The Glorified Demon
The Glorified Demon
Hazen Blackett
So when I go to school this fine morning(as if there is such a thing), there was a lot of chatter about a guy in a Superman costume. I mean, I was so confused(like I am) but I really didn’t care, so I went to guitar class. When I got there, I practically died because, right there, someone died. All that was left was a chalk outline, cops everywhere. “I shouldn’t have gone in here” I thought … and that led me to visit what should have been a clear clue, the caution tape around the hall. But I didn’t think much of it, though, it was Halloween, there was all sorts of stuff like that everywhere.
“Hey!” one of the cops yelled, and scared the crap out of me
“Y...Yes?” I said, stuttering.
“What are you doing here?”
“I was going to my next class.”
My heart was beating so fast, I thought it might implode.
“I've heard that before,” the officer yelled, “Get outta here!”
“Yes Sir.” and I ran out of the hall.
Leaving, the school started too close, so I headed home.
On my way home, before I got off of school grounds, this kid, Shawn, and his goons started tailing me. Shawn and I have always been enemies, him and his East Side rich boyz. I am one of the few who stand in the way of his propaganda, he wants to dominate the school with the East Side, but, like I said, me and some other people stand in his way. He wants me to change sides, because I lead the West Side Resistance(W.S.R.) but then the Resistance will crumble. He knows that.
“So. . . you change your mind?” Shawn asked, with a devious smile.
“I was born a Western, I will stay a Western. End. Of. Story.” I said, mockingly.
“You know this will lead to conflict, right?”
“I don’t care, if you got something to prove, you against me, me against you.”
“Alright.” Shawn said, waiting for his first fight this year.
He charged me full speed, and with that I knew he wanted to end this fast, using all his strength with one attack, so I dogged his attack, and just like I thought, he was already worn-out.
“The art of the silent fist,” I started, “letting my opponent fight himself.”
“You think you’ve won?” Shawn said, then started snickering.
“I. Never. LOSE!”
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