Connor has crossed paths with Zack, the school bully. To make matters worse his best friend Wade has been drawn into the mix. Connor could make this all go away if he would just play the scared little kid like everyone else does, but Connor is different. He resents Zack's iron grip of terror on the school and he refuses to back down, even in the face of a certain beating.
Nick is new in school. He also crosses paths with Zack, but with a far different outcome. Nick's secret is the answer to Connor's problem. Why is he so hesitant to share it with his new friends?
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A great read for young adults and pre-teens alike, Tales of a Teenage Ninja tells the story of a young man who stands up for himself and, in doing so, stands up for everyone else who has endured bullying at the hands of the school tough.
Humorous and suspenseful, the characters are likeable and the story believable. A great read for the YA set.
Connor was fairly confident that no matter what he did he was going to get the crap kicked out of him. Fine…so be it.
Was he scared? Yes. However he wasn’t going to whimper and cry in front of all these people. He wouldn’t give any of them the satisfaction. If they wanted to see blood, they were probably going to get to see blood. The sheep, however, would not see him cower and beg for mercy. Not today. Screw that. Connor was many things, but he wasn’t a sheep.
Connor stared into the eyes of the troglodyte, calm, determined, and steadfast…scared to death, but steadfast nonetheless.
He took a long, deep breath before speaking, staring straight into the endless abyss that was Zack’s eyes. “You want my money? You’re gonna have to take it from me.”
Zack looked momentarily bewildered, as if nobody had ever dared talk to him in such a manner.
“’Scuze me? I don’t think I heard you right, worm.”
Connor steeled himself. “Well, maybe your head is too far up your ass to have heard me right. Let me put it in terms even someone with your limited brain capacity could understand: you want my money, you’re gonna have to take it from me. I’m not gonna just hand it over. So do whatever you’re gonna do, just get it done.”
That, it seemed, struck a nerve. Zack’s eyes widened, his face turned a couple shades of crimson. Did this little worm just say what he thought he said? Apparently no one had ever challenged him like this, and it took him totally by surprise.
Connor knew he had scored a verbal hit. He started to think about the Spartans standing in the pass, overwhelming odds against them, how brave they were. Wait…the Spartans all died in the end. Not a good analogy. Stupid Spartans.
Maybe Zack would just drop it and forget the whole thing out of respect for this little turd who was brave enough to challenge his overwhelming superiority.
Yeah…right. Brave wasn’t the right word…stupid was more apt.