My secret identity by ryan bartlett
It served as one more reminder he’d be riding Jersey that night, it would be just as pristine as it was now. He was an aggressive player and wasn’t afraid to get dirty, but he knew when he hung up his His gray jersey, with Tacoma High scrawled in royal blue, was so clean it practically sparkled. When the team reached Garfield High, Bobby followed the guys into the visitor’s locker room and changed into To realize that in real life, it took time to figure out what you wanted and who you were supposed to be. Some people think when you meet the one you’re supposed to be with there are instant sparks. What scared Bobby most about what happened with Spencer was the fact he was falling in love with his best friend. On him and wanted to tell him to knock it off, but Spence made a goofy face and Bobby couldn’t help but smile. He was quiet on the bus, but Spencer was bored so he kept playfully elbowing Bobby in the ribs. Every time he thought he was over it, it snuck up with a vengeance. Was precious to him, more so than he understood at the time, and he could have been killed. Whether he liked it or not-but as he sat next to his lifelong pal, he didn’t think he could do it. Some days he agreed with Spencer-he had to use his powers Wrestling with the choice he had to make all week. Hour drive to Seattle from Tacoma, and Bobby couldn’t help thinking how much faster it was to fly. Bobby boarded the bus with his teammates and sat next to Spencer. To use the phenomenal powers at his command, he knew it was a conclusion his friend would have to make on hisĪ week passed, and the Tacoma Timberwolves were playing their last game of the season against the Bulldogs As much as he wanted to nag Bobby, to convince him he had When to push an issue and when to let something go. Most importantly he was very intuitive and keenly aware of other people’s feelings. He was aįiercely loyal friend, and the kinds of things that upset most people usually rolled off of him like water offĪ duck’s back. He might have lost, he wasn’t sure he’d ever use his powers again.īobby may have been the one with the superpowers, but Spencer wasn’t without gifts of his own. He’d almost killed Spencer, his best friend, the boy he wanted to…he’d almost killed Spencer!īobby promised him he’d think about things, but in that moment, holding Spencer in his arms and thinking what The accident scared him more than he could express You’ll think about this?”īobby helped Spencer to his feet and gave him a hug. Promise you won’t make any rash decisions. “What’s so incredible about nearly killing my best friend?” Bobby snapped. “Bobby, you can’t turn your back on this incredible gift…” Spencer started. “I’ll fly us home, but after that, I don’t know,” Bobby sighed. “They aren’t stupid and you didn’t almost kill me. “I almost killed you because of these stupid powers.” “If you say so.” Spencer continued to grin. “I wasn’t kissing you! I was giving you mouth to mouth.” He gently slipped his tongue into Bobby’s mouth. His friend the kiss of life he didn’t notice Spencer’s eyes were open. Spencer woke and sucked in as much oxygen as he could from Bobby’s mouth. Bobby sat up for a moment to see if it had worked, but when Spencer didn’t stir, he went back to work Bobby exhaled deeply and watched Spencer’s chest rise, his lungs filling He pinched Spencer’s noseĪnd pressed their mouths together.
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When Bobby touched down, he laid Spencer on his back and held his hand.īobby had never taken a CPR class, but he’d seen it done on TV hundreds of times. He’d hurt Spencer, broken him like a careless child with a new toy. You could go without oxygen before your brain suffered some kind of permanent damage. Wasn’t sure exactly how high he’d flown or how long Spencer had been unable to breathe.Īs he raced to the ground, all Bobby could think about was your brain needs oxygen. Spencer probably lost consciousness between fifteen- and twenty-thousand feet. He was breathing just fine, but he figured it was the result of the changes the Watchers Bobby kicked himself for not thinking about that before blasting It’s why airplane cabins are pressurized. The higher you fly the less oxygen there is to breath It’s got to be the altitude, thought Bobby. He wrapped his arms tightly around his friend and hurtled towards the ground.
If they’d been playing football it would have been an impressive tackle. Bobby closed the distance at an incredible speed and grabbed Spencer around the waist. Seeing his best friend fall from the sky, his body limp likeĪ broken doll, it terrified him, but he pushed the fear aside in the blink of an eye and rocketed towards Spencer. My Secret Identity By Ryan Bartlett Chapter 6īobby didn’t have time to be scared or afraid.