Hi there, sorry that I could not get a chapter out yesterday, it was my sisters birthday, so we were out all day... Oh yeah, and the house flooded, So in the pouring rain we had to bail water for an hour and a half in the morning... Also I edited the last paragraphs of chapter Two, So I included them here :) Oh yeah, this chapter is a little bit of story building. I am sorry if you don't like it.
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Before Pedro is able to turn around to see how had touched him, a person who looked like a young man that was in desperate need of a shave stepped out in front of him and looked Pedro in the dead in the eyes licking his lips. “This is going to be fun.” The young man said in a somewhat deep voice.
“Oh yes it is.” Pedro says smiling like a hyena once again.
Licking his lips the young man leans in getting closer and closer to Pedro’s face. Clenching his fist as tight as he can, Pedro is ready to punch the young man, as hard as he possible can. But as the young mans face becomes adjacent to Pedro’s face a deafening bell goes off making everyone cover their now ringing ears.
Looking up towards the once ringing bell, the young man quickly turns to Pedro and grabs him by the collar of his shirt and drives Pedro into the hardened ground creating a puff of dirt. The force from the blow doesn’t even phase Pedro, all that it does is fills his body with more adrenaline.
“I guess this is what they mean by ‘Being saved by the bell’. You are very lucky.” The young man says as he brushes the fragments of dirt off his top.
“Come on Zane, we have to get going. Just leave the little shit on the ground.” A faint voice in the distance called out.
"I will say this again, you are so very lucky.”The young man says to Pedro as he turns around and starts to walk away.
“So you name is Zane?.” Pedro calls towards the young man who was walking away.
“Yeah, what of it?” Zane quickly replied continuing to walk away from Pedro.
Laughing hysterically Pedro replies, “I just would like to know your name before I kill you.”
After hearing what Pedro said Zane stopped dead in his tracks and turns to face Pedro, who was still sitting in the dirt. Enraged with what Pedro has said towards him, Zane starts to make his way back toward Pedro. As Zane approached Pedro, Pedro’s gleaming smile filled Zane’s stomach with butterflies. Before Zane is able to reply to what Pedro had said to him, a guard tightly grasped Zane’s shoulder and bitterly ordered him to ‘Get a fucking move on’; Zane seemingly gladly follows the order that was given to him by the guard and turns around to follow everyone else back to their cells.
"Hey Zane, you said that I was the lucky one. But lets be honest here, you were the one who was fucking lucky!” Pedro yelled out towards Zane as defining as he could. The only result that Pedro got, was that Zane started to walk with more urgency towards his cell.
“That was boring, I was hoping for a bigger reaction… Maybe I should have insulted his mother.” Pedro said to himself quite saddened with the result.
With boundless energy Pedro leaps off of the ground, and brushes all the loose fragments of dirt away, and happily skips towards the iron door that he came from. Knocking loudly on the door Pedro hopes for a guards to one the door. Finally after a solid minute of trying to get the guards attention, a guard opens a slider to see Pedro standing there with twitching eyes as a slanted smile.
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