Chapter 3

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    "WHO THE FUCK CARES ANY WAY?! FUCK OFF!" Charles yells.

    I and Taylor laugh a little.

    "COME OUT NOW OR ELSE I WILL CALL THE COPS ON YOU FOR TRESPASSING!" The mysterious person yells

    "DOESN'T THAT YOU MEAN YOU WOULD BE CALLING YOURSELF IN DUMBASS!" I yell back at the male voice.

   It is a teenagers voice. A moment passes by in silence and a bit of shuffling. Than the person starts walking, closer.

    "Stay Away! I don't know who you are, but today won't be your day if you come any closer!" I exclaimed.

    The teenager stopped, like he was intimidated, then continued.

    I reached over and grabbed the ax out of Charles' hand, then slam it onto a tree to warn the teenager one last time.

   "You think that is going scare me?!" He said. He sounded close.

   Finally he was in sight, he looked just barely older than me, he has black greasy hair, a e - cigarette in his mouth and black baggy clothes, he is the figure of what people think emo's look like.

      I move my ax in throwing position and throw it right pass his ear and lodge it into the tree. He freaks out and starts running.

     Taylor hops up and runs and catches him and tackles him. Then drags him back to where we where and whispers something in his ear.

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