Jasmine swooned and divided the air, releasing angry raisins (I assume the correct words are copyrighted). Caden smited these feeble Fruits with much ease. The lightning bolt shot sparkes forth and they moved through the air until they landed on the raisins. The raisins exploded and left spatteres of dehydrated goop everywhere. Seeing how her power of literature wasn't going to be what helped her win this fight, Jasmine devised a new strategy.
Once the raisins had been destroyed, Caden looked up from his place on the ground and was surprised to see Jasmine barely two meters away from him. Jasmine was throwing words Caden at an accelerating speed. Caden dove into the ground.
I would just like to point out that they are STILL in the library. that's bad writing on my part. I apologize.
This defence was no use. Jasmine's attack had not been physical, it only required short range. Alex sat near the wall, eating a poptart she got from a vending machine. Her friend Sarah sat next to her.
"So what's going on?" Sarah asked Alex.
"Caden is someone from FT, and demanded that I find Jasmine so they could fight."
"Why does he need to fight Jasmine?"
"I don't know. Pop tart?"
"Yeah, thanks."
Jasmine's attack had been one of Psychology; In his head (that's right I can use a semicolon, bitches), Caden heard the words You will never succeed... The task is too great... If you just gave up it would be okay... Caden could feel himself becoming less motivated, sluggish, an unsure.
HA! I got you. Jasmine thought. And from the sky came a porcupine. (zoology?) The porcupine flew towards Caden. He through his hands between him and the animal seconds before they collided. Needles covered his arms. Caden fell to the ground.
"What the hell?" He panted, "Where is the armor? Why won't it appear." Jasmine flew to the ground and landed in front of Caden.
"Do you surrender?"
"Never." Caden looked up at Jasmine, just arely grinning. He jumped ten meters into the air and in hi decent, kicked jasmine square in the head. Jasmine was knocked to the ground flat on her back. When she tried to lift her head to fight again, she found Caden's foot upon her chest, preventing her rise.
"You fight well, you would have won if you stayed in the air, but alas, you have been defeated."
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Humorthis is a fake religious text that I wrote in Physics class about the guy sitting in front of me. I hope you enjoy it.
