Post by Mr. "P.o.P" on Jan 19, 2002 20:56:57 GMT -6
Its Saturday morning and Derek Ashton is awoken to the loud buzzing of his alarm clock. He stumbles out of bed rubbing his head, the night out with the guys last night has left him with a terrible headache.
He opens his front door to get the daily edition of The Democrat and as he is searching around for it he gets struck in the head with the newspaper!
Derek: What the hell! Where do they find these punks?
He sees a boy wearing a red hat and a black jacket peddling away on his bike.
Derek: Hey! Get your little ass back here!
The boy stops and looks back at the loud voice. Noticing it is his favorite teacher he slowly turns his bike around and quickly starts apologizing.
Richie: Oh Mr. Ashton I am so sorry! I didn't see you, I got up late this morning and am behind on my route.
Derek: It's okay Richie. I didn't even know you had a paper route.
Richie: Yeah. Hey, Mr. Ashton I have been meaning to ask you something.
Derek: Whats up Richie?
Richie: Well I know this is sort of a last minute but I have this project for my marketing class. I have to find somebody to interview about thier career. I asked my Dad if he could help me but he said he doesn't have time. We are going to Atlanta on Sunday so I can scout out some schools. I graduate this year you know?
Derek: What school are you lookin at?
Richie: Georgia Tech to start. Well do you think you can help me? It won't take too long Mr. Ashton and I would really be interested in hearing about your wrestling career!
Derek: Well Richie actually I am getting ready to fly out to Atlanta myself for a match tonight. I am leaving in about 3 hours so go finish your route and swing back by. I'll be happy to help you out.
Richie: Oh thanks alot Mr. Ashton! Your the best!
Richie turns his bike around and continues down the street tossing papers into driveways. With every throw Derek can hear him yelling "INCOMING!"
Derek turns around, laughing to himself and begins preparing for his upcoming match.
He opens his front door to get the daily edition of The Democrat and as he is searching around for it he gets struck in the head with the newspaper!
Derek: What the hell! Where do they find these punks?
He sees a boy wearing a red hat and a black jacket peddling away on his bike.
Derek: Hey! Get your little ass back here!
The boy stops and looks back at the loud voice. Noticing it is his favorite teacher he slowly turns his bike around and quickly starts apologizing.
Richie: Oh Mr. Ashton I am so sorry! I didn't see you, I got up late this morning and am behind on my route.
Derek: It's okay Richie. I didn't even know you had a paper route.
Richie: Yeah. Hey, Mr. Ashton I have been meaning to ask you something.
Derek: Whats up Richie?
Richie: Well I know this is sort of a last minute but I have this project for my marketing class. I have to find somebody to interview about thier career. I asked my Dad if he could help me but he said he doesn't have time. We are going to Atlanta on Sunday so I can scout out some schools. I graduate this year you know?
Derek: What school are you lookin at?
Richie: Georgia Tech to start. Well do you think you can help me? It won't take too long Mr. Ashton and I would really be interested in hearing about your wrestling career!
Derek: Well Richie actually I am getting ready to fly out to Atlanta myself for a match tonight. I am leaving in about 3 hours so go finish your route and swing back by. I'll be happy to help you out.
Richie: Oh thanks alot Mr. Ashton! Your the best!
Richie turns his bike around and continues down the street tossing papers into driveways. With every throw Derek can hear him yelling "INCOMING!"
Derek turns around, laughing to himself and begins preparing for his upcoming match.