(Previously on Immortal Wars.)

Disclaimer: Immortal Wars was the book I came up with and wrote in high school.  I hadn’t even hit college by the time I wrote the first two books.  That means I hadn’t developed my style yet, wasn’t good at self-editing, and the story was fairly basic. So, you’ve been warned that this is the ultimate author throwback segment for my blog and will show my author origins.  FYI-  I put the first book (The Summoning) through a Print-on-Demand publisher and the second one (Light, Blood, & Tears) never saw the light of day.  Enjoy!

The game goes on for about an hour before the girls start fighting again and the game is stopped. Halfway through the game Kelly trips Delila, who in turn smashes her heel into Kelly’s shin.  Before the fight breaks out, Ed gets in-between them and is hit in the head by Kelly’s fist and in the gut by Delila’s elbow.  He collapses to the ground and neither of the girls seems to notice him wheezing between them.

“Game over.  We win,” gasps Ed.  Kelly finally bends down to try and pull him up to his feet while Steve starts laughing at the accident.

“It isn’t funny, Steve,” says Kelly.

“Yes it is.  I mean, you two just floored him.”

“Can you help me get him up?  Can’t believe someone so thin can be so heavy.”  Steve walks over and helps Kelly get Ed up to his feet.

“Serves you right for getting in the way of me, Blondie.  Why don’t you start thinking with your brain instead of another part of you body?”

“Do I have to beat the shit out of you or are you just gonna cry and run away, bitch?  Cause I’m ready to lay you flat right now,” exclaims Kelly.

“Knock it off, girls.  I’m fine.  Just got the wind knocked out of me.  It looks like Delila and Steve are paying for lunch.  Or do you guys want to play another game?  This time without making my teeth rattle,” taunts Ed.

“No thanks.  But next game I want a different teammate,” says Steve.  As soon as he says it, he knows he will regret it for at least the rest of the day.

“So I’m not a good basketball player.  Who cares?  It’s a stupid game made for jocks anyway!  All you do is try to get a silly ball into an even sillier basket!  I don’t see why you would pay anyone so much money to do something that a trained seal could do!” yells Delila while shaking a finger at Steve.  Kelly decides to stay out of this argument, so she isn’t tempted to slaughter Delila.

“First of all, this sport is a lot harder than you think.  It takes a lot of stamina and aim to get through it.  Second of all, we might have put the ball in the basket if you had stopped complaining about your stupid broken nail!  Nobody cares about it!” screams Steve as a sudden surge of anger erupts from inside him and leaves him feeling a lot more relaxed than when he started the day.

“Does it really matter? You both lost and you’re both paying for lunch.  So there is no reason to argue about it,” Ed interrupts.  Behind Steve and Delila, Kelly starts shaking head and putting her hand to her forehead.

“You keep out of this, Blondie.  I don’t remember hearing anyone asking for your useless opinion.  Steve and I are going back to my house.  Come on, Steve,” orders the rich snob with a loud snap of her fingers.

Steve gives about twenty dollars to his best friend, so Ed can buy a decent lunch for himself and Kelly.  As the two teenagers start to leave the park, Steve’s expression tells Ed that he’s sorry about the redheaded snob’s actions.  Steve and Delila walk toward her house and leave the other couple behind.

“I know I don’t have to say this, but you should have kept your mouth shut,” whispers Kelly.

“I know that I should have kept my mouth shut.  At least she left and didn’t stay to make me permanently deaf with her screaming,” says Ed as they leave the park and head toward a pizzeria across the street.

“I still want to know how Steve can put up with her.  She is so damn annoying and egotistical.  And she is like that when she’s being nice to us.  That girl is stuck her own fantasy world where she thinks that she is a princess and we’re the peasants.  Just once I’d like to shatter that pretty little mask and . . .  ”

“Behave, Kel.  The two of you used to be good friends.  Before I moved to Oceanhead five years ago, Delila was a good friend of yours.”

“That was before she stole my first boyfriend.  We were friends, but she wanted something that I had and Delila Mandervale III always gets what she wants.  Before you showed up, I was dating the captain of the lacrosse team.  Things were going pretty good considering he was my first boyfriend.  Then I heard that Delila was seen kissing him in the park.  When I confronted her about it, she suddenly took on the bad attitude that she has now.  And it was mostly aimed at me.  Needless to say, our friendship ended there.  Still, I do kind of miss hanging out with her like we used to.  I’ll admit that the friendship had a lot of positive moments.  I got to do sports on her family’s huge lawn and the workout room in that mansion is fabulous.”

“I’ve heard this story a thousand times, Kelly.  Why don’t we just forget about her for awhile and enjoy the rest of the day?”

“You’re right.  I’ll stop talking and thinking about her.  I promise.  Still, she. . .”

“Kelly.”  Eddie grabs Kelly by her waist and begins tickling her until she collapses onto the grass near the park entrance.

“I know.  I know.  Just stop tickling me or I’ll smack you right upside the head.  Let’s get something to eat.  I’m starving.”

With that said, they walk into the pizzeria and order a large pepperoni pizza with two large sodas.  They leave the restaurant about two hours later when the park isn’t as busy as before.  For the rest of the day the couple walks through the quiet forest and spends their time talking and thinking about their own future.