User blog:SirLinkalot96/The Greg Ryder Saga: Part 5: Chapter 13: A Strained Friendship

'''DECEMBER 4th, 2009, 12:20 PM, THE BOYS DORM. . .'''

Despite getting back to school, I was very nervous about seeing my friends, especially C-Money. I was sitting on the steps of the Boys Dorm having a smoke in a feeble attempt to calm my nerves. After I was finished with my cigarette, I tossed it on the ground and stomped on it just as Michael was walking over to me.

"Hey, what's up, homo?" Michael asked sarcastically. I hesitated and admitted, "I'm a little nervous to see C-Money again." At this point, Michael took a seat on the step beside me.

He put his hand on my shoulder and raised his other hand in front of him saying in a humorous voice, "Well, when a boy meets a girl. . . Nah, I'm just kidding." He took his hand off my shoulder and continued, "He's your friend. He'll be happy to see you again. Now come on, stop the water works. You look like a faggot when you're sad." Michael teased. I chuckled slightly to make him feel like he reassured me, but I knew that C-Money isn't gonna be very thrilled about seeing my face after that fight we had.

We stood up and proceeded into the dorm common room, where we ran into Charles. "Hey, what's up, man?" Charles greeted me as we bro hugged and fist bumped quickly. "Where the fuck is MY hug?" Michael asked jokingly, and we all laughed. We sat on the couch and just caught up on things, and I told them about my journey to Liberty City, and about my grand escape from the LCPD. They both started laughing hysterically when I told them about when I punched that cop in the nose, and I heard him swear that he'd fuck me up for "what he did to my face". May sound funny, but believe me, that was a huge mistake and probably caused the cops to really try and crack down on arresting me.

After about fifteen minutes, C-Money came into the room and Charles beckoned him over. C-Money and I made eye contact and he immediately looked away. He was still obviously pissed at me. Nicole then walked in, and she had a bruise on her face. Michael then adopted a serious, angry look on his face and she revealed that the Preppies hit her after she tried to defend Jimmy Queen from getting beaten up by them. Michael jumped off the couch and began to storm out of the room. Charles and I both got up and went after him, to which he turned around and stated, "I don't need your help, guys."

I protested, "Yeah, but I want to prove myself to you guys again." Michael stopped and turned to me, "Nothing to prove. Charles and I are no longer mad. Check with C-Money, he's the one who's mad. And Charles, this is my vendetta. Go to Jimmy and see if he's alright." They both split up, leaving me standing in front of the dorm, deep in thought.

UNFINISHED.