PezDude
08-09-2006, 12:23 AM
Epilogue
It was a typical teenage day in the life of Brad Benson. Well at least it was until the Morphing Ray got into the wrong hands… The pink shocking stream blasted through the cold stillness of the silent room! The blast impacted into Brad’s chest sending him crashing into the marble wall behind him! He looked at the source of the beam, the small hand held gun, clutched in the hands of the creature who’s body was so scared it was hard to tell what it was. The creature was giggling while Brad let out screams of pain as the pink static engulfed him, sending short surges through his body! His life flashed before him, the one moment that stuck the most was the one day that started this all… the one day that changed his life forever!!!
Chapter #1
Brad awoke as a shrill siren blared in right ear. He opened his eyes a crack, rose up on one arm and smacked the snooze button. He got out of bed, almost tripping over his soccer cleats, carelessly thrown there last night after winning the county championship! He walked with a smile past the gleaming soccer, trophy placed in it place of honor in the top right corner of his desk next to his two other soccer trophies. He opened his top dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of jet blue shorts and a black shirt that said in white lettering, Trading parents for video games, now a 2 for 1 special. He opened his bedroom door and stumbled into the bathroom!
He splashed his face with cold water and got dress, he exited the bathroom and headed to the dinning room for breakfast! I was the usual, Strawberry poptart, and a cold glass of milk! “How’s my little soccer champ,” cooed Melanie Benson. “Mom” whined Brad “You promised you wouldn’t call me that!” “ Oops sorry Brad I forgot, your not my little child anymore, except for in my heart” “What ever” Replied Brad. He gulped the rest of his milk, grabbed his backpack, and left to catch the bus while still munching on the poptart. As he walked down the front steps he saw his dad, Jim Benson, tinkering with his red gleaming 1968 Mozda. “See ya later Brad,” he shouted as Brad ran past. Brad gave a slight wave and rushed down the street, to the yellow bus stop.
The yellow 2004 bus pulled up next to the sign a few minuets later, throwing open its doors, for the towns soccer champ! As he entered he was not welcomed by a round applauses but a thick damp spit wad in the side of his face. He looked at the attacker, and he was not surprised to see, his arch nemesis, C.J. Coy. “Knock it off” Growled Brad as he walked past, to the last seat, to sit alone. Brad still couldn’t guess how this happened in the first place! When they were younger C.J. and Brad were the best of friends. But as the years flashed by, they were pulled apart in two separate directions, by un-know causes that made them what they are to day… arch nemeses!
The bus roared away, stopping twice more to pick up other classmates, including one of his friends, Sam Nantes! The bus screeched to a halt in front of the big oak doors, of QuimQuilla High school! Brad left the bus, wiping off 10 more spit wads. He rushed in and ran to his locker! Locker 369, with the combination 8-22-0! He reached in and grabbed his math book! He rushed down the hallway, nearly knocking into, slow paced students! Brad never knew why he rushed to class, but he always had this urge inside, to go! He was pondering the urge, and, smashed into a dirty blond hair girl, her books scattering. “Oh I’m so sorry, said Brad kneeling down to pick up the scattered books, that slid across the floor. “Oh it’s ok,” here voice had a slight melody, to it. They each grabbed a book, and rose up, their noses touching, and Brad got his first real look into here blue opal eyes. “Your not from around here” said Brad after he rose to his full height. “Yes” she replied with a smile, “how did you know?” “ Well around here”, Ben started, “everyone know just about everyone, and I don’t remember seeing a face as beautiful as yours before, because a face that pretty I would never forget.” “I better get going,” said the girl blushing, “see ya…” “Brad” brad said, “Well see you later too I guess.” The girl rushed down the hall as the warning bell, (bell 3), rang. “Wait” Ben shouted after her, “I never got your name” “ It’s Lemmings, Mae Lemmings”, she shouted, as she rushed around the corner, and out of sight. Brad stood there, not, moving, it all coming to him that he had his first crush!
It was a typical teenage day in the life of Brad Benson. Well at least it was until the Morphing Ray got into the wrong hands… The pink shocking stream blasted through the cold stillness of the silent room! The blast impacted into Brad’s chest sending him crashing into the marble wall behind him! He looked at the source of the beam, the small hand held gun, clutched in the hands of the creature who’s body was so scared it was hard to tell what it was. The creature was giggling while Brad let out screams of pain as the pink static engulfed him, sending short surges through his body! His life flashed before him, the one moment that stuck the most was the one day that started this all… the one day that changed his life forever!!!
Chapter #1
Brad awoke as a shrill siren blared in right ear. He opened his eyes a crack, rose up on one arm and smacked the snooze button. He got out of bed, almost tripping over his soccer cleats, carelessly thrown there last night after winning the county championship! He walked with a smile past the gleaming soccer, trophy placed in it place of honor in the top right corner of his desk next to his two other soccer trophies. He opened his top dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of jet blue shorts and a black shirt that said in white lettering, Trading parents for video games, now a 2 for 1 special. He opened his bedroom door and stumbled into the bathroom!
He splashed his face with cold water and got dress, he exited the bathroom and headed to the dinning room for breakfast! I was the usual, Strawberry poptart, and a cold glass of milk! “How’s my little soccer champ,” cooed Melanie Benson. “Mom” whined Brad “You promised you wouldn’t call me that!” “ Oops sorry Brad I forgot, your not my little child anymore, except for in my heart” “What ever” Replied Brad. He gulped the rest of his milk, grabbed his backpack, and left to catch the bus while still munching on the poptart. As he walked down the front steps he saw his dad, Jim Benson, tinkering with his red gleaming 1968 Mozda. “See ya later Brad,” he shouted as Brad ran past. Brad gave a slight wave and rushed down the street, to the yellow bus stop.
The yellow 2004 bus pulled up next to the sign a few minuets later, throwing open its doors, for the towns soccer champ! As he entered he was not welcomed by a round applauses but a thick damp spit wad in the side of his face. He looked at the attacker, and he was not surprised to see, his arch nemesis, C.J. Coy. “Knock it off” Growled Brad as he walked past, to the last seat, to sit alone. Brad still couldn’t guess how this happened in the first place! When they were younger C.J. and Brad were the best of friends. But as the years flashed by, they were pulled apart in two separate directions, by un-know causes that made them what they are to day… arch nemeses!
The bus roared away, stopping twice more to pick up other classmates, including one of his friends, Sam Nantes! The bus screeched to a halt in front of the big oak doors, of QuimQuilla High school! Brad left the bus, wiping off 10 more spit wads. He rushed in and ran to his locker! Locker 369, with the combination 8-22-0! He reached in and grabbed his math book! He rushed down the hallway, nearly knocking into, slow paced students! Brad never knew why he rushed to class, but he always had this urge inside, to go! He was pondering the urge, and, smashed into a dirty blond hair girl, her books scattering. “Oh I’m so sorry, said Brad kneeling down to pick up the scattered books, that slid across the floor. “Oh it’s ok,” here voice had a slight melody, to it. They each grabbed a book, and rose up, their noses touching, and Brad got his first real look into here blue opal eyes. “Your not from around here” said Brad after he rose to his full height. “Yes” she replied with a smile, “how did you know?” “ Well around here”, Ben started, “everyone know just about everyone, and I don’t remember seeing a face as beautiful as yours before, because a face that pretty I would never forget.” “I better get going,” said the girl blushing, “see ya…” “Brad” brad said, “Well see you later too I guess.” The girl rushed down the hall as the warning bell, (bell 3), rang. “Wait” Ben shouted after her, “I never got your name” “ It’s Lemmings, Mae Lemmings”, she shouted, as she rushed around the corner, and out of sight. Brad stood there, not, moving, it all coming to him that he had his first crush!