The Lust Of Pride

Chapter 4

18-year-old Zane Mayton, a young boy dashing as a horse, dedicated and devout to his dreams and art, but careless enough for his grades to easily fall apart, slept like a log as the sun rises and touches his skin, clueless of what day it is and what it had in store for him.

Continuing to lay down in his bed, as comfortable as it allows him to, like a baby snoozing in his crib, but as the clock strikes 8, it rings, waking him up.

As he stood up and sat on his bed, yawning and stretching his arms as high as his head, he then got up, and walked towards his bedroom door, stepping outside, and head towards the kitchen.

After slowly walking down the stairs, he saw his mother making breakfast, and sat at the table, laying his head down.

“Good morning dear”, his mother greeted him.

“Morning mom”, he replied in a tired voice.

His mother placed a plate of pancakes, bacon, and a cup of coffee, Zane mustered enough strength to move his hand, grabbing the cup, putting his lips, and took a sip,

“Ahh…that’s the stuff”, He said as the flavor of the caffeine, soothed his body and mind.

His mother sat at the table, eating her breakfast, then spoke to him, “Are you ready for your first day in senior high dear?”.

Zane kept taking small sips of the coffee, then finally replied, “Oh yeah…I forgot about that”.

“I already prepared your things for school, they’re on the couch”, His mother said in a happy tone.

Zane thanked her mother and continued to drink the coffee, but as he took one sip, he glanced at a window, seeing several cars stuck in traffic, he asked his mother,

“Mom, what time is it?”.

His mother looked at her watch, and replied, “It's 8:30 dear”.

“Oh….WHAT!!!”, he gasped and quickly drank the coffee and ate his breakfast.

He then ran to the bathroom, took off his clothes, and showered in a hurry. He then dried up and quickly wore the clothes he saw first, ran down the stairs, getting his stuff, and waved goodbye to his mother.

He sprinted out of the house, heading towards the subway, running down the stairs, seeing people entering the subway train, and as he raced towards the door, it closes at the last second,

Leaving Zane with nothing but his bag, standing amidst the crowd, disappointed at himself, but when he caught a glimpse of the time, seeing that he has 24 minutes at his disposal, he grabs hold of his bag, and rushed towards the stairs,

Going up towards the streets, and saw all the cars stuck in the traffic, seeing no other way to steadily proceed, he dashed into the heart of the traffic, passing through the cars by sliding on them,

Breaking several hood ornaments, particularly one car that appeared to be a limo, in which he was berated by the driver as he passed by, but being his mind set to reach the school, he ignored him.

Sprinting like a horse in a derby, he ran and ran as fast as his legs made him to, ignoring the sore pain, and continued. Charging into crowds of people, passing through a number of cars, and dashing into alleyways, gasping for air as he sprinted towards his goal,

Arriving at the gates, trying to open but was locked and could not get in, and as he kept trying to open the gate, he said to himself,

“s**t s**t s**t!!! Don’t do this to me gate”. After swearing at the gate, He looked at his surroundings.

Searching for another way, he saw a van heading towards the back gate of the gym, thinking to himself, “If I could get on the van somehow, I can pass through the back entrance, and make a detour through the gym”.

He patiently waited as the van was about to turn, and he then quickly grab hold onto the side of the van and stayed there silently as the van entered the back gate.  

As the van stopped, the driver got out of the seat, and went towards the back of the van, unpacking the cargo. Zane saw this opportunity, and slowly sneaked into the gym, passing by the garbage disposal, and into the lockers,

But as he was about to leave the room, a few students entered, chatting and bickering, Zane hastily dived into a locker filled with towels and shampoo.

He quietly waited for the students to leave, hoping that none of them would even notice the locker that he was in, but as he silently waited, he overheard one of the students, saying,

“I’m going to take a shower, I’ll see you guys a lunch”.

Zane started to sweat as the very sound of those words entered his mind, observing the student as she laid down her bag on the bench and turned towards the locker, approaching it as he waited for his time to be expelled.

The girl reached in her pocket, revealing a key, inserting it in the locker, unlocking it while Zane panicked in fear. Putting away the key as she grabs hold onto the handle, opening the locker, but before Zane was about to be seen, the girl stopped, as an echo was heard throughout the school,

The sound of the bell.

The girl then said to herself,

“Oh, I guess the shower has to wait”, she grabbed her bag and left the room.

Zane let out a sigh of relief, stepping outside the locker, “That was close”, he muttered to himself.

He then ran out of the room, and into the gym, seeing the exit, “Almost there”.

He quickly headed towards it, but as he reached the opened exit doors, he crashed into another student, making both him and the other student fall,

“Who…has the f*****g NERVE!!!”, the other student shouted,

While Zane tried to regain his sight, and when he did, he looked up, facing towards the student, catching the sight of a ginger long hair, a red thick lipstick, and the face of an angered b***h, Daisy.

“Why if it isn’t Zane Mayton, this is the last time that I’m going to let you go and ruin my MAKEUP!!! I will lay down every punishment this school has to offer, never-ending detention, failing grades, and the best of all EXPULSION!!! YOU WILL PA-“,

Before Daisy was finish berating him, Zane interruptingly passed by her running, ignoring most of what she said, and continued to head towards his class, while Daisy shouted from a distance,

“GET BACK HERE YOU SON OF A BIIITCHHH!!!”.

Zane rushed through the halls, avoiding any hall monitors, and as he was drawing near the class, he overheard the teacher,

“Miss Myers, why don’t you introduce yourself to the class”.

Zane quickly turned a corner, continuing to run, about to enter the room.

“Good morning everyone, my name I-“.

Zane finally arrived, breathing heavily as his legs turned sore, “Sorry, I’m Late!!!”, he apologized to the class.

“Mr. Mayton, even on the first day of senior high, you still arrive late!!!”. Mr. Thorn yelled at Zane.

“Yeah Yeah, Bite me”. Zane replied,

Mr. Thorn calmed himself down and told Zane, “I guess habits don’t change overnight, -sighs- we have waster enough time, Miss Myers we will continue your introduction another time”

“But I-“

“You can take your seat now Zane, and I expect a change of behavior”, Mr. Thorn said.

“Yeah Yeah,” Zane replied as he walked towards his seat.

Laying down all his things and sat on his chair, exhausted and sore, thought to himself,

“Thank god, I made it”.

But in his state of relief and joy, he noticed that a girl was giving him an evil glare, making him feel nervous and confused, thinking to himself

“What the heck is her problem?.