Crumpled

Chapter 6: Trouble for Roger and an Attack.

''AAAAAGH! ROGER!!! STOP IT!!'' I shouted in pain. My head was bleeding and my shirt was torn all over. I was on the floor of the boy's restroom and Roger was towering over me, his face angry and revengeful.

His hands were covered with blood from hitting me. I was weak. I was sure all my bones were broken as I couldn't move.

''Dean! Give me that steel rod! We will make an example of him!'' and to my horror, a long steel rod was tossed into Roger's hands.

Giving off a malicious smile and raising the steel rod, Roger said, smirking evily, ''Say goodbye to everything, Harris Parker. Enjoy your last seconds on Earth!'' and he brought the rod down on my head with a resounding crash!

''Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!'' I screamed in pain and got up, startled. The restroom, blood, Roger....everything had vanished! ''Am I dead? Am I in heaven, right now?'' I thought, looking at the darkness.

The pain on my head had gone away too. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I realized then, I was in my bedroom, on my bed! I placed my hand on my forehead; it was just a nightmare! I felt my chest and my neck; they were drenched in sweat.

''Whew! It was just a nightmare! God! Me and my stupid nightmares!!'' and cleaning the sweat off my neck, I slumped down into my bed. I was feeling very hot so I turned on the AC. Just then, I heard a loud stampeding up the stairs and within seconds, both Sarah and Mom bursted into my room, frightened.

As Sarah switched on the lights, puzzled and a bit frightened, Mom moved towards me, looking worried.

''Oh, what is it? Why did you scream?'' she asked, looking really worried.  

''Err.....nothing Mom. I just had a nightmare.'' I said, sheepishly.

Sarah just rolled her eyes and giving off a smirk, asked in a sarcastic-sympathetic tone, ''Really, Harris? What did you dream? Ghosts or devils? Don't worry! Mama's here!''

"Sarah!" I warned, my eyes giving off a threatening look at her.

''Really bro, I am so sick-sick-sick-SICK of you!'' said Sarah, rolling her eyes.

''Now now! Don't you two start squabbling in the middle of the night! Sarah, go back to your room. Goodnight...again, dear.'' and giving me a wink, Mom left, closing the door behind her.

Well, having this nightmare was obvious of course because the damage done on the Guitar will be found tommorow morning and Roger will be totally busted! I slumped back into my pillow and closed my eyes. 

Tommorow was going to be a BAD Friday for Roger. 

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I reached school and just as I entered it, I noticed quite a loud commotion and crowd near the music room. ''This is it.''  I thought as Sarah nudged me.

''Whats happened?''

''I think I know.'' I muttered under my breath.

''What?'' asked Sarah.

''Nothing.'' I replied.

Sarah and I kept standing at the entrance to the school building as Jake rushed upto me and as others crowded more and more near the music room. ''Its the Guitar you played on....its smashed!'' Jake said, worried.

I was expressionless as I didn't know whether to smile or to frown. Just then-

''Wait till I get me hands on that bo-'' said Leonard sir, angrily, as he came charging out of the crowd and then stopped midway when he saw me.