This is a collaboration between me and... Her username is so long I'll just call her Alana :3 anyway, I hope you enjoy it, I'll be starting it off -------------------------------------------- "Hey, bitch, I'm talking to you!" the girl cowered as she was shoved against the wall. The smirking guy leaned up against the wall with one arm, looking her up and down. "I said, do you have a boyfriend?" finding no answer, he shoved her down to the ground, "I'll take your silence as a no, then." The guy reached down and grabbed at her shirt, ripping it as she fought him. He finally pinned her down, most of the front of her shirt ripped away, his grin widening with every look. He reached in to touch her... "Hey! Get away from her!" a young boy, at least a grade younger than the assailant, was standing behind them, his fists balled up and his face in a snarl. The jerk took one look at him, sniggered, and got up. "Some boyfriend, isn't he?" the jerk said, turning to face the kid. He eyeballed him, and judging him to be weak, laughed. "This is your knight in shining armor? The cavalry that arrived? I'll finish him off in a moment, then we can carry on..." the jerk cracked his knuckles, stepping towards the kid, who balled his fists. The jerk again sized up the kid, checking for anything weak he could use. Finding nothing, he shrugged and continued on, throwing a hard punch at the little guy. But, the punch touched nothing but air, and suddenly he felt pain in his legs and collapsed. The kid was by the girl, helping her up, offering her his jacket, which she gladly accepted. A sudden screaming of rage came from behind them. "I'll get you, you little bastard!! I don't know what you did, but you're dead! Hear me? Dead!" The jerk was laying stiff on the ground, shouting threats at them. The two of them gave him a last look, the girls frightened, the boys cold and harsh. They turned and walked away I hope this was okay no awesome action yet but it'll get better
Hey, remember, this is only my part :3 just wait for her's and I left her the hard part of coming up with names
I'm gonna have to write the next part... Well, here goes nothing -------------------------------------------- After the two had walked together for a while, the boy stopped, turning to the girl and giving a low bow. "I must leave you now, as my house is this direction. You can keep the coat until we meet again, which we will." the boy said in a low cool voice, smiling at her, then turned to leave. "Wait! I-I never caught your name, and you rescued me, so..." the girl spoke in a soft, quiet voice, obviously shaken up. "Can I at least get your name? I'm Ariana." "My name? Of course, I should've told you earlier. My name is Roland. Roland King. Now we have officially met." he offered his hand to her, and she quietly shook it, watching him as he walked away from her, not looking back once. She then turned and dashed home, wondering why in the world someone was named Roland. Once home, Ariana immediately went up to her room, taking off the jacket an hanging it carefully in her closet, then changed shirts, throwing the ripped one in the trash. She opened her sketchbook, then began a drawing, which ended up as a perfect replica of Roland, standing over the evil boy in triumph, a victorious smile on his face. -------------------------------------------- Look, I know it isn't long, but I can't write this kid of thing. Just wait until Alana gets back and then we'll have a real story going
Sorry for not updating! I've been busy and school starts tomorrow. I'll try to update. If I still can't, I'm so super sorry.