The Spin Club (Now with a fully realized storyline!)

[Babymullet Ver 9.8]

Hello!

Alright, so the first time writing this story went straight down the looper, so I went back and rewrote the entire first chapter, and while I was doing so I envisioned the rest of the story, and now I'm much more satisfied with the writing and whole storyline.

But first, I need to re-explain a part of the story that will at first seem confusing, poi. First a picture of a poi leash.



Ta-da! Poi! Now I explain where poi came from, and what to do with a poi in the story, for now all you need to know is that poi is a style of dance done with weights attached to the end of chains. Since it is a style of dance, it is very difficult to write. I could take the same scene and do it a hundred different ways, and you would still be confused. So if the dance sections of the story confuse you, just skip along till you get to the dialog part.

I needed some practice on my action scenes in order to make Treehouse part 2 really freaking awesome. One final thing, the use of the word poi can refer to three things.

1) The style of dance.
2) The 'head' of the spinning thing.
3) The 'leash' of the spinning thing.

I use poi in all of these definitions during the dance sequences, which most likely will lead to some more confusion. Again, these parts are not vital to the story and are not required to be read, I would appreciate any comments you have on the scenes however.

The Spin Club: Chapter 1.

“Hey Zack” I said.

“Hey Ryan” Zack answered.

The two of us walked into the deserted gym and began moving into a set of rather perfunctory movements. Zack walked over to a panel in the wall, opened it, and flipped off several switches. Immediately the massive floodlights hanging overhead turned off, although they still left behind a residual glow.

Meanwhile I was placing a small box on the ground, flipping a switch and turning a few dials till it gave a soft green glow. Reaching into my pocket I placed my iPod into a holster on the stereo and slowly began scrolling through the songs on it.

“So how should we spin today?” Zach said, his feet making soft tapping noises that echoed throughout the gym.

“We haven’t done bouncy style in a while.” I answered back to him, now scrolling to find a specific song.

“True, we haven’t…let’s go for it.” I heard Zach say to himself. I finally made a song selection and pressed the play button on my iPod. Backing away from my stereo as it let out a deep, pulsing noise; I reached into my pockets and grabbed my poi leashes. 23 inches from its black vinyl handle, to the 6 inches of glowstick at the very end of it.

Slowly spinning my poi around me, a soft whistling noise accompanying my spinning, I turned to face Zack. Even though it was completely dark in the gym, the two of us had done this specific routine so many times we could do it blindfolded and with one leg tied behind out backs.

Timing my spin with the beat of the stereo, I started to do a hand wrap. The leash of the poi tightly began wrapping around my outstretched fingers. The move ends with Zack and me holding our glowsticks in our hands. The music gave one final beat before it went silent.

The music suddenly sprang back with a burst of sound and an assault of noise. I quickly snapped the two glowsticks in my hands and gave them a quick shake; Neon orange light sprang forth from my hands, as if I was holding a candle. Across from me I saw two blue lights snap into existence, both Zach and I waited for another moment before we began dashing towards each other. A quick snap of our wrists let the poi begin to unravel from our hands, the glowstick having no choice but to be yanked after the leash. Streaks and contrails of light filled the gymnasium floor as Zach and I slowly began to work off each other.

To most people, our bounce style of poi looks completely random, but so does a bouncy ball when you throw it towards the ground for the first time. At first you’ll have no clue how high it will go, how fast it will travel, and what happens when it hits an angle. That’s what poi looks like the first time you see it, just four intertwining lights intersecting and bouncing off unknown objects. But in reality, every movement comes from the one before it, just like the bouncy ball is determined by physics; our style of poi is determined by who moves when.

For example: I saw Zach wrap his poi leashes together so that the glowsticks gave off one blue light. He spun the poi in a giant circle, his arms fully outstretched as he pirouetted around. He spun around twice, which meant that I was to shorter the leash of my poi, and duck around his blue circle as he moved forward. I quickly shortened my poi leashes from 23 inches, to less than 14 inches and dodged to one side of Zack’s spin. I moved my poi around my whole body as fast as I could as I moved to the other side of Zach’s spin; it looked very much like an upright version of a jump rope.

“Whoa! Poi!” A voice shouted out. I became disorientated as I tried to figure out who shouted, but suddenly realized Zack’s blue poi was still spinning towards my head. Quickly snapping my leash in the way, the two poi tangled and suddenly shot out of our hands, flying harmlessly towards a wall.

“Sorry!” The voice rang out. I heard Zack walk over to the switches on the wall and with a clank of metal on metal, the floodlights overhead slowly began to warm up and transmit light. It still took a few seconds for everyone in the gym to see everybody else.

‘Whoa, a girl’ I thought. ‘A pretty one at that.’

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt your poi session.” The girl said.

“Quite alright” I said to her.

“Really?” The girl asked.

“Yeah it’s fine.” Zach began. “We’re kinda happy to run across someone
who even knows what poi is! There isn’t much of a juggling community here it Obcure.”

“Yeah, we barely have enough people here to make a good emo crowd.” The girl said cheerily.

‘Ha-ha, the emo kids may have their little corner, but the poi crowd has their own ****ing gymnasium! And soon the whole school!” I said in a mocking evil tone.

“You’ll have to excuse Ryan, he’s a bit weird.” Zack said meekly.

“Oh aren’t we all?” The girl shot back.

“I guess.” Zack answered. “So how do you know about poi?”

“Oh, my brother used to spin poi when I was just a kid. He started out doing glowsticks at raves, but eventually started doing fire.” The girl replied.

“Do you know any spins?” I asked her.

“No, by the time I was coordinated enough to spin poi he was playing with fire and he wouldn’t let me spin anything.” The girl said softly. There was a long pause here as we all tried to figure out how to continue this particular vein of conversation, I decided to switch topics.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“Me? My name is Beth, I moved here a few weeks ago just as the new semester started.” She answered.

“Ah, I think I’ve seen you around the halls, the name is Zach, that’s Ryan over there.” Zach said, pointing over to me. I waved pointlessly in reply to my name.

“What were you doing wandering around the halls?” I asked Beth. She shyly looked down at her feet at this question.

“Umm…I don’t have anyone to eat lunch with…lame as it sounds.” Beth said softly.

“Oh that sucks, you can hang out with us if you like, we mostly spin poi or some other spinning thing.” I said to Beth.

“Really? Thanks.” Beth said.

“Hmm…thinking of lunch, I think I’m going to grab some food. I’ll be back in a bit.” Zach said, swinging his poi into his pockets. He walked out of the gym and left Beth and I alone. Having no idea what to say to Beth, I decided to keep the topic to spinning.

“So did you actually do any spinning?” I asked Beth.

“No spinning whatsoever.” Beth replied.

“Not even socks?” I asked.

“Not even socks. I know it sounds weird, but my brother would be upset if he saw me spinning.” Beth said.

“Yeah that does sound a little weird.” I said, picking up my poi and spinning them in a simple cross weave pattern. I saw Beth follow the spinning poi with her eyes, so I snapped my fingers out so the poi’s momentum carried it out of my hands and caused it to fly towards Beth. She stumbled to catch the poi as it flew towards her, and her face was painted with shock when she successfully caught them.

“Well go ahead and spin.” I said to her. “No time like today to try something new.”

“But I don’t know what to do.” Beth protested, she flailed her arms around uselessly to emphasize her point. I laughed at her amusing example of a spin.

“Oh, now you’re laughing at me…that will do wonders for my self-esteem.” Beth deadpanned.

“Well if I get your self esteem low-enough, you can join the emo kids.” I joked. Beth laughed at my comment and began to spin the poi again, much better than her last attempt, these poi spins were at least circles.

“Do you know where poi comes from?” I asked Beth.

“No.” She answered as her poi spins began to straighten out.

“It came from New Zealand, specifically the Maori trip in New Zealand. They spun poi to improve their flexibility, coordination, and endurance. They believed that the earth was a poi ball, and that the sun was spinning us around in the cosmos, which put them ahead of Western science which was still following Copernicus at the time. Anywho, the basic poi spin is the most important trick, because it is the beginning of everything else. And if you don’t know how to start, how the hell are ya gonna end?” I lectured. Beth was spinning and listening to me talk about poi, and slowly her basic spin grew straight, and eventually became a circle.

“Hey! I’m doing it!” Beth half shouted. I clapped a few times in mock excitement.

DUMM….DUMM….DUMMM…

“Oh not the bloody lunch bell.” I muttered. “We were just about to get to the good parts.”

“The good parts? Like all the fancy tricks you were doing?” Beth asked.

“Tricks, oh tricks are still ways away. A lot can be done with the simple poi spin. I can show you more if you want.” I offered.

“Umm…let me think about it.” Beth replied as she began to gather her stuff and head towards the exit of the gym.

“Well, you know where to find me.” I shouted back, giving her a quick wave as I saw her walk out the gymnasium doors. I stood still for a moment before the two minute bell went off and spurred me into action. I quickly gathered up my things and ushered myself out of the gymnasium.
I slowly began walking down the halls of Obcure Public High School, a building that was almost as old as my parents. The walls were painted yellow or perhaps green, lockers were big enough to stuff a good sized freshman into, and the bathrooms carried sentient bacteria life. All in all it was your standard small town high school.

Right now I had an open block, so I slowly meandered my way through its yellow/green halls to the cafeteria. I idly whistled a small tune to myself as I thought about the numerous homework assignments I had to finish, and the incredible urge to take a catnap.

*POP*

I froze in the middle of the hallway; cheeks flushing red as I pointlessly looked around to see if anyone in the deserted hallway heard the small popping noise that emanated from me. I quickly shuffled into one of the bathrooms and said a silent prayer to Buddha that it was just as empty as the hallways.

Carefully creeping around the bathroom while avoided the puddles filled with unknown contents, I crept into the only bathroom stall that had a door. I quickly closed the door behind and threw its flimsy deadlock into place. Unbuttoning my jeans and unzipping my fly I looked down at my underwear.

“Bloody tape” I muttered. My underwear of choice for the day, a big, fluffy, disposable diaper, seemed to stare back at me. The lower right tape seemed mangled up for some reason, and I quickly reached into my pack for a tape replacement.

Moments later, I was walking out of the bathroom. My diaper now secured in place by a few thin layers of duct tape.

Yep, just an average day at Obcure high.

[Babymullet Ver 9.8]

My apologies on the lateness of this chapter. I had planned to put it up earlier in the week, but I was in DC at a conference for work. The hotel had internet, but I wasn't paying 15$ a night just to have a 56k connection.

Anywho, let me give a little backdrop to this story. This is going to be my realistic story. No magic will pop up, Neptune won't hand out mighty quests, the girls from the swimsuit edition won't randomly show up in diapers and fulfill crazy fantasies. I wanted to create a story on the simple idea of two people, each with their own mental baggage, trying to figure out a *B realtionship.

So, here we go.


The Spin Club 1.2

DU-

Before the bell even had a chance to finish its monotone sound, the hallways were filled to the brim with students trying to escape the prison confines of Obcure High. Small cliques of girls stood dead center in the hallways and chatted about the important social gossip that had occurred during the last period of the day as people tried to squeeze themselves around them.

Myself, I jump out of the window. My physics classroom is on the first floor of the building, and the windows are large enough to shove a bear out if you had to. From there it was just a simple walk across the school grounds to the parking lot where I kept my clunker of a car, an old blue Subaru Legacy.

“Hey Blu.” I said to the car as I opened its door and tossed my bag into the passenger seat.

“So let’s see if you’re going to start on the first try today.” I muttered as I turned the keys in the ignition, Blu let out a half a dozen croaks of protest before her engine purred into existence.

“Eureka!! Today is a lucky day!” I shouted to no one in particular. Screeching into reverse I slowly made my way out of the parking lot and off down the road

“Now to open the floodgates.” I said to myself as I relaxed. My diaper warmed as I flooded it with all the urine that had built up during the day. My brain tingled with pleasure as all the stress seemed to flow out of me.

HONK!!

I jerked back to attention and looked around to see that I had almost caused an accident by pulling out to early. My ears flushed red as a guy in a red truck flipped me the bird; I quickly took a side street to get off the main road so I could avoid the stares of other drivers. Thankfully the rest of my drive home was uneventful.

Opening the front door of my house I tossed my backpack onto a couch and gave a sharp whistle.

“Anyone here?” I shouted. The house responded with a rather mute sound.

“Guess it’s just me” I wondered aloud. I wandered through the empty house and eventually found a note taped on the fridge.

-Hey Sport
Took the evening shift at the hospital today,
Should be back around 11pm or so.
Dad.

I sighed gently, grabbing the note and crumbling it into a little ball before
tossing it into the trash. I relaxed in the middle of the kitchen and my diaper warmed up for a few seconds. I dragged my feet over to my backpack and shuffled though a few papers after I opened it up and dumped its contents onto the couch. I grabbed a few papers to work on and began working on my mountain of homework.

A few hours later the ‘done’ pile was now substantially larger than the ‘to do’ pile, I finished my last equation with relish and re-organized my papers. I reasoned I could finish the rest of my assignments during my mourning open block. I got a glass of orange juice from the fridge and leaned up against the counter in thought.

OOF

A dull thud came from the back of the house. Curious to investigate, I placed my glass down on the counter and headed towards the back porch. I slid open the back door and was surprised to see Beth sprawled out on my back yard. She tilted her head at the sound of back door opening until she was looking at me.

“Hello” she said, as if it was completely normal for a random girl to be in someone’s backyard.

“Uhh…we have a front door.” I said, pointing uselessly in the direction of said front door.

“I know, I was taking a walk and saw the back of your house. Thought I dropped by and say hello.” Beth said simply. “I kinda messed up on my landing and thus made that thud noise.”

“Alright…Are you okay?” I asked.

“Yeah, I think I’m going to stay down here for a bit till I no longer feel like I’m going to fall off the ground. Beth replied.

“Just to check, you’re not drunk or high on anything are you? Cause why else would you jump the fence, like I said, front door works perfectly fine.” I asked. I still hadn’t moved from the backdoor way, in case Beth suddenly went into crazy stalker mode and started throwing bloody hatchets at me.

“Umm…I wanted to get out of my house for some family reasons so I went for a walk. I saw your house…and I just wanted to drop by and say hello.” Beth answered. She carefully pulled herself up into a sitting position and rubbed her forehead.

“Could I…umm…have a glass of water or something?” Beth asked suddenly.

“Yeah sure, I’ll be right back. Just don’t faint on me, I hate to have to explain this to the cops.” I shouted to Beth as I disappeared into the house to grab Beth a glass of water. Tossing a few cubes of ice into the glass, I walked back outside and handed Beth the glass of water. I sat down on the ground and cursed at myself as my soaked diaper let out a faint squish noise. Thankfully Beth didn’t pick up on the noise while she was drinking.

“Thanks, I feel much better now.” Beth gasped. She put her glass down on the grass and looked over at me. “So how you been since we last saw each other?”

“Good, I finished a bunch of homework.” I answered, and I really need to change my diaper, I added in my mind. “You?”

“Okay, my brother and I got in a fight so I left the house.” Beth answered; giving a very tired sigh as she spoke

“So you took a walk.” I said. Beth nodded at me “Well you can come over if you want, just give me a head’s up and use the front door next time. I still haven’t out ruled the possibility that you’re a crazy stalker and you’re going to chop off my limbs with bloody hatchets.” I deadpanned. Beth giggled in response and mimed chopping my arm off.

“Well you’re fresh out of luck, I left my bloody hatchets at home, and all I have today is a dull spoon.” Beth mockingly said to me.

“Oh yay, someone that can take a joke and run with it.” I said back to her. Beth shrugged in reply and lay back down on the ground. I looked down at her and watch her traced the sky with her eyes, she looked at me a few seconds later and I suddenly realized how green her eyes were.

“So what’s your story?” I asked.

“Me? I don’t know, 18, female, life sucks, nothing special about me.” Beth answered.

“Oh come on, ‘not everyone is great at everything, but everybody is great at something!’” I replied mockingly.

“Oh har har, I’m good at taking limbs off with a dull spoon.” Beth shot back at me. I laughed at her comment before it fell silent again. “How about you?” Beth asked “What’s your life story?”

“Hmm…I don’t know what to say without sounding like an egotistical ass.” I began “I spin poi, a lot of poi. Most guys play sports, I spin balls on chains.”

“How exciting.” Beth muttered.

‘Hey, I didn’t slam your love of rending limbs with dull spoons.” I protested. Beth suddenly got really quiet, and I mentally swore at myself for saying something wrong. I looked over at her and saw her eyes get a far-away/glazed look over them.

“You really want to know my story?” Beth asked me. I nodded in reply, in case my words said something else wrong. “Do you know about that car crash that happened about a few months ago, the one with the compact and drunk 18 wheeler? … My parents were in the car that was hit…I was told they died instantly

The moisture in my mouth suddenly went away and it felt like my mouth was filled with cotton balls. I thought of saying something to Beth, but honestly my brain felt like the floor was ripped out from underneath it.

“It happened right at the beginning of the school year, and I didn’t do any of the make-up work in my classes. I transferred schools a few weeks ago because I was tired of being treated differently because life dealt one ****ing crappy hand. But no one would come near me; I just sorta stumbled around most of the day. Then I saw you and Zack spinning poi and it reminded me of when my brother used to give performances to my parents. I was his assistant and ran back and forth to grab his props, play the music. We were one big, happy family.”

The two of us were very quiet, my mouth slowly lost the mental cotton balls until I choked a soft and mute ‘sorry’ out of my lips. Beth nodded gently as a lone tear rolled down her face.

“Heh, sorry to dump a nuke on ya.” Beth choked out.

“Naw, it’s okay.” I answered back.

“We’re all just one big basket case of madness, eh?” Beth said. “If you don’t mind, I think I’m gonna head back home.”

“Oh, sure. Just use the front door this time.” I replied, startled at the sudden change in topic. I pushed myself up to a standing position and offered my hand to help Beth up. The two of us lazily walked towards the gate that leads to the front lawn. Popping the latch for the gate I turned to look at Beth who was looking at me with a puzzled look in her face. I followed her gaze to look down at my rear end, a distinct half moon of darkness revelaing the fact that my diaper had leaked. My heart froze in fear

“Like you said, we’re all a big basket case of madness.” I meekly mumbled aloud. Beth looked at me with renewed warmth and suddenly gave me a big hug, not even acknowledging my leaky diaper.

“Thanks for listening to me, and not throwing me out of your backyard.” Beth whispered to me. I didn’t reply to her statement, just wrapped my arms around her and gave a gentle squeeze.

“If you ever want to talk, or drop by, you know where to find me.” I said to her.

“Thanks, I may use the front door next time.” Beth giggled as she walked off down the sidewalk towards the other end of suburbia. She turned around and waved at me, I waved back before closing the gate behind me and making my way back into the house. As if I was a zombie I moved my way through the house towards the bathroom. I stripped off my clothes and untapped my diaper so that it landed with a flop on the ground. I stepped into the shower and was halfway in the process of washing my hair when I suddenly realized where I was and what had just happened in the last half-hour.

“What the heck just happened.?” I asked myself.

[diaperedteenager]

Very good, i liked it!!!