Ordinary Shane Garrison

OSG: 1.0

   *Shane Garrison >

  "Please guys, not today! How about tomorrow instead?" I pleaded for mercy.

     Blake and Joshua McClain both pretended to think about the decision, which was highly surprising since they hardly ever did intentionally. They turned to face me with mischievous grins and I knew right then and there, I was doomed.

     If I could have ran for it, I would in a heartbeat. But the bathroom door was always blocked by two other big and buff football jocks, Jerry and Adrian. I knew this fact from previous escape experiences.

     Blake shook his head while Joshua put a hand on my shoulder and lead me towards the usual bathroom stall. "Come on, let's go," The bathroom stalls were a pale green color with chipped paint and sturdy wood. Yeah, our school was pretty crappy.

     I groaned and knelt on my two knees. Before I could make a last minute deal with the demons, Blake put a large meaty hand on top on my head and plunged it into the toilet bowl as Joshua repeatedly kept flushing the toilet.

   This unbearable process happened every single Monday, Tuesday, and Friday since my freshman year at Lakewood High School. And today was a Tuesday.

     This schedule was created depending on their moods. On Mondays, due to the weekend being over ad no longer could the twins party, they just took their frustration out on me. Tuesdays, just for the hell of it and a wonderful reminder of Monday. And last, Friday because they got all pumped and elated for the weekend to once again come around. Then the cycle restarted every week.

     The other days, Blake and Joshua were usually with either their oh so "loyal" girlfriends or the other members of the football team. 

   They were both twins who had no trouble in publicly humiliating unpopular students but especially me for a big misunderstanding that occurred the first week of school a couple years ago.

     See, it was the first day of school and I just received my lunch and appearantly I accidentally sat at "their" table. So instead of being civil and asking politely asking to move like a normal person, they threatened me and when I was scurrying to leave, I tripped and spilled my lunch which consisted of a three cheese lasagna, milk, and potato salad, all over them.

     And although I was a freshman and they were sophomores, they wouldn't let me off easy and here were were two years later. I was currently now a junior and they were both seniors. Hard to believe the both of them will be graduating this year and going to college. I feel bad for the rest of the world that would soon meet both of the unpleasant boys.

     Just when I thought I was going to drown, they finally pulled my head up and I was gasping for as much as hydrogen and oxygen molecules as much as my lungs would let me. I could hear their laughter that resemble a lot like a young child. It was a horrible sound to hear if you ask me.

     "You can go now squirt," Blake sneered with amusement. Wiping away the disgusting water from my eyes with the palm of my hand, I walked out of the bathroom feeling exhausted and of course, humiliated. 

      The top of my grey hoodie and my sandy blonde hair that was now sticking to my face, was dripping with water as I walked down the hall receiving a few glances from the other students. You'd think they would ask about my situation but I suppose it never crossed their minds and they'd just rather whisper among themselves.

      "The McClain brothers are still holding a grudge I see," Riley announced walking in step with me and observing my current state. I just gave her a growl.