Star Force Gemini Chapter Four

“Shut your mouth before I fuck it.” Is what Ω said to his English teacher that got him kicked out of the class.
“He’s kind of a moron.” C4121205 says to his tennis buddies as they walk past gloomy Ω sitting outside the class smoking a lonely cig.
“Wait…” One of the tennis friends asks C4121205.” Carlos, are you telling me you actually converse with that low life…drugy!?” C4121205 thinks quickly to himself for a lie.
“Umm…well…not really my...uhh…my.” Then the idea hits him. “My dad started that huge rehab thing downtown, remember? To get the drugy hobos off the streets, and…uh…that guy was at one of the rehabs.”
“That still doesn’t explain how you know he’s a moron.” Another tennis friends asks.
“Sure it does!” C4121205 fakes a laugh. “First of all: he’s a moron for doing drugs, B.) He’s obviously crazy wearing those huge Ray Ban Aviators, and lastly, I had to do a public meet and greet where I had to talk and shake hands with all of those derelicts.” C4121205 clearly won them over with his sharp senses on fashion and his witty joke there at the end.
“You know what, Carlos.” A third tennis friend says to him. “You’re alright.” They all laugh.
“But seriously,” The second one says to C4121205. “If you did hangout with that Frank guy or this loser here.” [Jestro] walks past the group of tennis players reading ‘Love + Sex With Robots’ By David Levy. “You’d be out of the tennis team and out of a girlfriend.”
“Not to mention out of a future career!” The first tennis friend butts in.
“And that full ride at Harvard Law!” The third says.
“Yeah, see. We all hangout together because that’s our niche.” The second continues to say. “Its natural selection, only the strong survive.” They all laugh, but C4121205 is laughing for another reason; [Sir_Jestro], 김재민, and Ω could kill every damn person at this school, nay, city if it came down to it.
“You guys say this like I don’t already know it!” C4121205 says to them as they walk into the gym.
“We know, we know. We just have to keep informing you when you make little slips like you did earlier.” The second says. They look around the gym and watch the Gymnastics team jump around. C4121205 sees 김재민 stretching.
“Look at this silly little Asian kid, he probably joined the Gymnastics team to watch all the girls’ asses and such, but where he fails is, he’ll never get with any of them, why? Because he’s a no one; a nobody, if you will.” The first tennis friend says to C4121205, putting his arm around him.
“But how can you make such a blank statement just looking at the guy?” C4121205 asks.
“He works at that yogurt place in The Shopping District, he has no life, and he’s Chinese.” The first says to C4121205, which makes C4121205 a little angry due to the fact that he knows 김재민 is, in fact, Korean, not Chinese.
“Those are still just superficial assumptions.” C4121205 says.
“Superficial?” The third asks. “That’s what the basis of American culture is built upon; its image. The only things that sell are flashy, fast, and dangerous. No one wants to watch something slow and thoughtful, no one wants to hear something though provoking, they want it now and out of control.”
“Yeah, but…” C4121205 is cut off.
“Why are you defending them?” The first asks. “And why are you questioning us? Our world is different then the one they live in. They can ask all the pointless unanswerable questions, because their lives will never amount to anything. Us, on the other hand, we have too much riding on our shoulders to waste our time asking questions.”
“Yeah, I guess you guys are right.” C4121205 says lying through his teeth. “Now let’s watch these sluts jump around and shit!”
“There we go!”
“That’s our boy!”
“Fuck yes, I love hot girls with loose morals!” They all walk up the bleachers and take a seat.
“Ben!” The Gymnastics teacher yells from across the gym to 김재민. “Its time to show us those skills! Its time for the balancing beam!” She walks over to him. She’s an old Cougar, a woman who could teach a man a few things in the sack. “Now, since you’re new to all this ‘gymnastics stuff’ I’ll break it down real basic for you: Jump onto the bar, strike a pose, then flip off, land on the mat and strike another pose.”
It sounded easy enough, especially for someone like 김재민, who’s been training to be a ninja since birth. But 김재민 knew that if anyone saw his badass ninja skillz, his cover would be blown and assassins would be fighting him every second of his life. Kind of like that whole Bruce Lee thing. 김재민 walks in front of the balance beam, prepares himself, runs, jumps and lands on the bar, then falls.
“Ben!” The Cougar yells. “What are you doing? It looked like you just jumped off!”
“Well, I’m a track and field guy, not a gymnast!” He yells back.
“Don’t give me that!” She screams. “Now do it again!” So 김재민 walks and does it all over again, which throws The Cougar into a rage. C4121205 who’s watching from the bleachers is tense with anticipation.
“Do it!” He thinks to himself. “Show them, show them all!” 김재민 does it all again.
“Ben! If you keep doing this I’ll get you suspended from the track meet tomorrow!” The Cougar screams, this throws 김재민 into a fiery rage. That’s when he loses it. He walks over to the starting spot, does a spinning front flip onto the beam, strikes a super badass pose, then does a triple back flip off of the beam, lands on one foot with one arm straight up in the air and the other straight out, perfectly still.
“That’s better.” The Cougar says.
“Dude, this shit is bunk. Let’s roll out.” The second tennis friend says to C4121205.
“Uh, okay?” They get up and walk out of the Gym. Upon their exist, C4121205 sees [Jestro] talking to a skinny white guy with super skinny jeans on, and a big booty white girl.
“Yeah, Siffy Steve.” [Jestro] says. “I’ve noticed that your gun has a bit of a kick to it.”
“Yeah, a little.” Siffy Steve says.
“He has bruises on his shoulders, look [Jestro].” The big booty white girl says as she lifts the sleeves of Siffy Steve’s shirt.
“That must look wretched when you two are doing it, doesn’t it Trace Face™?” [Jestro] asks.
“Haha! Yeah, but I still love him.” She says. Then the two of them start to make out uncontrollably. [Jestro] clears his throat.
“Sorry, dude.” Siffy Steve says. “You were saying?”
“I’ve noticed your gun has a slight kick, which throws your re-aiming time off. You could, in theory, save up to .87 seconds in just reloading. Also, if you were to be using an automatic rifle, you would have no misses.” [Jestro] says.
“Dude.” Siffy Steve says. “I think you might be on to something here.”
“Yeah, you could even be king.” [Jestro] says. Siffy Steve freezes and is stopped by a thought, a life-changing thought. An epiphany.
“I could be king.” He says in complete awe.
“Carlos, come on!” The third tennis friends says to C4121205, who this whole time, was watching [Jestro] from afar. “What are you on today, and where can I get some?”
“Oh, just zoning out. You know, work, school, girl, all that.” C4121205 says.
“Alright, dude! Let’s play some tennis!” The first tennis friend says to C4122105.
“I’m down with that, now I’ll show you boys how to really be men, ready to get schooled?” C4121205 asks jokingly.
“Yes, sir!” They all say together. C4121205 looks behind himself for some reason and sees 김재민 sitting next to Ω also smoking a lonely cig.
“So dude, what the hell happened to you?” Ω asks. “Did you fuck that girl [Jestro] was trying to get with?”
“No.”
“Did you fuck the girl who’s fucking C4121205?”
“No.”
“Ew! You got C4121205’s sloppy seconds all on your dick!”
“I said no to that!”
“You did? Oh.” Ω takes a big hit of his cig. As he exhales asks. “Did fuck me last night?”
“Yeah.” 김재민 says with a smile.
“Fuck, dude! That explains why my ass was hurting in the morning! But seriously what did you say to get stuck out here with me?” Ω asks but 김재민 just looks off into nothingness.
“I’ll tell you what he said!” It’s The Cougar! “He asked me to forcibly insert the life line exercise card into my anus!” Ω burst into tears from laughter.


-Sir Jestro