Date: Wed, 16 Jan 2013 01:49:02 -0800 (PST)
From: Sean Hoke <sneaker_master@yahoo.com>
Subject: From Jock Hero to slave loser : part one

From Jock Hero to slave loser
By Sean H (Sneaker_Master@yahoo.com)

Chapter One

       Todd Stevens was the perfect guy; just ask any of the girls that
wanted him, or the guys that wanted to be him. He was stunning, and yet so
very humble, yeah right. Todd Stevens thought he was a god among
mortals. This is the story of his fall from grace.

       Todd was perfect in a lot of ways, he was 6'2" tall, had chestnut
colored hair that had that look of not really caring about; that guys seam
to spend hours fixing, his pail blue eyes were like Windex bottles, his
smile was white and perfect. His body was a temple that every girl wanted
to worship at. Toned and formed buy not overly done like some muscle heads
are.

       Todd was also a perfect athlete. Quarterback of the football team,
and pitcher / captain of the baseball team. Todd lived sports, nothing else
mattered. Not school, not friends, really not even girls, nothing. I truly
believe that Todd was expecting a full ride to college or to join the world
of professional sports.
       Todd Stevens was perfect in one last thing too, he was perfectly
dim. I suppose that his brain was too busy memorizing plays and pitches for
his precious sports and that left little room for academics. Todd was what
he showed the world, a jock boy who had the depth of a puddle. I was sure
that his teachers were cutting him some slack, because of his prowess on
the sports fields, but I knew for a fact that one wasn't; Mr. Anderson, the
science teacher. I knew this because I was his teacher's aide and graded
the other class's homework and stuff. I knew that Todd was doing poorly,
his grade slipping down to the point where he might lose his sports
eligibility, something that would destroy Todd's world. I had actual
respect for Mr. Anderson, though I was sure the rest of the school was
pretty upset, no one believed the school could win if Todd wasn't able to
play. Finally Mr. Anderson capitulated, that is he gave in; Todd would be
allowed to retain his sports eligibility, only if he received an A on his
science project. Now an A on anything besides sleeping and lunch was pretty
much out of bounds for Todd. Whatever was poor Todd going to do?

       And that is how I come into the picture. I was a lot things, but I
was nowhere near as popular as Todd. I had my circle of friends, but not
the hanger oners that Todd and his crew had. I was working on a private
project in one of the school's science lab, when a shadow fell on the
microscope I was using. School had let out about ten minutes prior, so this
part of the school was pretty deserted as such I had the place pretty much
to myself.

       "Hey, um dude." A male voice said.

       "Either take two steps to the left, or three to the right. The
choice is yours." I said, knowing that three to the right would put whoever
it was back into the hallway. I had a feeling that whoever it was would not
want to go back out there, so after a few seconds the shadow moved to the
left. I let whoever it was stew for a bit.

       "So um dude what are you doing?" The same voice said.

       "I am cataloging these cells during their mitosis." I responded.

       "Um, what? Was that even English?" He asked I suppressed a groan of
frustration; I finally looked up from the microscope. My my what did I see
before me, but Todd Stevens in all his glory. I paused for a second, just
to drink in the sight of him.

       "Mr. Anderson isn't here; he is in the teachers' lounge." I
said. Todd looked a bit nervous about something; he was shuffling his feet
slightly.

       "I um, was kinda looking for you, EJ." Todd said. That was me, EJ,
Edward Junior to my parents; school nerd to everyone else.

       "Me? What can I do for you Todd?" I asked seeming confused; the
truth was that I had a fairly good idea of why he was looking for me. I
noticed he was a little sweaty, and was breathing a little heavy. He was
also lugging a backpack and a fairly good sized duffle bag, which I guessed
held his football stuff. The coach must have let him go early to come find
me, and he must have run the whole way, probably worried that he would miss
me.

       "Well um, that is..." Todd hesitated for a moment.

       "Spit it out Todd. I can't read your mind." I said exasperated, and
if I could it would be a very short book. Todd took a deep breath and
seemed to steady himself.

       "I wanted to talk to you about being my partner with the science
projects." He said quickly, I was blown away, not by the request but
because he hadn't uttered a single `um' in the whole thing. However I
wasn't going to let him off that easy.

       "That would be almost impossible since we have science at different
times." I said.

       "Well, um, the thing is that I talked it over with Mr. Anderson and
um he said it was okay so long as it was okay with you." Todd said. So much
for that, two `um's, guess he had to make up for missing one.

       "I figured you would have partnered with one of your football
cronies or something." I said.

       "Cronies?" Todd repeated a perplexed expression on his face. I
suppressed the desire to roll my eyes.

       "Buddies, friends, etc." I replied.

       "Oh, um well yeah, I normally would have but um I like totally need
a good grade on this project." Todd said. I knew that already, Mr. Anderson
had talked about how Todd would want me to be his partner not long after he
had given our young stuff his ultimatum.

       "How badly do you need to get a good grade on this project?" I
asked.

       "Dude, um if I don't get like an A on this project my life is like
totally over." Todd said, a bit overly dramatic, but I still got the point.

       "What would you do to get me to agree to help you like this?" I
asked, this was it, the moment I had been waiting on all day. How far was
Todd willing to go?

       "Um, anything I guess." Todd said, he was laying it all on the line.

       "Really, anything?" I asked with a practiced arch oh the eyebrow. I
held my breath as I waited for the answer, this was a huge gamble. Part of
me wondered if I wasn't about to get the crap beat out of me.

       "Um, yeah...I guess I do mean anything." Todd answered after a
moment or two. Success, I now had Todd right where I wanted him. "I got to
have you, um no matter the price." He added dejectedly.

      "Okay here is the deal; I will agree but only if you live up to your
part too." I said. "From this moment on I own you, you will do what I say
when I say it." I said.

       "For how long?" Todd asked, worried.

       "The project is due in two months, so that long. Every day that I
have to remind you of this deal, will be a day lost. Too many days and you
won't get that A you need to badly." I said.

      "Um...okay, I guess I don't really have a choice do I?" He said.

      "I suppose you don't." I said as I pulled out my cell phone, a few
quick taps and it was ready. "Now Todd I want you to say it, formally, I
will record you saying it and keep it." I said holding up the phone I
pointed it him and pushed the record button.

      "Um...okay, so like I, Todd Stevens agree to do anything that you EJ
tell me to do, when you say to do it, I will totally do it." He said. I
held up a pad that I had jotted a quick note down on so he could read
it. "I, Todd will be you slave boy." He repeated it automatically. I pushed
the stop button, and quickly saved and send a copy to my email account. As
I looked up at him again he had a funny look on his face. "A slave boy?" He
said.