once before having to reverse the ball in the hoop when a very LARGE center came over to block.
"Ahh!" He yelled throughout the gym. It was good!
Coach just had a look of 'wow' on his face.
Chris turned to Julius. "I'll take Aidan on the next score you take Bradley ."
"No way! You take Bradley and I get Aidan!"
Chris than turned back onto the court. "I don't get it Aidan use to be our friend. What happened?"
"He got popular. It happens." Julius whispered sadly. "So for real buddy, were you late because, well you know, you were doing your crime fighting thing?"
Chris grinned. The only person he ever confined in was Julius, he knew that not only would Julius support him fully, but he would also think it was really cool. "Yeah, you can not believe how many crimes are committed at 6:00 in the morning!" He said amazed.
"Well what did you expect? We're living in New York. You walk down the streets and even a white girl will give you attitude, at night you can get mugged by a nun!" Julius explained. "All I'm sayin' is I want you to be careful. Don't want to wake up one morning and find out they gunned down my best friend."
"Gee, thanks for the confidence." Chris snorted.
The duo could here the coach blowing his whistle warningly. "Look out!"
A basketball was accidentally thrown by the point guard and it was heading straight for them on the bench! Clunk! It hit Julius square in the head, knocking over!
"Yo, man are you okay?" Chris asked helping him up.
Julius just wobbled around shaking his head. "Yeah I'm cool. Mad love brother!"
Chris stared. "Um you know I'm white, right?"
In a dark alley a woman backed up frightened beyond belief. She was heading home after a long hard day of work and she tried to walk to a short cut in the alley but found a dead end right into the hands of one big bulky man.
"Please, don't hurt me!" She begged.
The man just pulled out a knife from his coat pocket. "Come on now will take it slow. Besides I like woman who play it gentle."
His laughed maniacally, as the woman whimpered.
Just than a powerful voice rang throughout the alleyway. "That's too bad because I heard your mama plays it rough!"
Swinging into action spider-man kicked the man in the chest before doing a nifty back flip to land on all four. "How you doing?"
picking up his knife he glared at the intruder. "I'll get you!"
Chris ducks under for a while when the crazed lunatic attacked him wildly with the knife.
"I think you need some more practice with that thing." Chris said smugly.
The man angrily tried to hit him with his opposite hand. "Shut up!"
Chris just smiled at his infuriated face. "And you wonder why you can't get yourself a girlfriend!"
The mugger tried to kick him in the stomach but Chris just caught his foot and than threw him down of the pavement. Than he lifted him back up and slammed him against the wall, knocking him unconscious.
"Well my job here is done." He stated proudly.
The woman ran over to him. "Thank you, how can I ever repay you?"
"Never walk down another dark alley again." And with that he shot web to a nearby tower and took off.
When your swinging throughout the city like some sort of a jungle-man your mind wanders. Chris was thinking if he made the right decision to stay in New York instead of moving to Miami with his family. All he had was his mother and Jesse, he felt really bad about ditching them like that, god only knows how badly Jesse took the news. The little girl stayed up in her room all day and when she came back down Chris tried to explain things to her and she expressed her feelings by throwing a chair at him. He calls them four times a week, but there's a big difference between wanting something and actually getting it. Oh, well his folks was thousands of miles away and for now the Miles brothers and Niecy Cambridge were his family, boy was this gonna be an interesting year.
"What is that?" Chris wanted to go home so badly, but he caught a glimpse of someone, or something flying over the building.
"Hey wait a minute, Spider-man runs this part of the neighborhood not Super- man!" He than turned around and stated to give chase to the being . "If it is him, I hope I'm gonna have to sling faster than a speeding bullet."
"Hey, you!" Chris yelled finally seeing that this was in fact NOT Super-man but something else.
The figure was tall, it had long white hair, blood-shot eyes, and to top it off it had this long ivory colored fangs dripping with blood.
Chris just sighed when he finally got the thing to stop. "Oh snaps, my life is starting to turn into Ann Rice novel!"
"What do you want bug boy!" The vampire snarled, his voice oozing with venom.
"Arachnids, spiders are arachnids not bugs." Chris joked.
The vampire just hissed.
"I take it that the bloody mouth thing isn't because you tooth fell out. I can't allow you to hurt innocent people, pest!"
"What are you gonna do about it?" The vampire laughed in a malice tone.
Chris looked past the vampire and saw the person he knew was gonna show up. "Not me. Him."
When the vampire turned around a man on a motorcycle ran circles three times to add some flare to his motorcycle. He than got off and removed his helmet. The man was Blade, the slayer of vampires. Unsheathing his weapon he bared his sword, it was shining dark green and the electricity that pass through it had the vampire sweating in no time.
"Didn't anybody tell you." Blade boomed. "It's open season for blood suckers!"
Blade got up speed he leaped into the air, tearing into the vampire's body and than he repeating the process from the opposite direction, both times sparks bursting from the parasite thanks to the sharp blades from his sword.
Chris exposed his arm to check on his watch. "Twenty seconds? Come on Blade you could have finished him off in ten!"
Blade just grinned. Only two people in the world knew about Chris' secret, Julius his raucous comrade and Blade, his jagged teacher. "Christopher I see you've been busy since your last visit."
"Yeah, well I've been busy. So how's Whistler, is he gonna be okay?"
Blade face grew solemn. "He'll be fine, the vampire only got his arm."
Chris sighed. "That's good to hear, I was worried that I would have to go to another funeral."
Blade got onto his bike. "I'll be going now, I see you soon Christopher, but hopefully not too soon." With that he was gone.
Blade was rough on him growing up, there was no doubt about that. But he wasn't trying to pick on him because he was small, he was being rigged on him because he didn't want his size affecting him in any way. He may seem mysterious and cruel but once you earn his trust, they guy isn't half as mysterious of cruel as you think.
"Well I better go home and sleep, wouldn't want to be too tired to sit on the bench all day!" With that he took off into the direction of Antelope Meadows.