He said “Who’s boss?”

I said “ Boss, you were talking about boss being happy. Who’s boss?”

He said “I was hired by an olympic marathon runner named John Voy to distract you while he ran away.”

I got up and ran. I was lucky that he really trusted who he hired. He was jogging. I ran after him he heard me 2 steps before I got to him and he sprinted. I hoped he’d slow down because I got kicked in the leg the day before at school. I was extremely slow I felt like I had a peg leg. He was about 20 steps in front of me when I gave up. I was still wondering who ¨boss¨ was that’s when I got hit in the shoulder. It was John Voy. I leaped to trying to get him. I leaped about three feet but I got his jacket, my feet were dragging on the ground. I moved my hand to his arm. I grabbed his arm and pushed off the ground to get in front of him.

John yelled, “Get off of me you stupid kid”

“GIVE ME THE GAME!” I cried.

“YOU ARE A BRAT!” John yelled.

“WHOS ‘BOSS’?” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

“YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH” John screamed.

“TELL ME NOW!” I cried.

To Be Continued