“Hey, Luke,” said my best friend James awkwardly, running a hand through his sandy brown hair. He looked at the ground for a moment before meeting my eyes. “Sorry about your mom. You know, if there’s anything I can do . . .”

I swallowed hard. It was my first day back at school after the funeral, and although it was good to see James again, I didn’t know how I was going to make it through the day. “Yeah,” I managed to say. “Thanks, James.”

He nodded uncomfortably. “So yeah . . . Are you coming to English?”

I followed him into the large brick building, towards our English classroom. The minute I walked in, everyone was silent. A few kids came up to me and said how sorry they were about my mother, and I just nodded tersely. What can you say to that?

Then I noticed her.

She was sitting in the third row of the classroom, her clear blue eyes scanning the room uneasily. She was slim and petite, with waist-length platinum blonde hair and clear, pale skin.

I knew the instant I saw her that I was in love.

Ambling over to the girl, I plopped into the seat next to her and said, “Hi.”

Her eyes widened when she saw me, but she relaxed after the initial shock. “Hi.”

“My name’s Lucas,” I told her.

She held out her hand shyly. “I’m Caitlin.”

“Are you new here?”

She nodded.

“Did you just move here?”

Caitlin hesitated for a moment, but before she could answer, Mark, whose seat I was sitting in, came up behind me. “Yo, dude. You’re sitting in my seat.” Mark was one of those guys who looked out of place at school. Heck, he was one of those guys who looked out of place without a cigarette dangling from his lips.

I got up and retreated to my own seat just in time to see Mark slip an arm around Caitlin. “Yo, ****. What’s a pretty girl like you doing talking to a loser like Lukie there? You wanna hang out sometime with me? I’ll introduce you to some cool dudes.”

She pulled away from him. “Leave him alone. His mother just died, for God’s sake.”
I looked over at her. How did she know my mother had just died? Did news spread that fast, even to the new kids? I sighed, but was comforted when Caitlin smiled at me. Boy, she was drop-dead gorgeous.

Our English teacher, Mr. Devili, trudged into the classroom. He was a tall, paunchy man with thick spectacles who had been teaching at our school for at least half a century. All of us wished he would just retire already, because he was easily the most annoying teacher of them all. With his monotone voice, he only had to drone on for ten minutes before we all lost interest and either started texting, reapplying makeup, picking fingernails, doodling, or sleeping.

“Hello, class,” drawled Mr. Devili. “Everyone take out your textbooks and turn to page 96.”

We heaved a collective sigh but obediently opened our textbooks. “All right,” said Mr. Devili. “Who read the poem for homework?”

I hadn’t, so I quickly scanned the poem. It was called Richard Cory and it wasn’t actually a bad poem, considering that it was part of the eleventh grade curriculum.

I tuned out as he spoke, instead focusing my attention on Caitlin, who was actually paying attention to Mr. Devili. Wow, a pretty girl who also cared about school! But something about her niggled me, although I couldn’t put my finger on what it was. She felt familiar somehow, even though I was just meeting her today. Something just wasn’t right.

I shook off that feeling and instead imagined what it would be like to run my fingers through that silky blonde hair.

I’m a 14 y/o aspiring writer. Is this good and how can I improve?

“Hey, Luke,” said my best friend James awkwardly, running a hand through his sandy brown hair. He looked at the ground for a moment before meeting my eyes. “Sorry about your mom. You know, if there’s anything I can do . . .”

I swallowed hard. It was my first day back at school after the funeral, and although it was good to see James again, I didn’t know how I was going to make it through the day. “Yeah,” I managed to say. “Thanks, James.”

He nodded uncomfortably. “So yeah . . . Are you coming to English?”

I followed him into the large brick building, towards our English classroom. The minute I walked in, everyone was silent. A few kids came up to me and said how sorry they were about my mother, and I just nodded tersely. What can you say to that?

Then I noticed her.

She was sitting in the third row of the classroom, her clear blue eyes scanning the room uneasily. She was slim and petite, with waist-length platinum blonde hair and clear, pale skin.

I knew the instant I saw her that I was in love.

Ambling over to the girl, I plopped into the seat next to her and said, “Hi.”

Her eyes widened when she saw me, but she relaxed after the initial shock. “Hi.”

“My name’s Lucas,” I told her.

She held out her hand shyly. “I’m Caitlin.”

“Are you new here?”

She nodded.

“Did you just move here?”

Caitlin hesitated for a moment, but before she could answer, Mark, whose seat I was sitting in, came up behind me. “Yo, dude. You’re sitting in my seat.” Mark was one of those guys who looked out of place at school. Heck, he was one of those guys who looked out of place without a cigarette dangling from his lips.

I got up and retreated to my own seat just in time to see Mark slip an arm around Caitlin. “Yo, ****. What’s a pretty girl like you doing talking to a loser like Lukie there? You wanna hang out sometime with me? I’ll introduce you to some cool dudes.”

She pulled away from him. “Leave him alone. His mother just died, for God’s sake.”
I looked over at her. How did she know my mother had just died? Did news spread that fast, even to the new kids? I sighed, but was comforted when Caitlin smiled at me. Boy, she was drop-dead gorgeous.

Our English teacher, Mr. Devili, trudged into the classroom. He was a tall, paunchy man with thick spectacles who had been teaching at our school for at least half a century. All of us wished he would just retire already, because he was easily the most annoying teacher of them all. With his monotone voice, he only had to drone on for ten minutes before we all lost interest and either started texting, reapplying makeup, picking fingernails, doodling, or sleeping.

“Hello, class,” drawled Mr. Devili. “Everyone take out your textbooks and turn to page 96.”

We heaved a collective sigh but obediently opened our textbooks. “All right,” said Mr. Devili. “Who read the poem for homework?”

I hadn’t, so I quickly scanned the poem. It was called Richard Cory and it wasn’t actually a bad poem, considering that it was part of the eleventh grade curriculum.

I tuned out as he spoke, instead focusing my attention on Caitlin, who was actually paying attention to Mr. Devili. Wow, a pretty girl who also cared about school! But something about her niggled me, although I couldn’t put my finger on what it was. She felt familiar somehow, even though I was just meeting her today. Something just wasn’t right.

I shook off that feeling and instead imagined what it would be like to run my fingers through that silky blonde hair.

James punched me lightly in the shoulder. “You like her?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. I don’t even know her. But boy, she’s hot!”

He laughed. “So talk to her. Ask her out!”

“Like now?”

“No, after class, you doofus! You don’t think Mr. Devili will be bothered by you randomly getting up and walking over to Caitlin while he’s teaching a lesson?”

I blushed. “Right.”

When the bell rang, I made my way over to Caitlin. She was gathering up her books. “Hey,” I said.

She looked up at me and smiled. “Hi.”

I cleared my throat. “Um, so . . . you think you might want to go out sometime?”

“Like a date?”

I flushed. “No, no, not like a date. Like for dinner. Or a movie. Or both.”

She smiled again. She was so gorgeous when she smiled – full lips framing such straight, shiny white teeth like in those dental ads you see on television. “Sure, Lucas. I’d love to go out on a date.”

My heart was pounding in my chest, but I tried to stay calm and cool. “Great,” I managed. “When are you free?”

“How’s Friday around six?”

“Sure. I’ll pick you up. Um, where do you live, exactly?”

She laughed. “You don’t need to pick me up. How about we meet at the park near your house?”

I goggled at her. “How do you know where I live?”

She shrugged. “Word gets around in such a small town.”

I was offended. “It’s not that small!”

“Smaller than where I’m from, anyways.”

“Where are you from?”

She opened her mouth to ans
She opened her mouth to answer, but then closed it. Shifting her books to her right hand, she checked her watch. “Um, I’m late for class. But it was nice meeting you Lucas.”

“Right,” I said, staring after her as she strode away, her long hair swishing from side to side as she walked.

I’m a 14 yr old aspiring writer. Is the beginning of this chapter good? How can I improve it?

sit back wiv a few snacks or a drink cus quite abit
“ Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to a ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My lives been a long Rollo caster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me the toughest, and most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get passed easily like answering the door, and answering the phone and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like by body shivers and I literally fill like I have hypothermia. It has been now 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now I’m going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all them reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonising story of pain, love, and hatred the reporter I told will tell you in my exact words”.

The build up 1999
The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the 2 black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward.
By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped **** and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress.
While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello. It had top of the rand platinum rims everyone in the neighbourhood could hear its engine roaring whilst pouncing foward , it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site.
Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in
the back while locking the gyms front doors.
Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. ‘Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. ‘Bastard,’ Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, ‘Going to knock him out in one go.’
Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor.
“ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky.
“got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming.
“ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other.
The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks.

The big fight
Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”.
“ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York.
“ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis.
“Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine look.
“ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”. At this point Lewis was ready to get in the ring and prove every one who doubted him was wrong, his behaviour was pugnacious and you could tell my the derivational ****** expressions on his face.
“ ok, if that’s what you want then on the night of the fight. You gotta talk total rubbish about him at the official weight in . Im gonna knock Husky out in the first round, oh im going to bury him alive, or even look at his face cause your not gonna see one like that again when im finished. that’s the things you say then in the actual fight you stay by you words and throw the jabs, the hooks the combos and win the fight with points torture him and that’s it you got the fans on your side”. Lewis showed a discourteous manner and was looking at the picture of Husky in the paper.
“ I’m not going to talk rubbish about him in the weight in, I’m going to knock him out their and then”. The both of them started laughing with humour. They opened a bottle of fine Jamaican rum and sipped their drink whilst talking about how to deal with any promoters and any reporters. They spoke about how to speak on TV, news etc without letting out to much information about future decisions they were going to make.
Both Carters and Husky were under pressure due to the fact their reputation was on the line. Who ever game out on top would become one of the greatest legends in history of boxing and would join the great warriors such as Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Sugar Ray Lenard and Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. They were training hard in there home towns downtown Brooklyn and Philadelphia. With only three days left the trainers of the two were theorising what their tactics would be in and out of the ring. Tension was building up to the battle and patience was a problem. The two of them would often collide with one an other in talk shows and new broadcasting shows.
Lewis walked into his mansion on the way from a conference meeting one day with his promoter and trainer Jerry. The conference was held by the boxing committee warning both fighters if any more dangerous stunts of fighting on media or in public was to happen ,Husky would be stripped off his title, and Carters would not get a title shot until 2001. Exhausted and tired from the conference holder Jimmy Scott going on and on Lewis loosened his tie and top button, it was 10 pm. He walked into his bedroom and dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes trying to close the outside world.
“Hey baby” Tina Carter, walked into the room jumping onto the bed to welcome Lewis home with a big kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and gave a cheerful smile and both of them exchanged looks with one an other.
“ so how was the conference honey did it go well, what did they want to talk to you about?” .
“ yes, it was fine oh just the usual do this and do that nothing important” His wife was the only person who kept him going in his job, she was his only inspiration . They were married and had been for nearly 5 years and they loved each other with all there hearts could express. She was a tall black women with long metallic black hair. Her skin looked soft and her body smelled like olive herbs with a golden twist. Lewis treated her as if she was a princess and gave her anything she wanted new clothes, jewellery, gold silver he would even by her a pony if she asked. She was always supporting Lewis in his fights and anything else he did .
“ listen, ive been married to you for 3 years now and I know when your happy and when your down. Now I know your down. So don’t lie to me, something happened at the meeting and I want to know what now” she demanded to know what happened aggressively but she still had the beautiful smile on her face like when she came into the bedroom. Lewis took a deep breath and replied
“ sorry **** I didn’t mean to lie to you, ok ill tell you what happened at the meeting. They warned us both to stop causing trouble and threatened to destroy our careers and that’s it promise” it was hard for him to tell that to his wife and thinking she would shout at him dowen his ears he closed his eyes and encrusted them with his eye lids.
“ Husky was there as well, the stupid tramp. Baby why didn’t you tell me this I would of understood.”. he opened his eyes and she still had the beautiful golden smile on her face however she lifted at her eyebrows expecting a reply.
“listen I didn’t want to tell you because I don’t want you to worry and most importantly I didn’t want that lovely smile to go away cause that’s what gets me up in the morning to train., that’s what helps me get through my fights and the last thing I would want to do is stop that”. she started to get an even bigger gorgeous smile on her face and gave him a big hug.
“ Im never going to stop caring, treasuring and especially loving you so you can tell me anything in reason and I will think of it to be an honest and true action you have done”
The both of them closed their eyes and fell into a deep warm sleep preparing for the busy day they would have to face tomorrow.

When Mike drops the dead body to the ground he hears a voice from behind him. “What the hell are you doing?!” Mike turns to see his old best friend standing there with his eyes all black with a red dot in each eye. “I’m finishing what I started… Matt.” Matt looks straight at Mike with a look he never gave Mike. “What you started is a mess! You’re only making it worse!” “Look Matt they told me that I was evil.” Before Mike said anything else Matt yells. “You’re evil now! What happened to my best friend?!” Matt was getting angrier by the second as he spoke each word and looked at each dead body.
“Your not letting me finish, Matt. We are still friends if that is what you wish. But you must understand. I have been turned into a monster by these men, and so have you. Yet you use what they turned you into for what they want. You fight for them.” “I don’t believe in fighting for men who deserve to be punished. But this not like this Mike. They deserve to have people decide if they should be put to death or not. They have feelings like you and me too.” “No they don’t!!! If they did they would have never done this to us!” “Mike please calm down. Your power is taking control of you. You have to stop!” “No!!! I love this too much to give it up!” With one powerful push Mike makes Matt fly across the lab floor. Thus the true beginning of a battle that has been going on for as long as they were tested on.
Back years before the long war began and Mike and Matt’s fight begins they are in middle school. Gym had started and they both arrive late to class. As they try to sneak in the coach is telling the whole class about how it isn’t nice to be late that it causes others to stop what they’re doing. Both sweating and the whole class laughs.
“What is going on here people?! You think being late is funny?!” The class stops laughing almost instantly. The coach turns around and looks at Mike and Matt sweating on the floor. “Oh the Ms… so nice of you to join use here on this fine day. You know what I was saying just now to the class?” “Um how someone shouldn’t be late to class. Isn’t that right Matt?” “Yes it is. Right class?” The whole class just stare at Matt. “Well you both have that right but what did I say before that?” “Um what we were going to do today.” “Wrong! I said that if you idiots came to class today we were going to play dodge ball! Guess what it’s two against the whole class. The two against the whole class is the two of you!” “Wow that didn’t make much sense they’re going to lose.” Matt whispered.
The whole class starts getting on the left side of the gym. Both Matt and Mike know that this won’t be an even match. The Coach sets out all the balls on the middle of the gym floor. He blows the whistle and no one moves. “Come on you punks it’s all of you against them!” “Come now Coach they know better than to do that. They know they will lose.” “Well ok than. If you all think it will be that way I’ll get the high school visitors to play. Boys get you ***** out here!” Ten tall and built with muscle students come from the locker rooms. Five boys five girls. They get to the side of the class and the Coach blows the whistle one last time. Now the whole class and the high school kids come running to the line for the balls.
Both boys are surprised that their fellow students would now want to play. The balls the Coach put down are picked up by all high school students. The middle school kids back off immediately. At once all the high school kids throw the balls at the two boys. None of the boys move till the balls are close enough to catch. Mike catches a ball and a girl from the high school is out. Less than two seconds of him catching it he throws it straight at a middle school kid. “Mike only go for the high school kids! Our class mates have no choose in the matter!” “Oh yes they do. If they did they wouldn’t have ran for the balls. They knew the moment the balls were thrown that we would win that’s why they ran to the wall” “You maybe right but they didn’t mean anything by it.” “Sure! Well let’s see if there are sorry for it!”
Next thing that happens is Mike jumps in front of Matt blocking his view and than at the last moment he jumps to the side causing three balls to hit Matt. “YES! Way to go kids!” the Coach says with much pleasure. As Matt gets up from the surprising attack, and to the fact Mike would do that he stops and says “Hope your happy, Mike.” “Oh you bet I am. You can count on me to win too.” Matt dodged one last ball to get off the court. “Hey don’t you guys know when a players out or what?!” Matt began getting angry until Shea showed up. He liked her but she was going out with Mike. She looked like she was running toward Matt.
“Hey Matt what’s going on a sixth grader told me you guys were in trouble.” “Na Shea we weren’t but Mike is about to change all that. Why couldn’t he have just done the game the way we always do. Take out the bullies than let the kids get us out.” “Come on you stupid kids your in high school take me out and be done with it you’re pathetic excuse for training! You’re like a warm up for me! I know you can do better!” “He has two high school kids left and he know they are the best of the best and he won’t give up till one throws a ball so he can catch it and throw it to hit the other one but they’re smarter than that. That’s why they are high school and we’re just suppose to be younger middle school kids.”
At the moment Matt finished that sentence the boy left on the team threw the ball straight at Mike’s feet. Matt knew this would be a mistake to go for it because the girl had a ball and she would throw it the second Mike moved for it. Well he did and that’s just what she did. She threw the ball straight at his chest. The next thing people heard was a loud hard smack and a ball hitting the floor. But than there was two louder smacks. It was as if a miracle happened. Mike had caught the ball bounced back the other ball and they both rapidity hit their targets. Both high school students hit the floor holding their faces. “Serves you right to mess with me. Anyone else want to play rough? Coach?” “Mike I think that’s enough! Don’t you see it’s over man?” “Shut it Matt! This punk wants trouble well he’s getting it!” “Hey Coach what I can say you’re a good teacher. If you want to see if the master is still mightier than the student than by all means come on let us see who is better.” “Mike! Stop! What the hell has gotten into you man?!” “Hey Matt watch the language or you get a one way ticket to the dean!” “Alright Coach! Hey Mike we need to get out of here now.” “Ok let’s go now I’m tired.”
Both Matt and Mike are followed by Shea. “Hey guys still lost here! What’s going on?” “Shea did Mike ever tell you why he had to miss that date with you two weeks ago?” “Well yeah he said family emergency. But what’s that got to do with this?” “Well did you know I’m the closest thing he’s got to family and that’s not why he missed it.” “What did he miss it for? And you’re scaring me.” “Well you know how the government has been ‘claiming’ that they are not using kids for super-solider programs” “Um what are you saying. He’s going to die isn’t he? Please if you can help him help him.” “Well that’s what I’m trying to do but it’s hard when to help him when no one suppose to know what’s wrong with him.” “Well what’s wrong with him.” “Well you know how a kid gets too much sugar, right. Well the stuff they give us is basically like super sugar only we take it by shots of really long sharp needles.” “Ouch.” “Yeah ouch, well basically we get it, waste it, and we need more to keep going. He needs more he just wasted about half his share in there. I need to give him mine so he doesn’t go to a hospital.” “Wait they give you free stuff of that? Why don’t you sell it you could make a killing off of that.” “Because Shea if you heard me, even if you use it once you need more of it to keep going. Plus the government has been smart and only made enough for testers and we die if we don’t get it..” “So he’s going to die?” Tears came down Shea’s face.
“Hell no he is not dying on me like this! Not like this!” “Well were is your super sugar?” “Wait for it!” “Wait for what!” “This!” Matt’s hand starts to glow. The brighter his hand gets the livelier Mike looks. “Come on you stupid son of….” “What were you going to call me?” “I knew you would come around sooner or later.” “Still going to want to know what you were going to say.” “Hey just be glad you’re here and not dead.” “Yeah your right. Look I’m sorry what happened back there I don’t know what came over me.” “Don’t be it’s this power crap they gave us. It’s trying to control me but so far I’ve been able to control it. But I know sooner or later it’ll control me. You’re suppose to be more powerful than me and yet you fell to it. Well I am going to go leave you guys alone. Um to explain thing a bit.”
“Hey explain what?!” Matt run so fast he couldn’t hear Mike. “What’s he want me to explain.” “How you lied about missing your date two weeks ago.” “Um I can honestly explain that one.” “No you aren’t. You didn’t explain it honestly the first time!” “Look I’m sorry but if I told you why you would have broke-up with me.” “Well u should have thought about what would happen when I found out that you lied. We go out you should tell me everything. I mean everything!” “Well if I missed it for taking a **** you would be more pissed and you wouldn’t want to know about the **** part either.” “Too late Mike!” “What? Do you mean we are over? No! It can’t be! Why?” “Because you lied and I know someone who won’t lie to me.” “Who the hell is that. Everyone fears me no one will go out with you because you ‘went’ out with me.” “It’s Matt! He told me everything and I know he’s liked me since he first met me. Good-bye.” “Wait let me explain like Matt said!” Shea ran in the direction that Matt ran in.
Mike trapped in his thought. Damn it that fucker is suppose to be my best friend. He does this to me! What did I ever do to him! Nothing! Why! Why me! Damn I know he’s been lying all the time about the government. He wants my power. That’s it! I’m going with the plan the government originally offered me. But I didn’t take it because Matt thought it was too dangerous. Bullshit! It isn’t. I’m going to make him wish he left me for dead here. He will pay for this even if it takes my whole life he will pay. I swear on my mother’s grave he will pay!
“Hey Matt wait up!” “Hey Shea that was fast so how did you take it?” “I think he took it badly.” “I meant you. Knowing what I and he are you must be shocked to death. Wait he took what badly?” “Um he lied so I did what I thought to be right.” “And what is that Shea?” “I broke-up with him. To go out with you.” Shea knew Matt liked her so much if he heard this he would jump up and down but for a reason he didn’t. “Shea you just might have caused him to go psycho! Does he know you broke-up with him for me because he lied. He lied because I told him to. If you knew the government would test on you too!” “Sorry I didn’t know.” “That’s why I told you to let him talk didn’t I. To let him explain. I don’t want to go out with you now you crushed him without even letting him explain! He’ll think it’s my fault” “Stop freaking out!” “No! Go away I have to think! I need to figure out how to help him now.” “Don’t you see I did this for you.” “No you didn’t! You did this because you have been planning it and this was the perfect moment to do it.”
“How did you know that I never told anyone that at all.” “It comes with the juice ****. Get use to it if you really want me. I’m going to look for him he’ll head for the base first. I have to go and when I find him you will explain everything like you should have let him.” “What if he won’t let me explain?” “Than we are doomed.” “Doomed to what?” “His anger. He will want more power and the government will give it to him. That I might not be able to stop but I can do the same and I will be a match for him.”
Mike was already at the government base to speak with the leaders of the base. Matt was in a hurry to catch up with him but he knew that it was almost pointless to try. But he was Mike’s best friend and wanted him to know that he would be there for Mike. As they both head for the base, Shea sits in the sun looking at the ground. She was upset and didn’t know what to do in this situation. All three of them were thinking about one thing. Where would they be tomorrow.
“Hey doc wanted permanent juice and you people are going to give it to me. Like it or not.” “Mike nice to see you so early for training but you stated in your contract that you would not undergo permanent use of the power.” “Yeah doc I know what I stated in the contract but that was because Matt said something. Look Doctor Bailey I need this now more than ever please help me.” “Well I don’t know what you need it so badly for but if what you say is true than you can have the permanent power use. But you must know that if you have side effects to the normal treatments than you will have side effects to this.” “I don’t have side effects of anything doc. Just give it to me!” “Alright Mike but you are showing signs of anger. If you take this when you’re angry you’ll have side effects fast.” “I said give it to me doc. If you don’t you’ll die and I’ll take it anyways.”
“Halt right there young man! This is restricted area to civilians. I can have you arrested. State your business here.” “Lieutenant Martin I am Matt Latin of the 1st test group and request permission to go to Doctor Bailey’s test lab.” “Good move my boy. Permission granted. By the way I saw test subject Mike go by earlier and he didn’t look too happy. Any idea?” “No sir. I have no idea as to why he would be upset in anyway.”
Matt got passed the lieutenant and headed for the test lab to stop what probably already happened. But what he doesn’t know might actually save him. He thinks that Mike has already gotten the permanent power source. But really he hasn’t. Doctor Bailey would not make it so easy for him to get it. As Matt runs down the hall in a hurry Lieutenant Martin slowly follows but still keeping an eye on Matt. All these people have no idea that they are going to be fighting one another in time to come.
“Mike stop! You don’t want to do this. Trust me it might be the last thing you ever do.” Bailey gets in front the cabinet were the shots are. “Out my way doc! You can’t stop me you’re a scrawny little guy. What can you do to me? Please don’t make me laugh. Wait, you already did.” Mike starts walking toward Bailey and has a grin on his face. “You asked and you get what you ask for.” Bailey raises his arm as if ready to fire something that isn’t there. “Oh ****!” “Oh yeah kid. You asked for it so now you got it!”
Matt is about ten yards away has to stop because he hears a powerful blast coming from none other than Bailey’s lab. Lieutenant Martin doesn’t stop but picks up his pace to a running speed. Matt is surprised to see him running so fast. He is running so fast as if he is on the test juice. “Hey what the hell man! You’re on the juice aren’t you?” “Of course I am Matt. If you have my job you need it but the job you’re going to have is much more dangerous than mine.” “What does that mean? What the hell is my job?” “You’ll find out. Now we have to see what that was. Are you sure Mike is not upset?” “Well um he is but I will explain later.” “Good at least I know who that blast came from.” “Wait is Bailey on the juice?” “Yes he invented the stuff. No one thought it worked and he needed to show it did so he was his own test rat. He has the most power levels so far but you and Mike show promise to be very good power levels when you guys would be on permanent power source.” “Well I already know that.”
“Ouch, that hurt. Hope you know what you’re getting into. Doc! Where the hell is he?” “I’m right here kid.” Bailey jumps of the roof and punches Mike right through the lab doors. Martin and Matt arrive right on time to see this happen. Bailey jumps through the doorway and starts throwing Mike into the wall. “Hey get off him!” With one big jump Matt drop kick Bailey off Mike and knocks him to the ground. “Matt now I can arrest you.” “For what? He can kill him. Mike doesn’t have much power left to withstand blows like that.” “Oh really than why is he getting up.?” “Thanks Matt but I have to stop you all. Now!”
Mike gets up and knocks Matt over and reaches for Martin to punch him. But fails due to Martin moving too fast. “You might want to think about that before you do it. By the way I hope you can fly. If you can’t you’re screwed.” “Um I can’t fly.” “Well that’s too bad now isn’t it?” “You won’t hit me.” “Oh yes I will.” With one hard swing Martin hits Mike so hard he flies backwards. Little did Martin know he hit Mike in the direction he wanted to go in. As Martin checked to see if Matt and Bailey were ok, Mike got up and headed toward the permanent juice.
“Hey you guys all right?” “Yeah we will be fine. Is Mike away from my experimental juice?” “What!? It’s only experimental! I thought you were on it.” “I am but that was the first stuff. The original stuff. That stuff might be more dangerous and controlling than any of the other stuff.” “Mike, wait! Don’t do it. You could get messed up.” “It’s too late to try to say sorry Matt. It’s over and you’re dead. I swear I will kill you.” As Mike said those last words he picked up the shot and slammed it into his arm. Right on a blood vein so it would enter him system faster. He drops the shot and falls to his knees. He injected it all into his system.
“Mike! Please don’t do this man.” “Matt we have to leave him alone. If we touch him while he is in shock like that it will have more side-effects on him.” “Well that makes me feel so much better. What do we do? We can’t just let him lay there like that. He’s shaking a lot.” “We can see that. And I’m head of security here. Even if he makes it. I’m putting him under arrest.” “You can’t do that!” “You’re going too if you think this is a game.” “I don’t. But he’ll get madder in jail. That will cause him to want to really kill us all.” “Look who says he would ever get out to even trying to kill someone.” “He’ll bust out.” “Sure he will. In my jail no one has ever busted out.” “Who says you’ll even catch me to throw me in there?” “What the hell!” Everyone in the room said at once and turned to Mike.
Mike looked bigger in size. He looked older too. Muscles seem to have been there for years. Everyone knew that it worked as it should have. But does Mike have any side-effects. “Will he have self-control?” “Not likely Matt.” “Doc I’m taking him out for good. Even if you can get his DNA to see how it went wrong. He dies if he tries one more thing.” “No you can’t! He’s my best friend.” “You may do as you please Martin. It is better to get DNA samples when he is dead.” “How can you people be saying this? He is human. He doesn’t know what h would be doing that’s all.” “Matt he will have to be stopped at all cost. Even if it means killing him.” “Ha like you could anyway. I’m much bigger and stronger than you all combined.”
“Oh that’s it already. I’m getting this over with now!” “No Martin! Don’t try anything yet.” “Ha you fool! I’ll kill you.”
Mentally Deranged

this is apparently a pre cal problem according to my teacher and it is for a grade. im not capable of piecing things together like this. could anyone help me by tonight? (10-31) please and thank you.
its a logic problem:

Last Saturday, the first five couples to visit Jack O’Lantern’s Halloween Shop rented costumes to wear for the night of October 31. Each husband and wife picked a different costume based on a real or fictional person. Given the clues below, will you get tricked or get a treat by finding the first and last names of each couple (one husband is Mark and one wife Erica), the costume each rented for Halloween, and the order 1st-5th in which the couples paid for their selections?

1.All five women and four of the men picked costumes of “appropriate” gender; one of the husbands, however, thought it would be funny to dress as a female character on Halloween.

2.Nick had wanted to go as Elvis Presley or Uncle Sam but found both costumes had been rented to husbands who were in Jack O’Lantern’s earlier than he was Saturday.

3.Angela and her husband, who didn’t pick the **** Ruth outfit, picked costumes at the store before the woman who chose Madonna and her spouse did.

4.Mrs. Poe, who isn’t the person who rented the Littlest Mermaid costume or the one who chose the Wicked Witch outfit, and her husband picked their costumes immediately ahead of Lou and his wife.

5.In consecutive order first-to-last, Cynthia and her husband, the woman who is going as Catwoman and her husband, and the man dressing as Capt. Hook and his wife rented costumes at Jack O’Lantern’s.

6.Nick, who isn’t Belinda’s husband, and Mr. Hitchcock both decided they were too tall for the Yoda costume, which no one rented on Saturday.

7.Ken and Mr. Chaney and their wives were picking costumes to wear to the Ocean City Marina Floating Halloween Party on October 31.

8.The Kings paid for their rentals, then the couple who had the Old Mother Hubbard and another costume paid for theirs.

9.The man going as Elvis Presley on Halloween, who isn’t Cynthia’s husband, isn’t the one whose wife is going as Barbie.

10.The Hitchcocks were the last of the five couples to choose their costumes.

11.Jim and his wife got their outfits earlier than Mr. & Mrs. Chaney.

12.The wife of the man going as Uncle Sam didn’t pick the Old Mother Hubbard costume because she thought it would be too heavy to wear all evening.

13.Belinda and her husband paid for their costumes immediately after the man going as **** Ruth and his wife paid for theirs and immediately before the woman going as Barbie and her husband rented theirs.

14.Cynthia isn’t the woman masquerading as Madonna on Halloween.

15.Nick, whose wife isn’t going as Barbie, and Deborah’s spouse went to a party last Halloween disguised as George Bush and Al Gore, costumes none of the men selected on Saturday.

16.Belinda, who didn’t choose the Catwoman outfit, isn’t the woman whose husband is going as Elvis Presley
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17.The Littlest Mermaid costume isn’t the one Mrs. Lugosi rented.

can you please help me even if you dont want to give me them all, can i jus tget like a couple of the couples? please and thank you
i meant 10-30 not 31st
if youre gonna comment on it dont be a dumb ***. real answers only please.

Alright, i will be 20 soon, am size petite and i am 1m 56 tall. I tired of ppl calling me baby or saying tht am a ***********. I am at the university for my 1st year. Many times when i meet new people they call say they treat me like someone who is little or like a baby. I mean i do not wish to be treated like a **** or whatever but still am a young women, then WHY for heaven sake they treat me like this. I get red of anger when some of my relatives call me petite, cmon am not that small. Recently a guysaid that am like a baby…i wonder if that was a joke or somwhere he really means it. I am to be blamed if am only 1,56cm. Its sooo heart breaking when i get such comments, i do feel complex about it because my other friends who are much taller do get attention much more. I am not jealous but its as if am the rejected one. Please can someone advise me what to do or even tell me why is it like that…

my bf is a Mixed Marshal Arts person but he only does it for fun and stuff, but he is really strong and like this one time he was holding my hand for like 45 min (it was awsome) but the next day i had bruises from where his figures were. so here is the question is he trying to hide the fact that he is protective over me?
So like i am always walkin around and stuff with my best guy friends and stuff and he would randomly walk up and he would slowly get me to walk away from them. And if one of my best guy friend huggs me my bf will get kinda mad, and if i hug myt best guy friend back my bf will tap on random things to get my attention. if i say any of my exs names he’ll change the subject (even though he brought it up, like i’ll be talkin bout how weirdly Dom treated me (one of my exs) my bf would be like “well you know I’d never do that right? any way, lets go over here i need to get a book.(we were at a park and he had his book in is hand)” and when any of my friends get mad me he keeps me away from them thinken they are gonna do sumtin to me.
any who so is he trying to hide the fact that he is protective,or what is like going on? thanks

He lets me talk to my guy friends (and i guess i cant tell if my guy friends are flirting with me or not) but when my bf sees the slightest hint of them begeining to flirt he will litterly call my name (kind of in like protective tone) and walk over to me wrap his arm around my shoulders and be like “I won’t let any one steal you from me” and then he’d walk away. but he would look at my guy friends for a minute patt me on the head (cuz he is like 5 inches taller than me he does that just to be kinda flirty subtly). my guy friends would look back and when my bf would walk away they looked clearly intimidated by the way that my bf looked at them. But there was this one incodent when my ex came up and said ‘hey **** i still love yah, come back.’ i blushed but said no (i blushed cuz i felt awkward) and my bf was standin right beside me and he did absolutly nothing, in fact he knuckle touched my ex (he hates that certen ex)!!!! what was up with that?
is this normal behaivor? pleas answer all the questions that i asked in this if you can. thanks

Do you Love This one?.I Do

Celine Dion – “Because You Loved Me” &”lyrics”
“For You Philkillen …………. TY. ”

For all those times you stood by me
For all the truth that you made me see
For all the joy you brought to my life
For all the wrong that you made right
For every dream you made come true
For all the love I found in you
I’ll be forever thankful baby
You’re the one who held me up
Never let me fall
You’re the one who saw me through through it all

You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn’t speak
You were my eyes when I couldn’t see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn’t reach
You gave me faith ‘coz you believed
I’m everything I am
Because you loved me

You gave me wings and made me fly
You touched my hand I could touch the sky
I lost my faith, you gave it back to me
You said no star was out of reach
You stood by me and I stood tall
I had your love I had it all
I’m grateful for each day you gave me
Maybe I don’t know that much
But I know this much is true
I was blessed because I was loved by you

You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn’t speak
You were my eyes when I couldn’t see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn’t reach
You gave me faith ‘coz you believed
I’m everything I am Because you loved me

You were always there for me
The tender wind that carried me
A light in the dark shining your love into my life
You’ve been my inspiration
Through the lies you were the truth
My world is a better place because of you

You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn’t speak
You were my eyes when I couldn’t see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn’t reach
You gave me faith ‘coz you believed
I’m everything I am Because you loved me

I’m everything I am
Because you loved me

Beautiful thoughts.of You babe

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=9CkKuA86Mis

Thankyou

Sammie asked:

There are three guys in each paragraph im going to explain them.

guy 1: he is so sweet but hes 18 years old. he knows what to say to me. he is really cute,funny and nice, he also knows how to make me laugh.everytime i get online he talkes to me. he calls me sweetheart,babe,babyface,and hun. i dont like babyface so much but the others are really cute so about him..
*he has brown hair
*beautiful bright blue eyes
*tall and not overweight.
*loves to dirtbike

guy 2 : he is 14 years old we have everything in common
*orangish red hair
*blue eyes
*as tall as me maybe 3 inches more.
*he is really funny
*silly awesome type of guy
*plays piano
*plays guitar
*loves to run just like me

guy 3: he is tall but has achne on his face. he is a little over weight but he claims he is in love with me.
*he has blonde hair
*blue eyes
*a little overweigh
*great personality
*funny and sweet
*wrestler

which one would you choose
they are all great but idk i need help they all wanna go out with me and there are more guys but i dont like them like that what would you do if you were in my situation? HELP?

Girls, say your boyfriend of over two years comes up to you one day and simply says ‘babe, I just don’t love you any more, as you have gotten too fat. Just then a beam of light hits him and he is shrunk down to just a tiny one inch tall. What do you do?