A Fantastic Journey
Scott Reynolds put up his fists to prepare for battle. With an opponent half his size and an ego that doubles it, he was sure he couldn't lose. Scott looked at all his friends surrounding him then glanced ahead to see a sliver ring with black etching coming right towards his face. Attached to the ring was the tightly packed fist of Jeremy Hanes, which was coming right towards the left side of his jaw. Scott stepped right and turned his head left to dodge the hit. He watched the punch fly by him with the force of a semi-truck at 60 m.p.h. Scott could feel the wind by his ear as shivers went down his body.
"Well, you're gonna have to try harder than that, you dork!" mocked Scott with an egotistical tone.
Adrenaline was pumping though Scott's veins like high-octane jet fuel though a roadster.
Beads of sweat dripped down his blonde hair and onto his bulging temples. His bull brown eyes were bloodshot with anger. With every beat of his fiercely-pounding heart it felt that is was getting closer and closer to jumping out of his chest. He regained his positioning and prepared to fight back.
"Well come on, hit m..."
The crack of Jeremy's fist stunned Scott so bad that he couldn't finish his sentence. It caught Scott in his right cheek. A cry came out of his mouth that mocked that of a baby girl. His body followed his head sideways as he spun around out of control until he caught his footing again. Scott's eyes were crossed from the blow until reality finally came back to him.
"That was for pickin' on me in class!" shouted Jeremy. "This is for taking my lunch money!"
Another blow struck Scott in the right...