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 Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 8:22 pm
((Oops, lol writers block :]))
Sid smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I know. I've seen you around before with your...brother? Or is that your boyfriend or something?" he asked. He was worried, "Do you want to come inside? Have a soda or something while you ice your arm? That looks really painful." he offered.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 3:29 pm
[[ x) ]]
She smiled slightly, her face burned red as he said 'boyfriend' her eye following with a slight twitch. "OH! Oh no, he's defnitly not my boy frined, he's my twin brother Matthew." She smiled slightly as she held her wrist to her chest. "I-Uh, sure." She stutterd slightly. God i hope I don't have to act like this for long.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 4:49 pm
Sid smiled a toothy, embaressed smile, "Oh, my mistake." he held the door open for Madeline. "What kind of soda do you drink?" he asked kindly.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 7:32 pm
She smiled slightly. "It's fine, alot of people make that mistake, although, when we beat each other up in the halls.." She trailed off looking at him as she walked inside her eye's flashed around, taking it all in. "Oh, I don't know, i've never had a uhm...Soda was it?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 3:41 am
Elizabeth had entered the coffee shop, bought herself a medium cup of peppermint mocha, and sat down at one of the tables, setting her cup down on it. She sighed. School had been rough that day, what with her massive headache, not to mention the test she had taken in Pre-Calc. Leaning back, she pulled her messenger bag onto her lap and began to fumble in it, pulling out a book. "Damn Philosophy..." she said softly, taking a sip of her coffee momentarily before her eyes latched to the page, reading intensely.
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 4:53 am
Matthew sighed as he whiped down another table, he glanced around, his eye's resting on Lizzy, a wicked grin plastard on his face, he didn't want to make the fact that he oviously had a plan on hand ovious. So he whiped it away in replace with a soft smile, he walked over, cleaning her table. He herd her speak about Damning Philosophy. He grinned and sat down. "I can help you with that.."
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 5:16 am
The sudden voice, amidst the words of Heidegger flashing by her eyes and muddling her thoughts made her jump in surprise, knocking her knee straight into the underside of the table. "Ouch!" she exclaimed, rubbing it momentarily...
"Oh, it's okay... I've..." she began, turning her eyes up to meet Matthew's and stopping in mid sentence. "Got it..." she mumbled incoherently. She noted the outfit he was wearing and turned to see that her coffee had spilled all over the ground near her feet from her sudden fright. "Oh, damn. I'm so sorry!" she said, getting up to motion to get napkins to clean up the mess she had made.
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 9:12 am
Sid choked on the soda he was drinking when he heard what Madeline said. When he was finished coughing he looked up at her, a grin on his face, "Are you serious? Never? I know people that had wet dreams about soda when they were kids!" he pulled a Coke out of the fridge and handed it to her, "If you don't like that I have Dr. Pepper, Root Beer, and Sprite." he said
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 4:47 pm
Matthew smiled at her, grabbing a towle from the counter he whiped it up. "It's no big deal Miss, it happens all the tiem, but normally it's the annoying teenagers dumping it pourposly on the floor." He sighed softly as he tossed the wet towle. "Is your knee okay Miss?" He asked as he looked at Lizzy, wondering why she was staring at his clothing. "Is my clothing choice that poor?"
Madeline looked at him she'd never seen someone act so oddly about that, most people just looked at her, shrugged, moved on. She took the cold can in her hand, a slight smile as she looked at the can, reading the lable, she opend it. "Cocacola.." She said it more to herself then anything. "No, this is fine, thanks Sid." She smiled, "you okay though?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 5:03 pm
Sid nodded, "I'm fine." he rumaged through the freezer and tossed her an ice pack, "Here." he said, "How's your arm?" he asked.
At this point, Haley had woken up, "Sid!!!" she shouted from the couch.
Sid rushed over to the couch, "Yeah Haley?" he asked.
Haley smiled and looked up at Madeline, "Who's dat?!" she demanded.
Sid smiled, "That's my friend Madeline, she got hurt." he said.
Haley smiled and waved at Madeline.
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 6:09 pm
Isaac let out a little scream as he remembered he forgot his ipod in his locker. He walked back towards his locker and opened it up. He noticed a piece of paper fell. His eyebrow raised curiously. He just shoved it into his pocket and grabbed his ipod. Once he was outside and in his car He plugged his ipod into the streio and Blasted 'On to the next one' By escape the fate. He didn't quite drive yet though. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the note, Reading it.
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 8:25 pm
Inside the note that Issac was reading were the following words, written in the near-illegible scrawl of Ryu:
Rules for THE GAME:
Rule 1-You're playing THE GAME.
Rule 2-Whenever you think of THE GAME, you lose it.
Rule 3-You have to explain THE GAME to anyone who asks about THE GAME.
Rule 4-Losses must be announced to everybody.
Rule 5-Anybody who reads this rule has lost THE GAME forever (or until they forget). Forever, you shall Lose out of Winning those fantastic Game trophies in heaven, given out by Saint Peter.
Rule 6-If you have Dementia, you can't play THE GAME.
P.S. For details on THE GAME, read http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/The_Game . Or speak to Ryu Kosa in homeroom 3G.
((And now, watch you all instantly lose. Ha.))
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 5:22 am
[[Clara, what the ******** is with the rules? Oh just to let you all know, when Clara and I talk, it's kinda colorful, so if you see me adressing Clara and you don't like swaring, avoid reading it.]]
Madeline looked at his little sister, taking the ice she wrapped it around her wrist. Smiling she set the soda on the counter and waved back, walking up behind Sid, she bent down to Hailey's height. "Hello cutie." she said with a smile as she offerd her hand. "And who might this young lady be?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 8:05 am
((Those are the six basic rules of THE GAME. If you don't like it, too bad, you're stuck with THE GAME for eternity. Since you can't escape it. You lose, then challenge it to a re-match. Adolf Hitler DIED because of THE GAME.))
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 2:49 pm
[[I am so confused...]] Isaac just looked at the note and rolled his eyes. He put it in his change pocket in his car then started it up, starting to drive away. "Get way to end the day, leanring I'm magically gonna play a game. I guess I'll just go see Ryu"
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