Clark and i read Chloe's latest article. Like most news in this school it was about the football team. To be specific, Chloe was low key going after Coach Walt. The main picture was him yanking at Whitneys helmet, yelling.
"Football: Sport or abuse?!" Clark read out the headline.
"So what do you think?" Chloe wonders as we make our way back into school after spending lunchtime on the bleachers. She seemed very proud about her article.
"That you have a death wish." I chime
"Or that you seriously need to decrease your cappachino dependancy." Clark added making Pete laugh. it wasn't that hard to amuse him in all honesty. To him we had a cracking sense of humour.
"Pete thinks I'm being to hard on Coach Walt." Chloe glance back at the two of us then over to Pete.
"I mean, the man coached my dad, all my brothers. He used to come over and watch the super bowl." Pete told us. Coach Walt was a highly respected member of the community despite his ruthlessness borderline abusive.
"While i'm touched by that hallmark moment you don't get points for subtly in journalism. I've already started getting hate mail." Chloe replied. I shook my head in amusement
"Only you would be happy about that, hitting a nerve with the locals. I'm pretty sure you need to be diagnosed with something like Coach Walt. He shows signs of Sociopathy and Narcissism. In a testosterone induced male that suggest to be practically lethal around children." I state adjusting my rucksack.
"And that ladies and gentleman is your latest insight from Doctor Mia Kent." Chloe teased "Besides, between the abysmal sentence structure and generous use of obscenities. I've got a pretty good idea of who's been sending it." She added
"If you think my teammates read the torch, you're giving them way to much credit." Pete jokes making me chuckle as we walk past the jocks and cheerleaders. We stopped seeing Lana have a heated discussion with Whitney, then storming off.
"Oh. There's something you don't see everyday. A pom-pom meltdown." Chloe jokes around and we see the rest of the jocks that were caught cheating."Here they come. I need a picture of the cheating jockstraps." Pete got the camera out and handed it to Chloe. Coach Walt brought the cheating players to join the none cheating players
"I do't wanna hear any rumours going around, any false accusations..." Coach Walt began
"Any idea how they got that midterm, Chloe?" Clark questioned
"Still a mystery but i'm working on it," she started taking pictures and then one of the players noticed throwing the ball at her only for Clark to catch it before it could hit her in the face.
"Oh nice catch." Pete compliments my brother
"One of your teammates tries to assassinate me and all you can say is nice catch?" Chloe was mad she walked off and Pete followed
"Hey, I thought you wanted to hit a nerve." he called after her Clark threw the ball back taking the wind out of the jerk that threw it.
"Clark, not so hard." I warned resting my hand on his arm and then pulling at his sleeve to follow me. He does and i head for next class.
"Mia!" Whitey ran up to fall in step with me "I need your help. Tutor me in Math."
"Asked and answered. No." I denied . I realised I hadn't got my English text book and went to my locker.
"Please, i almost failed my last test.If I don't score higher next time. I'm screwed." he pleaded
"Oh that sounds like a you problem, not a me problem." he went to speak "And don't even try the I saved you from a creeper line. It won't work." i opened my locker and pulled out my text book.
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Super Beginnings
FanfictionIn 1989 a meteor storm his a small town. What no one knew apart from two people was that in that storm a ship traveled from one planet to another carrying twins the last survivors of a now dead race. The two in question came to be known as Clark and...
