Alex, Danny, and Yasmin walked down the sidewalk toward Alex's house, entering the street where he lived. Up ahead were three boys about their age. Each of the boys was tall and bulky, resembling bodybuilders. They stood around on the street, speaking in a high tone and laughing at each other's comments.
The three friends noticed the boys and stopped walking any further. Realising they had to get around without being noticed, they started moving to the other side of the street. Unfortunately, when they were halfway across, one of the boys spotted them.
"Looks like we have company," boomed the boy.
The three friends picked up their pace and continued moving to the other side of the street. However, the boy followed them, blocking their path, while the other boys laughed.
"Get lost, Mike!" shouted Alex.
"You dare talk to me, you worm," commented Mike.
"Haven't you had enough of picking on kids during lunchtime at school?" said Alex.
"That was just a warm-up for what I'm about to do to you and your friends if you don't give me your pocket money," commented Mike.
"You can have my money," said Danny nervously as he took out his pocket money.
"You're not going to give him your money," Alex told Danny. "Mike, you're going to pay for what you've done to all the kids that you've bullied."
"The worm thinks he can threaten you, Mike," said one of Mike's friends from across the street.
The three boys burst into laughter, their voices echoing through the street.
Alex looked around and spotted a metallic trash can on the other side of the street. Raising his hand, he levitated the lid of the trash can. With a swift movement of his hand, the trash can lid started spinning like a frisbee. It flew through the air to the other side of the street until it hit Mike in the chest with a 'bam' sound. Mike yelled in pain and fell to his knees. The lid dropped to the ground with a 'clanging' sound.
Danny, Yasmin, and Mike's two friends all looked at Alex in terror. They were trying to comprehend how Mike had just been hit in the chest with a trash can lid.
Mike's two friends came running towards him, helping him up. Each of them took one of Mike's arms and dragged him away from the scene. Mike's two friends dared not to speak out of horror, not wanting to become victims themselves.
Alex, Danny, and Yasmin turned around and watched the three boys leave the street, disappearing out of sight. Once they were gone, Alex began walking towards his house. After a few steps, he turned around and saw his friends still standing in the same spot.
"Aren't you two coming?" asked Alex.
Danny and Yasmin didn't answer back but instead looked at each other before walking over to Alex. The three friends walked in silence towards Alex's house.
Once they reached Alex's house, Alex took out the house key, unlocked the front door, and the three of them entered. They walked to the other side of the house and exited through the back door, arriving in the backyard.
In the backyard stood a big, tall tree with a treehouse built among its branches, perfect for children to play in and offering a treetop view. The treehouse had a ladder providing access from the ground up to its platform.
Alex quickly climbed up the ladder onto the treehouse's platform. Danny and Yasmin remained on the ground, looking up at Alex on the platform.
"Let's make a run for it," Yasmin whispered to Danny.
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More Than An Awful Waste Of Space
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