Chapter 14: Stereotype
Grease dripped off Kick's pizza, falling onto the paper plate. Gunther had already gone through about six. Kick was on the phone with Vicky, he was gonna find his Jess. "Well, the way I see it, she's still in Lansing, but who's to know where." Vicky's voice echoed from the Hotel phone. Soft موسیقی played in the background, Kick recognized the familiar tune. He put his head into his hands and sniffled, a tear came to his eye. "I never got lost, spent years in the dark, you're here now my heart's unbroken." the ghostly موسیقی just continued to play, sparing him no mercy. It pricked at his memories, he thought of Jess, it was their song. He couldn't برداشت, ریچھ to hear it anymore and hung up the phone. Gunther watched from the other bed, he was obviously frustrated. Then, he did the unthinkable, removed his ہیلمیٹ and placed it on the stand اگلے to the bed, revealing his short, brown mane. Gunther could only stare,mouth agape. A tear rolled down Kick's round face, he pulled his legs into his chest and place his elbows upon his knees, letting them hang between his legs. "Kick...?" Gunther was cautious "*sniffle* Yeah?" "don't worry, we'll find her." he crawled over and put an arm on his back and patted him. "I promise"
Kick pulled on a pair of dark jeans, a blue tee and a red and white jacket. Never bothering with his helmet, he quickly brushed his hair and left the hotel, thankful that his parents were in a separate room. The wind hit his face, مزید chisel now from aging. He had turned 13 on October 17, he had matured greatly, no longer thinking girls were gross and had "cooties" he had grown to be about even with Kendall, being able to glare at her equally. He looked down at the سٹریٹ, گلی below his feet, standing on a ledge from the window.he spotted a low hanging درخت branch, lept, and grabbed it. He swung to the ground. Heart thumping, adrenaline pumping, the feeling he missed, life without stunts wasn't a life at all. He looked around, then darted into the darkness. Houses سے طرف کی the thousands he passed, it seemed like an eternity. Every now and then a dim سٹریٹ, گلی light would illuminate his face. Eventually he passed the courthouse, where a few teenage girls were talking. They exchanged glances and whispered something to one another, giggled and winked at Kick. He didn't pay any mind. Suddenly he caught a familiar scent, following where his nose took him, as if he were a dog. It led him back to the girls on the courthouse lawn, none of them he could recognize. One was draped in black, with purple skinny jeans on and black and green highlights. The other was مزید of a prep, she wore a brown coat, with a denim سکرٹ, گھیرنا and گلابی tights, a little cold for winter. The last was a tomboy, blonde stringy hair and baggy camouflage cargo pants belted up with a white belt. They each looked odd, almost like their faces didn't fit their stereotype. Nonetheless he kept walking, but lost the scent.
Grease dripped off Kick's pizza, falling onto the paper plate. Gunther had already gone through about six. Kick was on the phone with Vicky, he was gonna find his Jess. "Well, the way I see it, she's still in Lansing, but who's to know where." Vicky's voice echoed from the Hotel phone. Soft موسیقی played in the background, Kick recognized the familiar tune. He put his head into his hands and sniffled, a tear came to his eye. "I never got lost, spent years in the dark, you're here now my heart's unbroken." the ghostly موسیقی just continued to play, sparing him no mercy. It pricked at his memories, he thought of Jess, it was their song. He couldn't برداشت, ریچھ to hear it anymore and hung up the phone. Gunther watched from the other bed, he was obviously frustrated. Then, he did the unthinkable, removed his ہیلمیٹ and placed it on the stand اگلے to the bed, revealing his short, brown mane. Gunther could only stare,mouth agape. A tear rolled down Kick's round face, he pulled his legs into his chest and place his elbows upon his knees, letting them hang between his legs. "Kick...?" Gunther was cautious "*sniffle* Yeah?" "don't worry, we'll find her." he crawled over and put an arm on his back and patted him. "I promise"
Kick pulled on a pair of dark jeans, a blue tee and a red and white jacket. Never bothering with his helmet, he quickly brushed his hair and left the hotel, thankful that his parents were in a separate room. The wind hit his face, مزید chisel now from aging. He had turned 13 on October 17, he had matured greatly, no longer thinking girls were gross and had "cooties" he had grown to be about even with Kendall, being able to glare at her equally. He looked down at the سٹریٹ, گلی below his feet, standing on a ledge from the window.he spotted a low hanging درخت branch, lept, and grabbed it. He swung to the ground. Heart thumping, adrenaline pumping, the feeling he missed, life without stunts wasn't a life at all. He looked around, then darted into the darkness. Houses سے طرف کی the thousands he passed, it seemed like an eternity. Every now and then a dim سٹریٹ, گلی light would illuminate his face. Eventually he passed the courthouse, where a few teenage girls were talking. They exchanged glances and whispered something to one another, giggled and winked at Kick. He didn't pay any mind. Suddenly he caught a familiar scent, following where his nose took him, as if he were a dog. It led him back to the girls on the courthouse lawn, none of them he could recognize. One was draped in black, with purple skinny jeans on and black and green highlights. The other was مزید of a prep, she wore a brown coat, with a denim سکرٹ, گھیرنا and گلابی tights, a little cold for winter. The last was a tomboy, blonde stringy hair and baggy camouflage cargo pants belted up with a white belt. They each looked odd, almost like their faces didn't fit their stereotype. Nonetheless he kept walking, but lost the scent.
Gunther thought it looked creepy outside, which made him rather stay in the hotel until morning.
"Kick, I don't wanna go out there. It looks creepy." Kick just ignored him and dragged him outside.
"If آپ ever want to see your parents again, we have to go now. We stayed here too long."
"Fine....... I just know something bad's going to happen....." Gunther mumbled timidly.
"Can we-"
"Gunther, I knew آپ were gonna say that, so I brought doughnuts."
"WOOHOO!" Gunther started stuffing his face. Kick had a doughnut. After walking a few miles they set up a tent and went to sleep.
"Kick, I don't wanna go out there. It looks creepy." Kick just ignored him and dragged him outside.
"If آپ ever want to see your parents again, we have to go now. We stayed here too long."
"Fine....... I just know something bad's going to happen....." Gunther mumbled timidly.
"Can we-"
"Gunther, I knew آپ were gonna say that, so I brought doughnuts."
"WOOHOO!" Gunther started stuffing his face. Kick had a doughnut. After walking a few miles they set up a tent and went to sleep.
Kick and Gunther were in the car with Brianna and Brad, on their way to a campsite surrounded سے طرف کی the wilderness.
"Just a few مزید hours, kids!" Denise said, excited. Kick sighed, not that excited about where they were going.
Gunther patted Kick on the back. "What's wrong, Kick?"
"Remember last time?...... It's just........ I don't want to go through all that again. Plus, آپ almost died and آپ don't want that to happen, right?"
"Of cour-"
"This time stay away from high up ledges, okay?"
"Sure." Gunther was a little worried now. What IF something happened to himself یا Kick? Gunther knew he would have to be مزید careful than usual. For some strange reason, it seemed liked going on a road trip wasn't the only thing Kick was stressed out about. He wanted to know more.
"Hold on guys. We're almost there. We have to stop for gas." Harry کہا with a booming voice.
"Just a few مزید hours, kids!" Denise said, excited. Kick sighed, not that excited about where they were going.
Gunther patted Kick on the back. "What's wrong, Kick?"
"Remember last time?...... It's just........ I don't want to go through all that again. Plus, آپ almost died and آپ don't want that to happen, right?"
"Of cour-"
"This time stay away from high up ledges, okay?"
"Sure." Gunther was a little worried now. What IF something happened to himself یا Kick? Gunther knew he would have to be مزید careful than usual. For some strange reason, it seemed liked going on a road trip wasn't the only thing Kick was stressed out about. He wanted to know more.
"Hold on guys. We're almost there. We have to stop for gas." Harry کہا with a booming voice.
Gunther put Kick down in the tent.
"I think I accidentally whipped him in the face with my stick...." He started panicking. He began to wonder what he would do if Kick was........... dead. He doubts he could ever live without Kick. Even if that did happen, he'd make it ہوم for Kick. To say they survived..... at least one of them. Gunther wanted to cry, but knew everything would be okay. He just layed there with Kick in the tent the whole day, until something occurred to him.
"I know! I'll get Cheetah Chug XE!"
Making sure he had money, he darted off to a nearby store and immediately came back with some Cheetah Chug XE. After he made Kick drink some, he was astonished.
Gunther couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"I think I accidentally whipped him in the face with my stick...." He started panicking. He began to wonder what he would do if Kick was........... dead. He doubts he could ever live without Kick. Even if that did happen, he'd make it ہوم for Kick. To say they survived..... at least one of them. Gunther wanted to cry, but knew everything would be okay. He just layed there with Kick in the tent the whole day, until something occurred to him.
"I know! I'll get Cheetah Chug XE!"
Making sure he had money, he darted off to a nearby store and immediately came back with some Cheetah Chug XE. After he made Kick drink some, he was astonished.
Gunther couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Gunther?......... Are آپ okay?"
"I dunno....." Gunther's voice trailed off. He was half knocked out.
"..... Are آپ sure?"
"Yeah, suuuuuuuuuuure....." Kick looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Can آپ even walk?" Gunther got up with no problem, but felt a sharp pain in one of his legs. But he was still able to stand.
"Yeah, see? I'm fine. I just have a sharp pain in my leg."
"Come on, Gunther. Let's get some rest." Gunther already fell asleep اگلے to Kick. After putting up the mini tent, Kick dragged Gunther in سے طرف کی his arms, so he wouldn't hurt his leg from pulling on it. The اگلے morning, Gunther got up, and looked for gigantic sticks because he was board. He found a big stick.
Just when Kick woke up, Gunther yelled "Hey, Kick! Look at this!........
Kick? Kick?!" Kick didn't answer.
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of you." Gunther said, hugging Kick and rubbing his helmet.
"I dunno....." Gunther's voice trailed off. He was half knocked out.
"..... Are آپ sure?"
"Yeah, suuuuuuuuuuure....." Kick looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Can آپ even walk?" Gunther got up with no problem, but felt a sharp pain in one of his legs. But he was still able to stand.
"Yeah, see? I'm fine. I just have a sharp pain in my leg."
"Come on, Gunther. Let's get some rest." Gunther already fell asleep اگلے to Kick. After putting up the mini tent, Kick dragged Gunther in سے طرف کی his arms, so he wouldn't hurt his leg from pulling on it. The اگلے morning, Gunther got up, and looked for gigantic sticks because he was board. He found a big stick.
Just when Kick woke up, Gunther yelled "Hey, Kick! Look at this!........
Kick? Kick?!" Kick didn't answer.
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of you." Gunther said, hugging Kick and rubbing his helmet.