Worth Fighting For

Chapter 5:Cat and Mouse

Hey! Soooo... im just gonna rant a tiny bit.

What is up with school? I mean seriously, why do we need to learn this stuff. I would rather shove my head into a wall, it would be more entertaining. Surface area this, do your work that. How about I put duck tape on your mouth and we'll call it a day. And health. OMG. We watched, THE VIDEO, a little while ago. It was quiet hilarious. The girl was going through CHANGES as they called it and dropped a bag of pads right in front of her crush. I almost fell off my chair laughing, especially when he picked them up and gave them back to her. But other than that it was pretty disturbing.

And then there's walruses. I'm almost positive their my passion. And my friend said her passion was giraffes. You wanna know why? She said because that can shank you... with their necks! There is definitely something wrong with her. A glitch in her brain perhaps? *nods head* Most likely.

Ok, DONE. Really needed to let that out. Well...see ya!

#awesomeness

~ Halstorm

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OH he is so going to get it.

That dang butt hole thinks he can get away practically stalking me. Yea, he's got another thing coming.

I have to resist the urge to punch the wall as I marched up the stairs to the roof entrance.

I fling open the door to find no one. He better hide.

" Ok buddy, you wanna play, let's play. May the odds be ever in your favor, cause I'm gonna beat the crap out of you." I sneered to nothing in particular, because I couldn't see him.

I heard a rustle off to my right. I stalk over there, ready to rip his head off. I turn the corner ready to beat him senseless and... no one's there. Turning in a circle, I observe my surroundings.

The sound of a door opening catches my attention, and so does the human opening it.

His eyes widen, with fear I hope, and he sprints out the door.

I sprint after him, turning corners and backpedaling a few times. After ten minutes of chasing, I lost him.

' Crap' I think to myself and punch a locker.

OW! I look at my hand then the locker, which had a massive dent. I'm sorry locker, I don't know what you did to deserve this.

" Wow your slow." A voice says, behind me. I spin around and see Ryder about 40 feet away, in the corridor.

I just grit my teeth and go to find the nearest water fountain to clean my hand, which was slowly oozing blood. I am so stupid.

Was punching a locker really necessary? Why yes, yes it was. Only at that moment.

I may have problems.

" I bet you don't have one athletic bone in your body. " Ryder mused whilst I found a water fountain and was currently washing the wound.

" And you don't have one brain cell in yours, so I guess we're even." I said sarcastically. When did I become so outgoing? Normally I'm just reading a book, or fighting people. Oh.

" Sarcastic as ever I see." He commented.

" You have eyes of course you can see." I said in detest.

He just rolled his eyes and gave me the ' whatever ' look.

Why am I even talking to him? He freaking STALKED me. I mean is stalking people some new kind of sport? If so he excels at it.