Friday, May 15, 2009

Chapter 14 - Kyle Joy

The Kyle situation was getting worse.
It was now 3 weeks into the school year, and Conrad had not gotten to touch a magnifying glass once so far. Kyle Joy stole the entire box every day. In between classes, Kyle Joy would shoot rainbows at Conrad’s butt, giving him severe lacerations. And in lunch, Kyle Joy would always take all of the tea packets, sending Conrad nearer and nearer to Supul insanity everyday.
“Boqay,” Conrad said.
Finally, it was the second to last day of school before the one week September-October break. Conrad was on time to Noriega’s class, with Kyle Joy right behind him.
“Do you like follow me around or something boqay?” Conrad asked.
As usual, Kyle Joy did not say anything. Seething with anger, Conrad took a violent sip of tea.
Conrad got up to get a magnifying glass.
Kyle Joy got up to follow Conrad after he got up to get a magnifying glass.
Conrad growled.
Kyle said nothing.
Conrad took a step.
Kyle took a step.
“FREAK!” Conrad screamed.
“…,” Kyle screamed.
Conrad reached Maria’s desk. She prepared to be flung to the floor.
But he never bumped in to her desk. Instead, he stopped walked right in front of her desk. Kyle Joy stopped behind him.
Maria stared up blankly, her mouth slightly opened with shock. Behind her, Logan watched them intensely.
It seemed as though a battle was about to start, and they were both on Conrad’s side, seeing as Kyle Joy was incredibly annoying, and radiated rainbows.
The room was completely silent. They could hear Conrad’s focused breathing.
With no warning whatsoever, Conrad broke into a run, racing towards the magnifying glasses, slopping hot tea all over Kyle Joy’s face.
“BACK!” he screamed, growling. “BACK I SAY! You shall NEVER touch a magnifying glass AGAIN!”
Kyle Joy said nothing.
Maria and Logan stared ahead in shock.
Kyle Joy took a step forward.
“I. Said. BACK!” Conrad roared. He dropped his teacup to the ground in fury, sending tiny shards everywhere.
He whipped out a magnifying glass, wielding it like a sword.
“Conrad, put down your weapon!” Noriega demanded.
“MAKE ME, FREAK!” Conrad roared.
Maria and Logan shared a very special look. They had never seen the polite Conrad so… unpolite!
“Unpolite!” Maria gasped.
Kyle took another step forward. His rainbows were crackling angrily.
This may not end well.

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