Ticking clocks and clinking glasses (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 2...

"Steeevvaaaann!!" I wake up to my grandmothers slightly aggravating Jamaican accent.

"Yeah, yeah." It was February, and we were settled into our new home. My grandma slept over often because she liked to take care of me during the day when my dad was at work. It was 7:30, and i had to be at school at 8:10, so i had time. I brushed my teeth and opened my dreary eyes to breakfast already prepared for me. Nothing much, just mini pancakes and tea.

When i finished, i changed into my white button down, and skinny jeans, with regular gray sneakers. My school had a small uniform rule. I tossed on my favorite striped hoodie, and my coat. There was a light layer of snow outside as i adjusted my eyes out of my bedroom window. I grabbed my bookbag, and said bye to my grandma.

I ran into an old childhood neighbor. His name was Kenneth. He was extremely tall, and appeared to be around his late 50's. He always had some type of smart comment prepared.

"You better find a bair of boots before you need a new ass!" I laughed and nodded as i passed by.

"When the cold drops down to 0, then ill consider it" i responded as our distance grew.

In the morning, when you reach school, you have to wait in the cafeteria until you are dismissed upstairs to your classes. When i went to the 7th grade area, i spotted abdool and Michael. But i noticed a few others with them. One went by the name of dion. I knew him before I came to the class. He would harrass me during recess. (Yes we had recess in middle school, let it go -.-) He was short, but extremely ripped. As much as Michael maybe.

" 'Sup bitch?" He shouted with an expressionless face. Dion was a very ignorant person. He spoke his mind often and didn't care about what others felt. He always got what he wanted and used his athletic capabilities to bully. He said something to abdool, and then abdool flinched. I guess he bothers abdool as well. There was someone else there with us. His name was Kylon. He seemed pretty cool, actually. When we headed upstairs, he muttered something to me.

"You should stay away from Dion." He warned me. I hesitated in fear, to be honest I was a very wimpy child. I tried to avoid the question by putting my head down and scurrying up the stairs. During lunch Dion told me to get him a chocolate milk. I resisted momentarily, but then went for the milk. Kylon glanced at me and then at Dion and then shook his head in disappointment. Then i noticed Michael a few seats away from Dion. He looked a bit angry, with his eyes low, and his lips pressed against one another. When we headed outside, i sat down on one of the benches and listened to music. Dion walked over to me and took off one of the earphones off.

"Come play." He demanded.

"I'm not good at... Sports." I responded in a weak voice.

"I don't care. Come play now." His expression was blank, but it didnt need anything to be intimidating. His words made me shudder.

I Stood up, put my iPod in my bag, and walked over shamefully to the field. I looked around and noticed Michael staring at me. He looked mad again.

When i noticed him, his eyes darted away. When Dion, Kylon, Michael, and a few other people gathered around, Dion began to speak.

"We're going to play kill the carrier."

"Whats that?" I asked puzzled.

"Okay, whoever has the football, has to either throw the ball high in the air to someone else, or run across the field again and again, until someone tackles them down."

I felt my eyes widen. A bunch of crazy kids chasing after me? I sighed and stared at the plastic grass at my feet. That's when i noticed Abdool was there too. Only because of Dion i suppose.

"Ready? Go!" Dion tosses the ball to me and my heart stops. Someone tackled me to the ground and i felt my head boggle. The impact gave me a bad head ache (motion sickness). I looked up to see Dion had tackled me. He got up and picked up the ball, and threw it up in the air. He did that just to tackle me? What is wrong with this guy?I see someone grab the ball.

Kylon informed me that his name was Brendon. He seemed to be a little big, but strong. As he ran past me, he pushed me to the ground. What surprised me was that he was still running after. Michael came to me and helped me up. He asked me if I was okay, and i nodded. It was easy to see that everyone here were the children of the hulk... Lucky me