Tower Climber (A LitRPG Adventure, Book 1) by Jakob Tanner (interesting books to read for teens .txt) 📗
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Tower Climber
Jakob Tanner
Contents
Newsletter
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
Chapter 80
Chapter 81
Chapter 82
Chapter 83
Chapter 84
Chapter 85
Chapter 86
Chapter 87
Chapter 88
Chapter 89
Chapter 90
Chapter 91
Chapter 92
Chapter 93
Chapter 94
Chapter 95
Chapter 96
Chapter 97
Chapter 98
Chapter 99
Chapter 100
Chapter 101
Chapter 102
Chapter 103
Chapter 104
Chapter 105
Chapter 106
Chapter 107
Chapter 108
Chapter 109
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Dedicated:
To my mom and dad, who have encouraged and supported me in everything that I’ve done.
Special Thanks to:
Angela Marshall for assistance in so many things.
Markus Liik for legal advice.
Rein Naylor for medical insights.
Andrew Smith for sage wisdom.
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Valentine Obasuyi
Carol Sherman
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1
Max watched the clock as the hour hand struck three. The school bell rang and students pushed their seats out from their desks. Idle chatter surrounded him, but he ignored it all. It was time to leave and he didn’t have a second to waste.
He lifted his wrists off the armrests of his wheelchair and slowly moved himself out from his desk. Even the simple gesture of rolling his wheels to move backwards was enough to make him wince with pain.
The other students in the classroom paid no attention to him. Some were gossiping in the corner, while others were enquiring about extra credit assignments with the teacher.
Max was grateful for their lack of concern. As a person with a disability, people generally only interacted with him in one of two ways: he was either willfully ignored or pitied. He’d take being invisible over pitied any day of the week.
Max exited into the hall. He looked cautiously up and down the corridor. It was flooded with students, gathering their stuff and hanging out by the lockers. He saw no sign of Seth and his pals.
Maybe today’s my lucky day, he thought.
Max’s own locker was only around the corner, but he knew to take the long way round.
He pushed himself forward, rolling the wheels of his chair. He winced with every push. The bruises on his arm ached every time he moved them.
He turned the corner into a near empty hall, when a voice snarled behind him.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Max shuddered.
It was Seth.
“Where you going Maxie-pad? Your locker is the other way.”
The other students in the hall quickly gathered their stuff. They knew just as much as Max did: Seth was trouble.
He had been suspended more times than anyone else in the history of the school and the only reason he wasn’t expelled was because his dad worked for the mayor’s office.
Even still, some of the nearby students hesitated. They didn’t want to pick a fight with Seth, but it was clear on their faces that they thought bullying a kid in a wheelchair was perhaps a step too far.
“Don’t worry about me,” said Max, mustering a smile for the nearby students. “You can leave. It’s all fine here.”
They weren’t going to be able to help him, Max figured, so he’d rather them walk away scot-free than let them get a target on their back like he had.
The students nodded and hurried away.
Max still hadn’t even turned around to face Seth.
Maybe if I ignore him, he’ll leave me alone, Max thought.
He pushed himself forward down the hall.
Two shadows emerged. Two of Seth’s goons stepped into the hall at the other end.
“What? You thought you could just ignore me, Max? Run away? Oh that’s right—you can’t, can you?”
Seth’s goons snickered at the dumb joke.
Max looked around the hall. There wasn’t a teacher in sight. Even if there was—they’d be no help to him. They’d ignore them, not wanting to get in trouble with a powerful man like Seth’s father.
Max took a second to assess the situation. He knew the best form of self-defense for a wheelchair user was to get the heck out of there. To not fight at all.
Escape was no longer an option though.
He’d try negotiation.
Max spun around on his wheelchair to face Seth.
The tall boy stood with his arms crossed and a patronizing smirk stretched across his face.
“What do you want?” said Max, keeping his voice calm.
“What do I want?” snickered Seth, taking a step towards him. “What—are you some kind of hostage negotiator now, Max?”
The boy took another step towards him, the clap of his shoes echoing across the hall.
“You know exactly what I want,” snarled the boy. “I want to see you cry and whimper on the ground like the little bitch that you are.”
“Tell him, Seth,” said the goons behind Max.
He could tell by their voices that they were coming towards him now as well.
Negotiation was out the window then.
With all his strength, he angled and swerved his wheelchair to maneuver around Seth, but the boy just jumped in front of him.
“There’s no getting away from your daily treatment,” snickered Seth. “Maybe it will help you walk again.”
The boy grabbed Max by his shaggy red hair and yanked him off of his wheelchair and threw his body to the ground.
They kicked him and stomped on him as he lay there helplessly on the ground.
“Take your treatment,” they laughed.
Max closed his tear-strewn eyes and let the beating take over.
They wouldn’t stop until they thought he couldn’t take any more. The best thing he could do now was let them have their sick sadistic fun and
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