Chapter 3

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~Scotty's Story~

Fall of the year 2004

~Scotty's POV~

I slowly walk around the neighborhood, taking in all my surroundings. Boring. Everything around here is boring. Boring trees, boring park, boring... Kid beating up another kid? I suddenly got interested and walked closer.

"You think you are able to say anything you want, huh!? Well think again!" The kid punched the other in the face and dropped him. I looked at the injured kid and walked up to him, "Hi." I tried talking to him. He glared up at me and growled, "What do you want?"

"I'm just here to talk to you. I'm Scotty. What's your name?" He was still glaring at me, but answered, "James." I nodded and offered my hand to him. He didn't take it, "I don't need your help." He slowly got up painfully, "So... James. Do you usually get into fights like that?" "What's it to you?" I smiled, "Yup, that means you do." I saw him flinch and glare at me, "What do you know!?"

"Sorry, I guess I should tell you. I am able to tell how a person is or when a person lies just by their actions and attitude towards a situation." I explained. He seemed confused and I chuckled, "It's too complicated to explain to a simpleton." That's what made him snap, he grabbed my collar and pulled my face closer to his, "What did you say to me!?"

I sighed and then smiled, "Look... I wanna help you. You were getting creamed out there and you need to train." His face softened a little, "Train?" I nodded, "If you come with me to my karate classes then you would actually be able to defend yourself."

He released my shirt and looked as he was thinking, "I'll have to get back to you on that... I gotta go." I nodded and as he walked away I waved goodbye. He ignored me and continued walking.

'What a weird kid...'

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I walked into my house all sweaty and tired after my recent karate lesson, "Welcome home, master Scotty." I looked at the man in a black and white suit, also known as our butler, "Hi Mannie." I walked past him and he sighed, "Master Scotty, I told you, my name is Manrold." I chuckled at the odd name, "Whatever. Mannie where are my parents?" I plopped down on the couch, that was sat in the middle of the large living room, and took off my shoes.

Mannie walked to grab my shoes and put them away, "Would you like a snack?" I nodded and he bowed and walked away. I sighed, Yup, I'm somewhat rich. Both my parents are business people, who knows what they do. They got the butler so I am less lonely in the house but I can't really talk to Mannie without him agreeing to everything I say. That gets boring after a while.

Mannie soon comes back with cake on a plate. I smiled and he placed the plate on the coffee table in front of the couch, "Thank you." He nodded, "Would you like anything else master Scotty?" I shook my head and took a bite of the cake, "No thanks, you may leave." He bowed and walked away.

I stretched and lied sideways on the couch, 'I wonder if James is getting beat up again.' I thought. I stayed lying down a little longer until my curiosity got the best of me and I got up and walked out the door.

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After walking around the neighborhood for about ten minutes I spotted a bleeding James leaned up against the wall.

I immediately felt bad and walked up to him, "Hey. You still conscious?" I bent down and examined him closer. He was pale and had a bloody nose, a couple bruises, and a scratch along the side of his cheek, "Hmm... Guess not. Welp, better not leave you here to die." I pulled him up and slung his arm around my shoulder. I then pulled him to my house.

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I was silently watching a cartoon when James suddenly sat up looking around confused, "What happened!? Where am I!?" He looked at me and his mood immediately changed  to a dull one, "Oh, it's you." He relaxed a little and snuggled into the couch, "What a way to say thank you to someone that just saved you." He glared at me and I smiled, "I was perfectly fine." "That's a bunch of crap. You were full of bruises and you were bleeding. I don't wanna hear that you were 'fine'. Without me you could've been in a coma." He growled, "It wasn't that bad..." "Bullshit." Mannie yelled from the kitchen, "Language master Scotty!" I just rolled my eyes and continued talking, "Clearly you haven't seen yourself in a mirror yet. You're covered in bandages!" I started to get angry at his stubbornness.

He seemed confused and touched his head to find that it has been wrapped in a bandage. He threw his head back and leaned it against the arm rest of the couch, "Sorry..." He mumbled, "You're fine, I kinda figured that you would be stubborn unless you had actual proof of the correct statement." He sighed and closed his eyes, "Yeah whatever."

Mannie walked into the living room and asked, "Master James, would you like to call your parents to ask to stay over?" James opened his eyes to look at Mannie, "Nah... They probably won't notice I am gone." Mannie nodded and bowed, "Then shall I assume you will be staying over for the night?" James looked at me and I nodded, "Yeah. I guess I am."

Mannie nodded and then said, "Okay, then shall we go and eat dinner?" I smiled and cheered. I hopped up from the couch and pulled James along to the table that had plates and steak on it.

We all sat and talked about our day and how me and James met and normal things you would talk about at a table. It was actually pretty nice...

I had a good time.

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Alright! So last chapter I said I was going to explain the update plans I was going to do but then realized why not explain it when it gets closer to summer? So yeah... If you wanna now maybe I'll post it in the next chapter.

ONE MORE THING! Who here is good at art? I really need a cover and I can't find anything good. If not then I can find something. If you wanna then we can talk about it in the PM. But anyway I hope you enjoyed and maybe a new chapter will appear soon xD. I really wanna update this book.

Anyway, bye!

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