THE STREET FIGHT

Chapter one

It was a few minutes until the bell of lunch rang. As a young boy was sitting at his desk not acknowledging the teacher.

"Dean Dean!" A voice shouted from the front of the room. Dean couldn't hear he was listening to his favourite song. He had actually half fell asleep. All of a sudden the teacher grabbed Dean by the arm and threw him on the floor.

"Oi you better watch out what you are doing I could have really got hurt" shouted Dean. As he stormed out of the class. When Dean was walking down the corridor he bumped into a bully which he was trying to avoid. What made things worse is the teacher he had was the bully's mom.

Dean gulped and started to walk faster but he had already started being followed. Dean started to walk faster and faster until he was at the playground he knew he was cornered. What was he going to do he had to think of a plan.

He quickly opened up the door to the playground and he ran all the way across that was when he got to the forest. He ran and his behind a tree trying not to get spotted.

"Where are you Dean you have really annoyed me by hurting my mum" Brock shouted Dean was sweating he was trying to hide as good as he can. "I know you are here I can hear you breathing" said brock.

Dean all of a sudden sprinted all the way to the end of the forest with the bully chasing him. He had a fifty percent chance of survival his options were run across the road and possibly get hit by a car or he would let brock get him.

Without thinking he ran all the way across the road without getting hit but now he had to get home. Brock was chasing him he was running across the road when it all went so fast. CRASH! All you could hear was a scream from Brock who got hit by a car.

Then Dean felt an urge to go see if he was ok even though he was a school bully he couldn't think of the death threats that he would get from Brock's parents.

What was he going to do he had to do something he had the urge to go over and help him but he had considered just leaving him there.

He could call the police and tell him he found a dead body but they might question him so he decided not to.

All of a sudden a massive crash came from downstairs and the footsteps were creeping closer to his room.

He was trapped in his own home what could he do. Maybe he could grab the key to his window but he would have to find it. He had about 30 seconds to find it or he was about to know what was lurking at his door.

"Where is it last time I had it was a few months ago when I had to escape out of the house from a killer." Said Dean but he couldn't remember where he put it then he remembered.

The key fell out on his windowsill so he sprinted over there to get the key and there was a note from brock. Dean was so confused but he read the note which said .

DEAR DEAN. SO I BET YOU THINK I AM DEAD BUT THE THING IS LUCKILY I SAW IT COMING SO I TOLD OUR TEACHER TO GO ACROSS THE ROAD AFTER YOU SO HE DID AND THERE HE WAS DEAD ON THE FLOOR. GOOD LUCK SURVING FROM THE UNKNOWN PERSON I HAVE HIRED U WILL DIE TONIGHT IF  NOT TONIGHT THEN I EILL KEEP PAYING HIM UNTIL YOUR 6FT UNDER

SIGNED BROCK

Dean knew whatever Brock had hired was going to barge into his room and kill him any moment now. So all Dean did was hide in his closet when he opened the door a hammer was lying down on the floor with a note saying FROM MUM

Maybe his mum wanted him to throw it at the window so he could climb out and escape. BOOM! All of a sudden the unknown person was in his room armed with a gun and a knife.

Dean had one shot to do this if he failed it would be game over. With all his strength he opened the closet and threw the hammer at his window. He suddenly sprinted for the window and even though he was in a flat took a leap of faith with the unknown person reaching for his foot.  knife in hand