//------------------------------// // Dodgeball // Story: The Shimmer In Her Eyes, And The Sunset On Her Body // by MyLittleGeneration //------------------------------// Goodie, I thought to myself. How great that now I have to walk into a class that is more like hell. I don't know. Well, the world was really easy and nice to me, such as Sunset Shimmer talking to me, which I am very happy. So, I took a deep breath, and took it like a man. I walk into the locker room. Only to have my gym teacher, Mr. Whoopman, funny name, shows me my locker. He then hands me my lock, which I remember the code quickly. I then put on my gym outfit, along with some skinny kid with a big nose. "Hey, mate." he said to me. I responded with my hand up and waving it at him. "Are you new?" he asked. I simply nod. "Well," he said, putting his gym shirt on. "My name is Gavin, Gavin Creed." I then smiled at him, putting on my deodorant. "Travis Rayne." I told him. "Say, is this class any good?" I soon ask. He then gave me the look. "If you like dodgeballs in the gibbens, face, and even better, balls, then you should live life easy." He then got past me. I had the sudden shock. I hate dodgeball. HATE. I remember one time getting hit in the nuts with a dodgeball, and I also remember Arin getting hit with two balls in the nuts one time, too. Yeah, it's a suffering. If you never tasted the pain, you are very, very, very lucky, you. I then walk out of my locker room with my gym outfit on, and soon sit on the bleachers with the guys. Soon, I notice a real buff, rude-looking kid on the way end talking to some other kids. Well, I take that back, I mean, he can't be rude, right? Don't judge a book by it's cover. And across the gymnasium was Sunset Shimmer wearing her stunning gym outfit. Me? I looked bland. Stop thinking negative! OK, decent. I simply wave to Sunset, and she waves back with a little smile. She looks cute when she smiles. But, I'm pretty sure she isn't digging me yet. Yet. Soon, Mr. Whoopman, again funny name, whistles very loudly, like a drill sergeant in boot camp. His bald head shined bright as he spoke out loud that we are going to do, guess what, Dodgeball!!! "Everybody pick a side, any side." he shouted. And wherever Sunset went, I went. The teams were then even, and nicely placed dodgeballs were in a straight line in the middle of the gymnasium. I soon look forward, noticing the man who I called buff and rude-looking set his eyes on me, like I was his boney prey. Oh, and I might be. Without any warning, Whoopman blows the whistle. The game starts as the guy next to me, Gavin Creed, took a wicked blow to the shoulder by a really fat, alright huge, kid who shot dodgeballs like shotgun bullets. For example, when he threw a ball at me, I ducked very quickly, as I could feel a tornado whip over my shaggy hair. I prayed to god for that save. Meanwhile, balls were being blasted back and forth, back and forth, and back and forth. With Gavin right next to me, since I caught a ball thrown by someone, I throw it wild at the buff guy, soon stormed after he dodged it. Without notice, Gavin took the bullet of a sniper rifle into the head from that dodgeball he threw. "Jesus!" I yelled. "Gav, you alright?" I check on him, as he gets up, very blown out. Soon, a very grumbly voice was fired at me from the buff guy. "You're next, guppy." he said. I turned my head, only to see a red cannonball fire directly at me, and I squirmed, and closed my eyes. Dink! I opened my eyes, as yet I felt nothing. Am I dead? No. Sunset Shimmer was aside of me, as she holds a red ball in her right hand, and then twirls it. She caught the ball to save me. Whoopman blows the whistle and calls game. Yet, the bull seemed enraged that she caught his ball that was going for me. He pointed his finger at her, in which I got worried. I looked at Sunset. "Thanks." I complimented. "Hey, no problem, man. You're cool." she replied. Awesome! "I mean, taking a blow from Bruin really blows." she then said. Then, I gulped. Another game started, in which this time, it got crazy. Left and right, the man, Bruin, threw killer balls at all of us. Then there were three. Me, Sunset, and Gavin, who popped who knuckles. "Gah!" he yelped, as a ball flew by his face. "Yip!" he yelped again, jumping high from a giant dodgeball. "Kazoo!" he yelled loudly, as he bent back to dodge a ball, Matrix-style. But he said nothing when he got blown to the ground from Bruin in the leg. That must've sucked. He was in pain, and I could tell by his facial expression. Soon, I look at Bruin, pointing his finger at Shimmer, who is looking at a downed Gavin. As he threw, life went in slow motion. She looked in shock as the ball flew at her. Last time something like this happened to me, she was there to help. So I payed her back. I jumped right in front of her, preparing my hands, ready to catch that ball, only to yet jump too early, and yet the ball flies straight towards my nuts, cracking them. "Too early." I said to myself. I was going to cry in pain, but I became a man, and held my crotch, getting up. Like a hero. Soon, Sunset avenged me by throwing a ball at Bruin, and eliminating him. Soon, the game was over. Thank god. Gavin got up nicely, thank heavens, but me, I wasn't. Sunset soon picked me up, and looked at me, very worried. "Are you okay, Rayne?" she asked me. She asked if me, Travis Rayne, was okay. "I'll be fine." I said, holding my nuts. Oh, the pain. She was holding me like a wounded veteran, and we soon released as we made way to the locker room. I change slowly, and meanwhile, Gavin asks, "You okay on there, mate?" "No." I respond.