Snippet #2472239

Another day of school, another day of mischief. This time, Erik decided to pull a prank of one of the school bullies that took a freshman's baseball. The prank went like this: a ball of fire appeared, which was shaped like a baseball, and it kept flying around every which way but loose. The whole ordeal scared the senior half to death. All the while, Erik was able to get the baseball back for the boy, stating, "Let's just say he was 'spooked'." Of course, nobody was hurt; it was all in good fun.

Along the way back home, he remembered the rest of the act he had to read. He loved reading, but the Shakespearean language was a difficult one. Speaking of English class, he saw one of his classmates, Lokianda, going down the street and heading to a more run down area. "What's up with her? Something bad happen?" Pounding his fist into his chest, he said, "Looks like Erik Monroe is on the case!"

Eventually, he followed her to the apartment complex she was staying at. She stays in this dump? Wow... how'd she end up here? There was a tree he could climb up to a window. Once there, he glanced through the window and noticed Loki on a couch in a tiny apartment, which obviously could only hold one person considering the size and space. She lives here by herself!? This side of town has got to be crawling with creepers and stalkers! ... Okay, technically, I am stalking, but not for perverted reasons!

It was while he was stuck in his thoughts that his foot slipped and he fell off the branch. He temporaily recovered, but while jumping to get out of dodge, he slipped, again, and fell on his back hard to the ground. "Ow...."