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hey!!! here's chapter 6!!!! i tried to get it here a few days ago, but it wouldn't work....
Chapter 6: Easier to Run
When the bell rang, the other students filed out of the room. Mike stayed in the room, waiting to complete his detention for the day. Mrs Harrison returned with a packet and a piece of paper. "Copy every word in this packet and fill your offense in the blanks," She instructed. Mike set to work, silently cursing Mrs. Harrison under hsi breath. After an hour, he was dismissed. He walked out of the room, and was immediately met by CHester. "Mike, I didn't mean for that to happen! I didn't tell her you were sleeping!" he explained. Miek began walking faster as Chester's pleas became more urgent. "She found out on her own! I was defending you!" he called. Mike started running, down the hall and down the stairs.l CHester tried to catch up, but Mike was too quick. Mike left the school and sped down the sidewalk as Chester screamed "BELIEVE ME!!!" at the top of his lungs.
Mike ran; past street signs, people, cars. He passed Chester's house, his own, Mark's, Rob's, Joe's and Brad's. He didn't know where he was going until he entered a park and saw Dave's apartment complex. By then, Mike's feet felt like they were on fire and his legs felt like Jell-o. His chest felt like lead from running so hard. He pushed himself to run across the field, knowing Dave's apartment was a few feet away. When he got to the steps of Dave's place, he stopped. After walking up the stairs, Mike range the doorbell and leaned against the railing on Dave's porch. Tears started falling down his face. HE felt horrible, like death warmed over. Dave opened the door and stared at Mike. "Mike, you look awful," he said. "Come in," He ushered Mike in, feeling his body shaking all over. "it's okay, you're gonna be okay," Dave whispered comfortingly. "Why don't you take a shower; you're drenched in sweat," he suggested. Mike looked at him wearily. "You can sleep downstairs after you've cleaned up. I'll give you an extra pair of my clothes to change into. THings will be okay, I promise," "Okay," Mike whispered hoarsely. He followed Dave to the bathroom, where Dave shut the door once he entered. He undressed, turned the shower on, and stepped in. The hot water pounded relentlessly on his sore body. NOthing wanted to move, making Mike feel weak and terrible. He managed to grab the soap and start scrubbing his body free of all the things bothering him. THe suds disappeared down the drain as he washed. Two minutes later he was finished. His skin felt raw, and it hurt as the cold air hit it. Mike stepped out of the tub and wrapped a towel around himself. He then noticed that Dave had put a long sleeve shirt and sweatpants on top of the toilet. Gratefully, he changed and walked downstairs to Dave's room. His room was medium size, but was large enough to hold a pull out couch where guests usually slept. However, he noticed that Dave hadn't pulled the couch out for him to sleep on. "My bed or the couch; your choice," Dave stated. "What do you mean?" Mike asked. "Where do you want to sleep? My bed or the couch?" Dave explained. "I don't care, as long as I can sleep," Mike replied. "Personally, I'd go for the bed," Dave suggested. "It's a lot comfier than the couch, because the couch has springs," "Where'll you sleep then?" Mike inquired. "I can deal with the couch. RElatives usually take over my bed when they come anyways," Dave answered. "Okay," MIke decided, his brain hurting from the decision-making. "I'll sleep on your bed," "Good choice," Dave replied. "I'll be doing my homework if you need anything,"
Mike crawled into Dave's ultra soft bed and was asleep before his head even hit Dave's pillow. Curled up under the blankets, Mike was safe. Nobody could bother him when he was asleep. HIs mind was finally empty, his body was relaxed, and tears weren't forming in his eyes. Meanwhile Dave was quietly doing his homework when the phone rang. "Dammit," Dave snapped. He glanced over at Mike, but he hadn't moved an inch. "Hello, Farrel residents," Dave said quietly. "Dave, it's Chaz. Is Mike with you?" Chester asked frantically. "Yeah, he's sleeping. What's up?" he inquired. "His dad called my house; he's really worried. He thinks Mike's run away," "Run away? Chester, tell me what's going on," Dave ordered. "Okay. Mike hadn't slept at all last night because his dad got wasted and Mike gets worried about his dad when he does that. Then today, Mike fell asleep in the reading corner and that bitch Harrison found out and got him in detention for a week. I think he thinks I got him in trouble because when he got out of detention, he wouldn't speak to me. He ran away from me, and obviously he ran to your house," Chester explained. "Oh man, so that's why Mike was drenched when he got here. He definitely was exhausted too. But what am I to tell his dad?" Dave exclaimed. "I dunno," CHester thought. "Maybe you should wait until Mike wakes up to tell him," He paused. " Please tell him I'm sorry. I would never, EVER, snitch on a friend like him; he's just too important to me," Chester pleaded. "You think his dad will call here?" Dave wondered aloud. "Most likely. He said he would," Chester replied. "I'll tell Mr. Shinoda what you told me then," Dave decided. "Good idea," CHester agreed. "How is Mike, if you don't mind me asking?" "Fast asleep. He didn't even hear the phone ring," Dave said. "Good, I'm glad he's getting some rest. Call me when he wakes up, okay?" Chester asked. "Sure," Dave answered. "Bye,"
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Chapter 6: Easier to Run
When the bell rang, the other students filed out of the room. Mike stayed in the room, waiting to complete his detention for the day. Mrs Harrison returned with a packet and a piece of paper. "Copy every word in this packet and fill your offense in the blanks," She instructed. Mike set to work, silently cursing Mrs. Harrison under hsi breath. After an hour, he was dismissed. He walked out of the room, and was immediately met by CHester. "Mike, I didn't mean for that to happen! I didn't tell her you were sleeping!" he explained. Miek began walking faster as Chester's pleas became more urgent. "She found out on her own! I was defending you!" he called. Mike started running, down the hall and down the stairs.l CHester tried to catch up, but Mike was too quick. Mike left the school and sped down the sidewalk as Chester screamed "BELIEVE ME!!!" at the top of his lungs.
Mike ran; past street signs, people, cars. He passed Chester's house, his own, Mark's, Rob's, Joe's and Brad's. He didn't know where he was going until he entered a park and saw Dave's apartment complex. By then, Mike's feet felt like they were on fire and his legs felt like Jell-o. His chest felt like lead from running so hard. He pushed himself to run across the field, knowing Dave's apartment was a few feet away. When he got to the steps of Dave's place, he stopped. After walking up the stairs, Mike range the doorbell and leaned against the railing on Dave's porch. Tears started falling down his face. HE felt horrible, like death warmed over. Dave opened the door and stared at Mike. "Mike, you look awful," he said. "Come in," He ushered Mike in, feeling his body shaking all over. "it's okay, you're gonna be okay," Dave whispered comfortingly. "Why don't you take a shower; you're drenched in sweat," he suggested. Mike looked at him wearily. "You can sleep downstairs after you've cleaned up. I'll give you an extra pair of my clothes to change into. THings will be okay, I promise," "Okay," Mike whispered hoarsely. He followed Dave to the bathroom, where Dave shut the door once he entered. He undressed, turned the shower on, and stepped in. The hot water pounded relentlessly on his sore body. NOthing wanted to move, making Mike feel weak and terrible. He managed to grab the soap and start scrubbing his body free of all the things bothering him. THe suds disappeared down the drain as he washed. Two minutes later he was finished. His skin felt raw, and it hurt as the cold air hit it. Mike stepped out of the tub and wrapped a towel around himself. He then noticed that Dave had put a long sleeve shirt and sweatpants on top of the toilet. Gratefully, he changed and walked downstairs to Dave's room. His room was medium size, but was large enough to hold a pull out couch where guests usually slept. However, he noticed that Dave hadn't pulled the couch out for him to sleep on. "My bed or the couch; your choice," Dave stated. "What do you mean?" Mike asked. "Where do you want to sleep? My bed or the couch?" Dave explained. "I don't care, as long as I can sleep," Mike replied. "Personally, I'd go for the bed," Dave suggested. "It's a lot comfier than the couch, because the couch has springs," "Where'll you sleep then?" Mike inquired. "I can deal with the couch. RElatives usually take over my bed when they come anyways," Dave answered. "Okay," MIke decided, his brain hurting from the decision-making. "I'll sleep on your bed," "Good choice," Dave replied. "I'll be doing my homework if you need anything,"
Mike crawled into Dave's ultra soft bed and was asleep before his head even hit Dave's pillow. Curled up under the blankets, Mike was safe. Nobody could bother him when he was asleep. HIs mind was finally empty, his body was relaxed, and tears weren't forming in his eyes. Meanwhile Dave was quietly doing his homework when the phone rang. "Dammit," Dave snapped. He glanced over at Mike, but he hadn't moved an inch. "Hello, Farrel residents," Dave said quietly. "Dave, it's Chaz. Is Mike with you?" Chester asked frantically. "Yeah, he's sleeping. What's up?" he inquired. "His dad called my house; he's really worried. He thinks Mike's run away," "Run away? Chester, tell me what's going on," Dave ordered. "Okay. Mike hadn't slept at all last night because his dad got wasted and Mike gets worried about his dad when he does that. Then today, Mike fell asleep in the reading corner and that bitch Harrison found out and got him in detention for a week. I think he thinks I got him in trouble because when he got out of detention, he wouldn't speak to me. He ran away from me, and obviously he ran to your house," Chester explained. "Oh man, so that's why Mike was drenched when he got here. He definitely was exhausted too. But what am I to tell his dad?" Dave exclaimed. "I dunno," CHester thought. "Maybe you should wait until Mike wakes up to tell him," He paused. " Please tell him I'm sorry. I would never, EVER, snitch on a friend like him; he's just too important to me," Chester pleaded. "You think his dad will call here?" Dave wondered aloud. "Most likely. He said he would," Chester replied. "I'll tell Mr. Shinoda what you told me then," Dave decided. "Good idea," CHester agreed. "How is Mike, if you don't mind me asking?" "Fast asleep. He didn't even hear the phone ring," Dave said. "Good, I'm glad he's getting some rest. Call me when he wakes up, okay?" Chester asked. "Sure," Dave answered. "Bye,"
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