Slam Dunk

Chapter 5

As I wake up, I feel the cool air blast my face.

"Chris," I scream!

Idiot little bro! I don't get how he finds that funny!?

I watch as he scurries out of the bedroom, laughing hysterically. I shrug, and wash myself up. I wander down the stairs, slowly, very slowly. I see my parents at the breakfast table, in deep conversation. I shrug at that. It's the usual. I eat a bowl of cereal, shoving spoonful after spoonful to my face, still pained up by the fight. I grab my pack, shout a quick goodbye over my shoulder, and wander out the door. I glance over my shoulder,and notice Kyle running at me. I spin around.

"What's up," I say casually?

"Nothin, he says, then his face lights up, are you ready to ask......her," he says, with a glint of humor?

"Um...yea, why?," I ask, trying not to explode.

He shrugs, boarding the bus with me. I catch the eye of the bully (okay! I finally know his name. it's Joe. I think?!), He grins back at me. I notice him sitting with her, and I blow a fuse. He does not know what's coming! I find my seat, and brace myself for the long, bumpy bus ride to school, and Mrs. Tootisky (sorry, I'm done with the laughing effect, I really have got better things to worry about ;).

When we arrive, I notice all of the kids carrying, basketballs, giving me long, wavering glance. I wave to them, and to my surprise they wave back. I then avert my attention to the doorway. I notice many other kids laughing, and snickering at me. Phph, I'd like to see you try to  beat me in 1v1. I then shrug the losers off, and make my way to the classroom. As usual I notice Mrs. Tootisky writing a bunch of stupid assignments on the board.

Welcome Class! For your morning assignment do pgs 660-678, in your Math book. Answers only. Are you already for a "Laughing Good" day?

No not really, I reply to myself in my head. All I know is our stupid same old same old routine, making lead appear on paper. Making weird squiggly lines known as numbers. Yea, all of that crap. I quickly roll my eyes and, haul up my large Math textbook. I open to the pages and notice writing on the bottom of the page.

It reads-Your lucky your not broken yet! From?

Wow! I chuckle. The bully is trying to intimidate me!? I guess so. Even in his messy handwriting I'm appalled. Does he really want to get owned again. I guess so. He's just made a big mistake. One that could (most likely) cause him to lose his popularity, and date. (muhaha! Evil laughing effect!)