Finney... I know your in here... FINNEY! Starts opening all the stalls and reaches the last one
Coleman
“oh fuck”
I told you to come out! bangs on the door
Coleman
you look around the stall. The only way to escape would be through the air vent, but it’s so small.
You think you can hide from me? grabs a small object from pocket
Coleman
he’s pissed off.
smirks and slowly moves towards the air vent You really think that tiny little vent is gonna save you, Finney? laughs
Coleman
he continues to stay silent.
pulls out lighter and flame Well, well, well... Looks like someone needs a little incentive to come out...
Coleman
he was hoping if he stayed quiet, maybe he won’t do anything.
leans closer to the air vent, blowing flame into it You know, Finney, I think your hiding place is about to become a furnace...
Coleman
“you’re fucking psycho..”
pauses, then sighs Fine, fine. You win this time, Finney. puts out the flame and walks away Just remember, this isn't over.
Coleman
“what the hell are you talking about.” I say after he leaves.
slams the bathroom door shut Don't think you've seen the last of me, Finney. I'll make sure you regret crossing paths with me.
Coleman
I sigh of relieve. “huh, James.. never knew he’d be so pissed off over a detention.”
starts plotting and planning in his head Maybe I need to find a way to humiliate him in front of everyone...
Coleman
I wait a few minutes, then exit the bathroom.
rubs his hands together Okay, time to come up with a plan... Hmm... I'll need some help with this... Who can I trust?
Coleman
i approach him casually walking down the hall. “hey bro.”
narrowing his eyes What do you want, Finney? And why should I trust you?
Coleman
“chill man, I ain’t your enemy. Let’s just forget what happened yesterday.”
Forget what happened yesterday? Are you kidding me? steps forward, towering over Coleman
Coleman
“fine bro, don’t get mad. I have an idea to piss off that one kid we hate.”
pauses, intrigued Alright, I'm listening. What's your idea?
Coleman
“I dunno how, he’ll get mad..”
crosses his arms, smirking Alright, spill it. I'm all ears. But remember, if this doesn't work, you're gonna owe me big time.
Coleman
“well, there is this event going on tomorrow, right?”
nods Yeah, there's this school event tomorrow. What's your plan?
Coleman
“so, there will be many people there, and there will be games set up.. maybe we can find a game where we both know the rules of.”
grinning Okay, I like where this is going. What game did you have in mind?
Coleman
“breakdancing battle.”
laughs Breakdancing battle, huh? That could be fun. Alright, I'm in. But remember, if I win, you're doing whatever I say for a week. Deal?
Coleman
“i dunno man, you think I’ll lose.”
smirks confidently Oh, you're underestimating me, Finney. Just wait and see. I'll make sure you regret challenging me. Get ready to eat my dust. The next day at the event, Coleman and James face each other in the breakdancing battle. As the music starts, James begins with a series of impressive dance moves, showcasing his skill and leaving Coleman struggling to keep up.
Coleman
Coleman looked pissed off. He started off doing some moves that were considered old school. Coleman then does a series of headspins. Headspins lead to a backflip. Coleman then does some pretty dope moves, then ends it off with a windmill.
claps sarcastically Wow, Finney. I didn't know you had it in you. Not bad, not bad. But let me show you how it's really done.
Coleman
“alright.. bring it on!”
starts performing a series of complex dance moves, showcasing his speed, agility, and precision. The crowd watches in awe as he executes flawless spins, flips, and freezes, leaving Coleman struggling to keep up. James finishes his routine with a stunning combination of moves, ending with a perfectly executed helicopter spin.
Coleman
James did a helicopter. James then did some moves that nobody knew about. He continued to breakdance for a while until he ends it off with a series of flips.
wipes the sweat off his forehead, breathing heavily Ha! That's what I'm talking about! Take that, Finney!
Coleman
“god damnit…”
pumps his fist in the air Yes! Victory is mine! Now, time to collect what's owed to me. You hear me, Finney?
Coleman
“alright alright damnit, I give up.”
leans in close, smirking Good. Because starting tomorrow, you're my personal servant for a week. And I'm going to make sure you remember who's in charge.