Going to schoolA Story by Mip/John K. BrierleyBecause even heroes need an education. It's great for covers.
I want to never write again. I hate school so much. I'm only 14, I should be out being a badass.
August is such a b***h. Just two more hours anyway. get through lunch,, 7th, and 8th hours, and I'm home free. "Hey, Golden Banana," Ah. This prick. Jut because I prefer my own power to change my outfit doesn't mean I'm a banana. Jacob always says to remind the audience who you are. I'm Mip. I'm the son of Destiny. My powers rather easy to explain. I can alter anything, and I mean anything. It becomes a shiny yellow. I can make guns have unlimited ammo, small chains, small as in the small chain around handcuffs, into a 20 foot edged chain. Blade-chain? It's a chain that can cut you And I can change my own body, making my fists larger and more powerful. A lot of stuff. You can figure it out. So I make my own outfits. Out of other outfits. Generally gentleman's jackets and the such, I made by hair bright yellow and sticking up and my eyes bright blue. Now then. This a*****e doesn't like me for a lot of reasons, I can't kick his a*s without using my powers because I'm o small but still. I could. Easily. And I just might. "Leave me alone a*****e." I say. "Oh, someone getting brave." His cronies laugh. Three of them. I silently make my arms stronger but they're limited by a lack of growth in the arm department. I can maybe manage a one hit ko now though. They surround me while they laugh. These idiots are killing themselves. I slowly make myself faster. I'm gonna make a whirlwind of pain and misery and end it within a second. "I'm gonna shut that little mouth of yours." the a*****e growls. I punch him in the jaw, spraining it, followed by a kick to a cronie's balls, a double hammer to his skull. Next, I spin around with a very powerful backhand to three cronies, knocking them out. Then I sit down and look bewildered. I didn't move fast enough. So now I'm suspended for a week and August is gonna ground me. Lucius is right. She's a b***h. "
© 2014 Mip/John K. BrierleyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMip/John K. BrierleyDeadville, ILAboutI'm a writer with big ideas and no motivation to put them down. Hopefully you don't mind younger me's writing cause compared to current me's, it's ramen noodles. more..Writing
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