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priscaTitle: Looking for a safe haven
Character: Zeke Tyler, Casey Connor
Prompts: silence
Word Count: 269
Finished: 27.09.2020
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Zeke narrowed his eyes. Usually, he had the bleachers all for him alone during lunch break, so that no one would take any notice of the dealings he made. Today though, there was sitting another student on a bench, a book in his hands.
The new boy, Casey Connor,“ Zeke remembered. A little geek; it had had barely lasted a week, and the jocks from the football team had chosen him for their next favorite victim. Zeke stepped closer. „What are you doing here?“
Casey winced slightly, but when he looked up and recognized Zeke, he smiled. „Oh, it's you.“
„Hm. Can I anything do for you?“
„No, thank you, I'm not interested in your Scat or any other stuff you sell.“
Zeke smirked. This was bold. Others would never have dared to talk with him like that.
„All I want is to enjoy the silence around here. Helps me to get ready for the afternoon classes.“ Casey continued. „But I don't mind sharing the bleachers with you.“
xxx
„Zeke, wait.“ Meat, one of the football players, stepped into Zeke's way when he just got into his GTO. „You were not at your usual place under the bleachers today.“
„Business's closed.“ Amused, Zeke noticed the panic rising in Meat's eyes. „At lunchbreak. Come to the parking lot tomorrow before school, and I will see what I can do for you.“
„Oh, good. Will do.“ Meat stepped aside in a hurry when Zeke let the engine roar. Satisfied grinning, he thought that from now on, Casey would be able to enjoy the silence on the bleachers whenever he wanted.
Character: Zeke Tyler, Casey Connor
Prompts: silence
Word Count: 269
Finished: 27.09.2020
:::
Zeke narrowed his eyes. Usually, he had the bleachers all for him alone during lunch break, so that no one would take any notice of the dealings he made. Today though, there was sitting another student on a bench, a book in his hands.
The new boy, Casey Connor,“ Zeke remembered. A little geek; it had had barely lasted a week, and the jocks from the football team had chosen him for their next favorite victim. Zeke stepped closer. „What are you doing here?“
Casey winced slightly, but when he looked up and recognized Zeke, he smiled. „Oh, it's you.“
„Hm. Can I anything do for you?“
„No, thank you, I'm not interested in your Scat or any other stuff you sell.“
Zeke smirked. This was bold. Others would never have dared to talk with him like that.
„All I want is to enjoy the silence around here. Helps me to get ready for the afternoon classes.“ Casey continued. „But I don't mind sharing the bleachers with you.“
xxx
„Zeke, wait.“ Meat, one of the football players, stepped into Zeke's way when he just got into his GTO. „You were not at your usual place under the bleachers today.“
„Business's closed.“ Amused, Zeke noticed the panic rising in Meat's eyes. „At lunchbreak. Come to the parking lot tomorrow before school, and I will see what I can do for you.“
„Oh, good. Will do.“ Meat stepped aside in a hurry when Zeke let the engine roar. Satisfied grinning, he thought that from now on, Casey would be able to enjoy the silence on the bleachers whenever he wanted.