Revising Still-2.6.13

Chapter 1
The Problem .._..

Ashton ran as fast as he could trying to get away from the pack of bullies chasing him. He knew he would get the worse if they would catch him, and it would not be good. Ashton takes a sharp turn around the house he was running next to, and crawled high up a tree. The group of kids turned around the corner and looked around for him. Then Ashton slipped and made a small yelp as he caught himself from falling. By then they obviously knew where he was.
They started to climb up tree after him, but only with their leader’s command. His name was Rodríco. The biggest, baddest bully around. He watched, as Ashton's heart skipped a beat. Ashton knew he was doomed.
Ashton's thoughts were racing as he climbed higher, out of their reach. Then he realized he could climb on the roof. He jumped, but slipped, but still grabbed onto the edge. They made it too the top and were reaching out towards him, he noticed Rodríco had gone and then noticed someone was on the roof. He thought it was Rodríco, so he half let go of the edge and half fell. Then soft hands grabbed his. They obviously weren't Rodríco’s. He looked up and it was Will. Will always moisturized his hands. He realized he was at Will’s house. He doesn't know how he could forget his best friends house.
Will pulled him up and the one of the kids started to climb but fell. His bright blue shirt had a red spot on it, and then he realized he had a bad cut on his hand. Then Ashton remembered Rodríco was wearing a blue shirt. He stood up and left. His “friends” followed. Will led Ashton through an open window, on level with the roof, and into the house.

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They were in the kitchen drinking tea. Will asked what had happened.
"I don't know. I was just walking home from school when Rodríco jumped out of nowhere and yelled 'GET HIM!' and I just ran."
"Where's all your stuff?"
"I've got no homework today."
"Lucky. I do."
Will grabbed his gray backpack and pulled out an unsharpened pencil and a pencil sharpener.
"Can you sharpen this?"
"Can I? Yes. May I?-"
"Yes." Zach cut Ashton off and handed it to him,
"Here."
"Fine"
Ashton took the small sharpener and pencil and started to sharpen it. Zach took out a big, heavy red book with a red rosé on the front. Ashley gave him the pencil and he started writing as he said quietly "Thanks."

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Ashton lay on his bed in silence and his mom yells from below.
"DINER!"
"I'll be there in a second!" Ashton yells back.
Ashton gets up, and walks down his carpet-covered stairs. It felt soft on his bare feet. He sat down on the chair he always sits at, at dinner. He started eating while her mom's favorite show started, "Wheel... of... FORTUNE!!" The TV announced. Ashton was very hungry after his long day at school. He ate his salad, and gobbled up his nice juicy steak. He got up to leave the table when his mother called,
"Ashton, put your dishes in the sink."
"Fine," Ashton said as he rolled his eyes.

Chapter Two
The Realization.._..

After Ashton had put away his dishes, he was in his room reading his book, "The Steak Hunt," a book that only relates to the title at the beginning of the book, and the end, but you didn't get it until the end of the book. It's one of Ashton's favorite books and its his third time reading it. He liked how the main character, Abigail, had lived on a farm and nobody but her neighbors knew or cared about her. Then she had a chance to go to the BIG city of New York. She went there and noticed how everybody wore fancy or business clothes. She had instead if just visiting there, her and her family moved there for a couple of months. While she was there she noticed that people made fun of her clothes and how she talked. Then she realized everyone else wore different stuff. While people were laughing at her in the halls at her school. She told turned, walked up to the bully real fast and said "I don't understand why you have to say my clothes looks funny when your buddy there," she pointed at one of the kids, "Has a completely different style of clothes then you. It's natural for people to be different so why do I have to be made fun of. Why don't you just make fun of best friend instead of me or least think twice about say!" She stormed off and got lost in the crowd of people.
Since there, whispers, rumors and jokes spread like wild fires, no one ever made fun of her again. In fact, they thought she was brave for standing up to one of biggest bully in the school. She goes back there every year, and that bully, Rebeca, is Abigail's best friend.
As Ashton lay in bed, trying to go sleep while think of how horrible the next day would be. He somehow got to the point where he was thinking of the book he had just been reading. THAT'S IT!! I can do what Abigail did in the story and maybe people might understand. Then he dozed off to sleep.

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He woke up to an annoying scratch at his door. He looked at his clock. It was 3:27. 'Why. Why does have to wake me up now.' he thought. He walked through the room in the pitch black. He could barley see, but could see well enough to navigate. He opened up the door and his little Cuddlepants walked in the room. He got back in bed and Cuddlepants probably went under the bed. After about a minute, Cuddlepants jumped on to the bed, curled up at the foot of the bed
and Cuddlepants out her paws on Ashton's feet. They both dozed off.

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When the alarm went off, Cuddlepants ran out of the room and Ashton jumped up and shut it off. He turned on his light and the room rid of the moonlight glow and picked up a nice dim yellow one. It hurt his eyes to look around he looked down instead and made his way across the room, got dressed in the clothes everyone seems to hate, and made his way down the stairs.
He quickly ate his breakfast, made his lunch and packed his bag. He had completely forgot of his idea last night. The only he could think of was catching the bus. He put on his coat and hat, said bye to his mom and dad, picked up his backpack and walked out the door, across the street, down the road and to the bus stop, and waited and waited and waited until it finially got there. He sat on the bus for an eternity before he finially got to school.
He said wave goodbye to the cheese-bus (that's what he calls it, because its yellow like cheese) and went inside.

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A few days have gone by and he has not seen Rodríco, 'I wonder what happened to him' he thought. Ashton had a reputation of not getting messed with, because he could beat anybody up in a second, but then Rodríco hides behind his gang and it becomes a hole different story. He doesn't know what he'll do about Rodríco, because one guy is easy, 16 or what ever is a lot harder. But then he saw Rodríco. 'Maybe I could reason with him.' He thought, so Ashton walks up to the bully and asks, "Why do you bully me?"
"Because your clothes make you look ghetto," Rodríco replies.
"One, Thats not very nice. Two, I'm not ghetto and I don't look ghetto. And, Three, Why do you have to make fun of me, for wearing different clothes, when everybody else wears different things than me and you?"
It was kind of like he wasn't prepared for the prey to fight back. Well it's high time they do. This means (maybe) WAR!

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Chapter 3
Prey or Predator

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Ashton got a couple friends and they stacked up some chairs and Ashton stood up on them and yelled out,
"Everybody of Great Lakes Middle School, pay attention! Raise your hand if your sick of Rodríco!" Almost everybody raised there hands. "Well today is the day when prey becomes predator!"
Everybody looked at him like he was crazy, but they still agreed with him. Everybody helped make websites and posters and hall-monitors and anti-bullies and they voted him out. He even left the school and no-one ever got bullied again, at the Great Lakes Middle School.

That their is the happy story of Great Lakes Middle School vs. Rodríco