forum Does anyone want to help me write a story
Started by @TrashyBeth_has_broken_her_Finger
tune

people_alt 59 followers

@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

"Yeah sure. Bye." He called waving stiffly. He turned, and quickly jogged inside, hoping the principal wasn't back yet. "Please can something go right for once?" He asked softly coming around the corner.

@TrashyBeth_has_broken_her_Finger

It was the end of the day and she slammed her locker shut she had a bruise forming under her eye on if the jocks had hit her I had never happened before but she had mistakenly walked away from him while he was flirting

@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

Brad looked at his large homework folder in stress. He wasn't going to sleep much tonight, he was going to be super busy. Considering he already wasn't going to get home until late, he'd be up until 5am, and then just not sleep in general. Tonight was going to be fun. He stuffed the thick folder into his bag and walked down the hall to his own locker.

@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

Brad walked out onto the field, to see a group of guys practicing for the game in a few weeks. "Coach? Can I talk to you for a minute?" Brad asked scanning over the boys trying to decide which one was the one who had hit on and hit on Caroline. "Mr. Hoax! Are you finally taking my offer to join the team?" Brad sighed, and shook his head. "I actually need to talk to you about one of your players."

@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

"My players?" The coach asked a little surprised. "What about them?"
Brad frowned, putting his full focus on the coach. "One of them hit a girl because she ignored his flirting." He huffed crossing his arms. The coach sighed, knowing exactly who it was. "Yeah, that was Felix. But there's not much I can do about it, sorry Brad." He shrugged some, patting Brad's shoulder before going back to his team. "Come on boys, let's hustle!" He shouted over the field.

@TrashyBeth_has_broken_her_Finger

BAM
Another blow straight to the stomach. She was in the fighting arena training with one of the best fighters .

"Alright that's enough" a guy called. " Calico get home"

Calico Caroline's fighting name

Caroline limped away, her body was pretty busted up.

She quickly got dressed trying to ignore the pain

She got in her car and drove home and of course her parents weren't he she got out of the car slamming the door shut and went inside

@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

Brad watched Felix like a hawk. Nothing took his focus away, absolutely nothing.
Felix laughed, and was having a good time with his team. "Alright, alright, I'm going to get some water, be right back." He hollered, slapping one of his teammates on the back. "Don't loose." He snickered as he jogged to the bench.
Brad strutted over there, up behind Felix. "Hey, Felix." He said in a casual tone, yet still one that caught Felix's attention. "Oh hey! Wassup Brad?" He asked sipping the water cup holding his hand out.

@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

"Yeah, not much," Brad said giving his hand a firm shake. "Though, I heard you were trying to flirt with some girl earlier." Brad said in an innocent kind of tone. Felix laughed deeply. "Yeah, she was pretty hot." He smirked with a nod. "Though, you know how it is, she ignored me. So I decided to make sure she knew that isn't suppose to happen. I sent a brutal blow, but she's fine." Brad nodded, watching him drain the water cup, and toss it in the trash. Once he did, Brad dived at him ready to beat the snot out of him.

@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

Brad had fallen asleep at his desk, dark circles were under his bruised eyes. Practically falling out of the chair. He woke up in a jolt, on the floor groaning in immense pain. "Oww…" He muttered through his teeth.

@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

Brad had gotten ready quickly, forgot his lunch, and was running down the sidewalk filling out the rest of his homework. He muttered to himself, tripping up a few times as he came to the school. He shut the folder and made his way inside and to the library to hopefully finish it up before he had to go to class. He sat down at a table, and quietly scribbled out the answer.

@Rainy_day_artist_classic group

"Is it- 256?" He asked himself, attempting to do mental. Brad groaned, and rubbed his face wincing some. 'Forgot about those…' He frowned, now tenderly running his finger over the bruises caused by Felix.