leajean17
The basketball boys were gathered around, waiting for the three point contest to begin. The coach appeared and stepped in front of the boys. "This is going to be easy boys. Just put the ball in the hoop. Don't let me down. This decides your future."
"Could you change the channel please? I don't want to know how old monkeys are when they start to go hunting." Luke said, talking to Michael who wasn't even paying attention to what was on the television screen.
"Help me! Somebody help me!" He cried as he held his best friend in his arms.
"You have to make it. You have to stay strong for me. I'm not letting you die." He kept repeating, to both himself and the body laying in his lap.
"I'm headed straight for the castle," Luke sang at the top of his lungs. He was dancing around the living room, not even noticing Michael watching him from the doorway.
Luke moved along to the music as Michael smiled at him lovingly.
There was flour everywhere! The floor was covered in the soft, white powder. Surprisingly, the bowl where it was all supposed to go, had received none of the flour.
I heard a giggle come from the other room.