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Saturday, September 4, 2004


   Next Part And A Question
"Don't you ever step to me. I'll make you hurt in ways you never thought possible, son" a deep, angry voice said. "Whatever, you big bad gangster you. I'm just sayin' if you ever disrespect my girl Leah again, I'll put you in the hospital, and I've fought people bigger, dumber, and uglier then you if you can believe it. And I'm still here ain't I?" said a muscular, buff, black kid about six feet tall. Ryan arrived on the scene of a two big, one fat and the other muscular, people in a circle of kids, staring each other down. "A party, huh?" he said to himself, hanging around the back of the crowd so he wouldn't be noticed. The muscular teenager started to walk away, when the fat one said something. "Listen, Dean, I'll talk to that bitch however I-" he didn't get to finish because he had fist in his jaw. Dean then came with a right uppercut to the chin, making the bully stumble back. "C'mon!" he said, as he took off his shirt so that he was just in a black beater and jeans. And Timbs. The bully came at Dean with a left hook, which he ducked, but then got hit with a right punch to the gut. "Aargh!" Dean said as he right-hooked the bully, aiming for the jaw but hitting his nose instead. After that it was all over. Right, right, left, kick! Dean thought as he unleashed the flurry on the giant white blob. As the bully fell to the ground he managed to say, "Get him, boys.." At that, about five more of the bullies friends jumped from the circle, surrounding Dean.
"Oh, goodie!" Ryan said as he jumped into the circle. "Fun for me too!" Dean looked over at the kid who just jumped beside him. White, cut, round 5'10", Blonde hair, down and wet, icy blue eyes. His boy Ryan. "Hey, lamb-chop!" Dean said as he hit a skinnnier thug with a left hook that sent him to meet the ground. "Wassup D?" Ryan said laughing as he Round-housed shorter one. "Whatcha doin'?" He said, putting one in a headlock. "Just taking care of some buisness, and having fun. School starts in a couple of minutes ya know?" said Dean while clothes-lining the last thug into a bloody pulp. "Yeah," Ryan said, putting his hand in his pocket as the two started walking away. "It's just about first period."
This was practically a normal day for those two. One was always getting into a squeze, and they both helped each other out. That's why they spent a year in China, courtesy of courtesy of Mr. Portalla, studying martial arts, three time a day. Ryan liked the fast paced ones, while Dean, since he'd been lifting since he was twelve, stuck to more of powerhouse type moves. Opposites. Dean spent most of his time at the Portalla's house, not ever really wanting to go home, never knowing what would happen. Running away from the pain, trying to block it out. Ryan gladly let him stay, as with his parents. If it were up to them, they'd adopt him. If only they could.

Do you belive there is a heavan and hell? You don't have to answer, but it's just a question.

"Life is just the gateway between Heaven and Hell."
-S.Hankins

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