Of Mice and Men - The hidden chapter

George looked up from shoeing the horse to see the outline of Curley's wife in the doorway of the barn. They were alone. "what you doin' George?" she quietly said. almost in a wisper.
"working!" said George in a harsh tone "i work night and day,im working to the death uh me! Here is' all work n' no play!"
"oh hush i know, i know. I'm just lonely. The lights are on but no ones home" she said as she sat down so quickly it looked like she had fallen. 
"well don't come here lookin' for a friend! You're nothin' but trouble!" he argued. "take a hike!" he finished and went back to work furiously.
Then Curley's wife paused and locked her eyes on to George. With a very soft tone she asked George "Don't you ever get lonely? Cause Lennie can't be all that great to be with, you need a real companion, a gal like me" and with that George stopped and stood up straight. As he opened his mouth to dismiss Curley's wife he paused. Of all the things to try and converse about she chose to put down Lennie.
"I ain't trying to frustrate you. I don't wanna make you as mad as a wet hen or anything. You just ain't that bad when next to him, an helpin' him and all that. You're cute as a button" That was it. George would go tell Slim or someone before she did anything more to add to the already tense conversation. Without saying anything more for Curley's wife to feed on he began to stomp out. Just then she took hold of his hand "Where are you going?! Whenever i talk things go to hell in a hand basket. It's like someone let loose the dogs of war!" then she suddenly pulled him close and kissed him. "There! Now what will you go say? I could have you fired! They won't hesitate to leave you out in the cold! Better just fold up and leave now!" 
"Get away from me you witch!" George finally burst out. "They were right, when all is said and done you're nothin' but a tramp!"
"Don't you talk to a woman like me in that voice. Never underestimate the power of a woman. Tonight i'm gonna tell Curley bout all the things you did to me and tomorrow you be lucky if you see the sun rise!" and without anymore she fled. George sat down barely able to take in the events that had just unfolded. He would go tell Slim in detail everything that had just happen then go round up Lennie who was probably still playing with his new pup.

Grade 12

Finally. After 3 long years of stinky sweat, kissing the gym floor and countless balls to the face its time to be the best, to finally lead the team to a win. It's time for senior boys volleyball as a vicious grade 12 student. Practice starts and you put on the shoes you've put on so many times before, still wet from "hard work". To most the smell would be paralyzing, but no, not to you. The short shorts present the vampire like skin hiding above 2 months of summer tan. As the sleeve-less shirt exposes magnificent biceps made to crush grade nines. First you walk out of the change room and into the war zone. After years and years of running scared as 8 foot tall giants hammer missiles into the ground its your turn now. Run, Jump and watch as all others dive out of the way when your hand connects with the ball. Others serve lollipops that seem to pass themselves. Each set comes off your fingers and is carried by the angels to the next player that pounds the ball. The girls sit on the bleachers with jaws along the hardwood signaling time for a jump serve.Stand behind the line and take a breath and let all pressure escape you. The toss is perfect and you jump higher then a puma. With a perfect hit the ball arches the senior net and takes out kids like bowling pins. A gratifying nod is given by the coach and you know it's time for the game.

ME

If you were to look up Daniel Ford in the dictionary you would not find anything. Which is stupid because Dan the man is not someone to be overlooked. Born of a half Mexican, half Canadian heritage he has the speed of a cheetah and the heart of a hero. Trained to play volleyball with no mercy and do math faster then a TI - 84 + graphics Calculator. Some may say Daniel is exceptional in all areas. As a man of such fine tastes it's no surprise he enjoys the simpler parts of life, watching sunsets and long walks on the beach. Only to go home to race through the virtual streets of Los Angeles in adrenaline packed video games! He is a man so complex that not even Ernó Rubik the inventor or rubiks cubes can figure him out. His very scent attracts women from miles away like sharks smelling blood. Destined to become rich he plans to buy a crimson red 1997 Toyota Supra and drive off into the sunset where he will never be found again.