Chapter 45 Kicking An Iron Plate With A Bare Foot In The Middle Of Winter (2/2)
*Oh come on. Who doesn't want to be a bit bigger? Not everyone was born with equipment to rival the heavens like some people.*
*Oh, you mean me then?* Kennedy stood up straight and bent her back backwards a bit, making her already giant proportions seem even more majestic. She had a smile on her face since she knew he would be looking over.
*Well, at least this one seems like she would be somewhat sweet and cute in bed.* Laz replied after a quick glance. Since he was offered a meal, he would be foolish to not enjoy it.
*Actually, I hear she's somewhat of a beast.* Kennedy replied back.
*What's this now?* La asked with a questioning look on his face.
*Well, the story is that she's got that cute look on the outside, but she is totally a killer on the inside. Apparently, her last boyfriend was only able to stay with her a few months since the only way he could get laid was to let her peg him first.*
*What does that mean?*
*Google it. Needless to say, she started wanting to use bigger ones and he couldn't take it. So.. you still want a piece of that action?*
Laz stood up straight at this moment and subconsciously clenched his cheeks after he came to a realization. Kennedy who was actually looking at him at this moment recognized his movement and almost broke down in laughter. He face was bright red and she did her best to hold it in.
Tommy was beyond furious at this point. He noticed they seem to be flirting with their looks at each other and although he couldn't have known what they were talking about, he simply felt like they had a relationship with each other behind his back.
As their coach got into position, every one crouched down to get ready. Blowing his whistle, he tossed the ball up and it ended up going towards the other side of the net. Across from Laz was another guy who was somewhat shorter, but he managed to set the ball up and stepped back. Alex, whose tall and muscular body was taking up the center position on the floor ran up to knock the ball over the net. Since it was just high school gym class, they weren't allowed to spike the ball for fear of someone getting hurt.
Alex was able to perfectly control the swat over and it was going straight at Laz. Laz crouched and brought his wrists together to bounce the ball up when he got a strange feeling. He noticed The Tommy was rushing over from the second row behind him, but he seemed like he was going to crash head on into Laz. At the same time, Jesse was right behind Laz at this moment and acting like he was going to get the ball if Laz couldn't. Although he looked focused on the ball he ket darting his eyes towards Laz as though making sure he couldn't back up.
As Laz stood their and analyzed this all in a heartbeat, he finally understood what these three stooges were trying to do. He had no room to back up, he couldn't go forward with the ball coming down either and therefore would have to stand right there while Tommy plowed into him.
Had this been before, he would have been in a world of pain, but he was very different now. Taking a few steps forward like he would set the ball instead of just knock it up, he brought his hands up and cupped them in front of his face.
Jesse had followed closely behind him and Tommy changed his angle of dashing to correct his course. At the moment when he would have hit the ball he suddenly took another step forward and swinging his hip, shifted his whole body to his right side. The ball then went straight past him and hit Jesse right in the face. Since he was only paying attention to Laz's position, he had no means to stop it as it smacked him right in the nose, causing his whole head to fly back as a stream of blood shot forward in a beautiful red arch. At the same time, Tommy who had only focused on Laz's upper body rushed over, he didn't see what had happened since Laz's body blocked his view. As Laz took another step to the side, he managed to move out of Tommy's way while Tommy couldn't stop his charge. Due to how close Jesse had been, his feet were still in the way. Tommy could only trip as he came flying forward and ended up landing face first on the hardwood floor before letting out a muffled moan. He had used his hands to try to catch himself and everyone only heard a somewhat nerve wrenching crack.
Curling up into a ball, he grabbed his arm which he had used to stop his fall and started yelling out.
”MOTHERFUCKER.”