Union by John Darryl Winston

Author:John Darryl Winston
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: teens, teen fiction, action, Adventure, fantasy, hunger games, magic, sci-fi, Science Fiction, supernatural, Suspense, urban, YA, young adult
Publisher: BHC Press
Published: 2017-11-20T05:00:00+00:00

D looked at the man then grabbed her camera from Naz. She took a few pictures of the man and then a few more when the man started waving.

“There’s your first story: The Homeless in the Exclave, or maybe, At Home with the Homeless.’”

“Nice, but sadly our classmates don’t care about the homeless. It’s a societal problem, an Exclave problem. What does the Union student body care about?”

Naz shrugged.

“Hold this.” She handed her camera back to Naz. “Turn around.”

“Turn around?”

“Yeah, turn around … you trust me, don’t you?” She imitated his voice.

He smiled and turned around.

She unzipped his backpack and then a moment later zipped it back up. “Thanks.”

When he turned around, she was attempting to tear open a twin pack of Slim Jims with her teeth.

“Am I that predictable?” He held out his hand for the beefy snack. “I got a Snickers bar.”

“He can’t eat chocolate, silly; It’ll make him sick.” She looked at the dog whose tail was now wagging at breakneck speed.

“He’s a stray; he can eat anything.”

“Just open it.” She put her hand on her hip.

Naz finished what D had started, opening the pack of Slim Jims. He handed them back to her.

She nodded, taking one of them out and handing it to the dog. She gave the other one back to Naz.

“That was my lunch.”

“Well, now it’s your breakfast.”

The dog finished chewing, looked sideways at the other Slim Jim Naz held, and then barked.

“Tone junior says ‘thank you.’” D rubbed the dog’s back.

“Tone junior? I don’t think so … and I don’t think he was sayin’ thank you either … more like gimme.” Naz jumped at the dog, and the dog showed its teeth and growled.

“Naz.”

Naz stomped, and the dog ran off. “Tone junior … Tone would never run from a fight, and he’s five times smarter.”

“You’re twice as big as that little guy … and you’re cruel.” D pouted as she watched the dog run down the street.

“I was just playin’. Tone can take a joke, too. We’re gonna be late.” Naz put the other Slim Jim in his coat pocket, handed her the camera, and they started toward Union again. “So now you have pictures of a mangy dog; who cares about that?”

D tutted. “Those pictures were for me, thank you. You can be so …”

“So what?”

“So … so … forget it. So what happened to Soul’s arm?”

Naz started laughing. “He was bullied by a cheerleader.”

The rest of the walk, Naz told D the story Harvis had told him about Soul’s encounter with the two jocks and the cheerleader, embellishing on it where he thought it needed a little spicing up. D couldn’t stop laughing.

“I wish I could’ve been there with this.” She patted her trusty camera. “That would’ve made a great story for sure.” She stopped just before they walked into Union, as if she had forgotten something. “I got it,” she blurted out.

“What?” asked Naz.

“An idea for our first story.”

“I’m listening.”

“I’ll tell you later. Tell your coach I’m gonna be late for class.

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