Nerd Vs Geek : Zombie Edition

One Way Out

♠ roach's point of view ♠

"Twenty-five years?!" My father exclaimed. 

I hung my head in shame, clenching onto the phone. I heard my father swear and punch the table. I looked up and saw his eyes full of fire. I had stolen from the school and also stolen from the government. That's what I hated the most about everything, I was trying to do something right for myself but now I am in jail for twenty-five years for stealing and from government property. There was that and the football player's father wanted me to be in prison for longer so they had told the court about my drug habit. I have marks all over my arms but it wasn't from drugs. I had bruises thanks to my father, I had anger issues because of my father. That and I think his son had planted drugs in my locker. 

"Yeah dad," I muttered. 

"You are a disappointment to our name, Roach." 

"You don't deserve to call me that," I growled to my father, "You are nothing to me. I don't even know why you are here!" 

"Because, son," He says getting closer to the window. He was looking side to side to see if anyone was listening. There was loved ones and friends talking to other inmates, a commotion going on at the end which gave my father some type of a go ahead to talk to me, "I need you to help me with something," 

"Why would I help you?"

My father gritted his teeth and got really anticipated for a second. His face was turning a bit red from his anger, his nostrils were a bit bigger then normal and there was veins popping out of the top of his well groomed head. I hated my father with everything that I had and I wasn't going to risk helping him. He wasn't worth my time anyways. What he said though, tore me into two. 

"I am divorcing your mother," He whispers, "I need her money and--"

I swore at my father and stood screaming at him. The police came to take me away, I was punching the bullet proof glass and trying to attack my father from the other side of the wall. The guards didn't care, they just punched my gut and told me that I needed to calm down. They put me back in handcuffs and threw me back in my cell. I can't believe that my father was trying to use me to get my mother's money. Is that all he had ever wanted from me is that? I sighed and put my head in my hands and felt myself losing all my emotions. 

What in the world does God want from me?

♠ peter's point of view ♠

"This computer your friend gave me is busted, lamb chop." 

It was Bobby, he was at my house, pounded on my door and threw the laptop onto my chest. My parents were gone, away to God knows were and I don't care. He was glaring at me with his busted nose and crooked lip and to be honest, it was hard to hold in laughter. 

"What's wrong with it?"

"It's showing weird codes or something. I don't know." He turned and left. I couldn't help but chuckle at this guy. Oh well, my friend got his laptop back. Maybe I can take it apart and see what was wrong with it anyways. I shut the door behind me and jogged up the stairs to my room and put the laptop next to mine. I logged on and saw what Mr. Popular was talking about. There was numbers all over this screen. So, I tried to hack it. Sure I wasn't great at hacking but Roach had taught me some tricks and trades about it. IT had a passcode that I didn't know. I know that there was a back door to the firewall but I couldn't crack it. 

Hello? --Unknown number

My phone went off and I wanted to ignore it and try and crack this code but there was something about that text that was drawing me to it. I don't know why but I wanted to know who it was. Maybe they could help me with this until I can go and see my friend in a few days. Roach had called me from jail and told me everything that had happened including his father's scheme. Told me not to fall into his trap, no matter how much money he was going to pay me. Roach knew how badly I needed the money. I was on my own half of the times because my parents could care less. Roach knew that I was desperate for money but he wanted me to work hard for it.

Depends, who are you --Peter

Peter? How in the world did I get your number?! This is Kaylee, from school? We bumped into one another --Kaylee

That's fine princess, what's up? --Peter

That's right, I am sly with girls. Sure I may not be the best of a guy, always doing illegal things with my best friend and getting into fights but that's not knew and another reason why people don't really hang out with us. The nerds, on the other hand, were a completely different kind of people. It was a code, in way, that nerds and geeks never hung out. Think of it like a vampire/werewolf thing. We didn't like one another and we were always in competition to see who was better than the other. Hopefully, though, Kaylee wasn't who we thought she was. Roach and I have always judged her because of her annoying jerk of a sister. I just hope she wasn't like that because I for one think that she is beautiful and fun to be around with.

I was trying to get a hold of my friend Ruby. She was new at school --Kaylee

Oh yeah, before my friend went to jail, he was talking about her a little bit. Well we were waiting for the cops. --Peter

Aw really? :D I will be sure to tell Ruby that :) But I am sorry for your friend going to jail. --Kaylee

Oh and hun, your friends number is one number off of mine. Easy to remember right? --Peter

Wait...how do you know? --Kaylee

She's my sister :/ --Peter