The night hell froze over

Chapter 4

Next day Latrell wakes up getting dressed up in a pair of jeans and a brown button up shirt with his Timberland boots. He checks the weather report on his phone, 4 degrees with the wind chill feels like it's below zero.

"Great another cold fucking day, why can we never get a snow day" he thinks. He puts on his phat farm winter coat and closes the door to his room, doubling back he grabs his winter gloves and his sketchbook. Shoving his hands in the gloves he walks to the front door thinking about the hospital and what the nurse said.

" 'All day today we've been getting calls like that victims of bites and crazies munching on people's faces we even have a few of them locked up in them basement last i knew they were banging on the door growling like animals making these awful noises'". He wondered if today was going to be any better, less calls hopefully. What he was really worried about was running into one of those crazies on the street, he couldn't run the snow was to heavy, and Jason still had his knife; he didn't have anything to protect himself, he could fight but putting a cannibal in a half nelson doesn't seem smart.

His hand reaches for the door knob, he stops contemplating the decision he was making to go to school today maybe he should stay home.
"No mom won't let me" he thought to himself. He sighs and opens the door going out into the freezing conditions, snow hitting his face stinging like an angry yellow jacket. Thoughts racing through his head top speed, he holds his head was starting to hurt.  on a piece of black ice hitting the ground hard, letting out a groan the pain begins to set in his body. Sitting up slowly he feels a sharp pain in his hip and yelps, the hip was probably bruised from the impact. Using the ground to push off of he begins to stand up pain shooting through his hip again, he winces and grabs hia hip putting pressure on it to try and ease the pain only making it worse. Once fully erect he goes to take a step pain shooting through his hip again he winces and bites his bottom lip holding back another yelp. Praying no one saw this embarrassing moment he takes a few more steps, each stop brought more and more pain shot through him but he was already halfway to school no turning back.

Making it up the hill step by step is rear end and back was all covered in snow making it obvious he fell, all he could hope was that no one was out right now. From behind him he heard two girls laughing, he spins around to see two Bosnian girls walking behind him looking on each others phones. He shrugs it off and continues walking the cold wind slipping right through the fabric of his coat sending a chill up his spine. Shaking the snow off of him he approaches the school, he stands at the corner looking up at it and sighs, he doesn't want to deal with the people at school but he couldn't afford to miss school today. slouching now he crosses the street eyes fixed on his boots the thoughts of the other day absolutely frightens him.

The steam rising off of the school the hot air releasing into the air creating a shroudy mist. Latrell is looking down at his boots looking for my ice; left, right, left, right his feet move they're mesmerizing in a flash his mind slips away and he begins to zone out. His friend sneaks up behind him prowling like a mountain lion stepping in Latrells' footsteps muffling his steps. A light skin boy he's Mexican and white, a classic tale of man meets girl, man sleeps with girl, girl gets pregnant man dissappears. Jason Estevez was Latrells second best friend after Delilah, his small little family and he enjoyed it that way. Jason sneaks up and smacks Latrell in the back of the head. Latrell jolts his his head up and spins around fist raised, he sees it's Jason he sighs then punches him in the chest. "You're a fucking a prick you know that" Latrell says. "I know i have a prick for fucking" Jason cleverly comes back with. Latrell pushes Jason into the snow then kicks some snow up on it laughing he runs towards the main entrance. Jason curses in Spanish then chases after him; Latrell pushes through the door and runs left down the hall. Jason blows past the security guard and grabs Latrell by the neck squeezing down on the pressure point making Latrell cringe up. Latrell grabs his arm twists it then it wraps behind his back. Jason cries out on pain pulling to try and get his arm free, Latrell lets him go then puts his hand out to take the high road. Jason shakes his arm moving his arm making sure it didn't pop out of the socket, he looks down to see his friends hand he shakes his hand calling for a cease fire. They both walk up the stairs of the old building they just walked out of a hallway paying homage to those who have served in the United States military honors those who payed the ultimate sacrifice in the line of duty. They climb the stairs Jason was telling Latrell about all the crazy that happened on his block yesterday, he realizes Latrell was only looking down at his feet.