Red Alert
'GTG Blake, Haley's closing early today, type later.' Ethan finished typing on his laptop in Haley's Cyber Cafe.
"chatting with Blake again?" Kira asked as she was the only friend who even came close to caring about Ethan's love the computer and the net; unless it was about sports, then Conner was all over it.
" Yep he and his girlfriend just broke up so he didn't say much." Ethan closed his LP, " He did say that his next motocross tournament is coming up soon. But the weird thing was that he just didn't know where it was at yet."
"So when are you going to meet him?" Conner asked.
"What do you mean?" Ethan wanted to know.
" I mean, that you've been I.M.ing him since before I even knew you or your name, and that's been nearly a year." Conner stopped and took a drink from his cup. " Why don't you just try to meet him and his friends sometime... We might even get to tag too!"
"Yeah dude, it could be fun!" Trent agreed he too joining the conversation.
"I'll think about it." Ethan said getting up and walking to the door.
"I've known him for nearly a year and he's still a mystery to me."Conner sighed. Trent nodded.
They both got whacked.
"OW!" they both moaned.
"OH shut-up! Both of you!" Kira said picking up her books and guitar. "Hey Conner, can I get a ride with you?"
"Sure just a sec." Conner replied watching a tall blond throe away some trash.
Kira rolled her eyes and, grabbing him by the ear, dragged him yowling out the door To his convertible. Leaving a laughing Trent behind. Conner made a cutting motion with his hand to his throat telling Trent very clearly that if he didn't stop laughing he was a dead man the next time they met.
Trent just stuck his tongue out and still laughed.
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As it was summer vacation the teens got the next three months out of school. (A/N:lucky them) it was four in the afternoon and the teens were hanging out in Tommy's back yard.
Tommy was having one of his lately frequent moment of wanting to be with his team. So Haley sat down in Tommy's back yard and watched the team interact with each other. Tommy was showing Kira and Ethan a form of Kata, while Trent sat next to Conner under a tree and sketched them, learning it in his own way, while getting something extra out of it. Conner on the other hand was sitting there with a laptop on his lap.
Haley peered closer. Something was not right... or was right as the case may be. Conner was on a computer...Conner was on a computer. Suddenly it clicked. He must be chatting. He was using Ethan's computer not his own. Conner only used a computer if he was chatting or for a homework assignment. But as he was on summer vacation and using Ethan's computer then that meant he was chatting... probably about some sport thing or other.
Conner had long ago decided that it was just easier for him to just use Ethan's user rather than get his own for as much as he used it. So on line he went by Try-Blue-Sara-Dino-Tops-Ranger. (can anybody tell me why I used this name? It is easy i know)(but for easier reading he will be TBSDTR)
CONNER'S POV--------
TBSDR: Yeah I agree. The sky hawks would totally benefit by messing up their plays a bit. They r so predictable.
SPRTSFAN1: Hey my ol' man ringin my nam GTG
Conner looked up at the three fighting and looked down at Trent's pictures. They were almost the same! deciding it was better not to disturb Trent at the moment he looked back down at the computer moving to shut the thing down, Conner was surprised when a message popped up.
Blue-Biking-Thunder-Motocross-Ranger: Hey! Ethan! Bro I thought you said you didn't do sports ''
TBSDR: Ethan doesn't I do. I'm his friend u must be Blake?
TBSDR: Ethan is always talking about ' .
BBTMR: Hey! U must be Conner. Ethan chatts about you Kira Trent Haley and DR.O.
TBSDR: Hope its good things :)
BBTMR: mostly what ur like and some things u did...well u and ur friends. Delete that last part!!! I said-!! Cam your thing doesn't work! I think I'll stick to manual!
A moment later Blake showed up again.
BBTMR: Sorry about that. A friend of mine ( he is a comp. Genious like Ethan) anyway he wanted me to try that thing out... it types and sends anything I think and or say. He's trying to figure it out at the moment I am going to tell him to give it up.
Conner waited a second amused by all of this. And sure enough Blake was back
BBTMR: I told him... he said to go to Hades and Lothor. Hmmm...
TBSDR: ask him how he knows Lothor...ah...I mean he sounds like he knows him personally telling you to go visit him and all.
BBTMR: lol. He doesn't actually know Lothor. Do you know who Lothor is?
TBSDR: ah...no. I don't think so.
BBTMR lol what is Conner nervous? What are you the Power Ranger or something?
Conner paused to crack his neck not sure how to get out of this.
TBSDR: no!! Are you?
BBTMR: no. what makes you think that?
BBTMR: never mind anyway... everybody in our town knows who Lothor is because he was the monster the Rangers fought years ago.
TBSDR: oh...
BBTMR: Changing the subject. So... you play soccer?
TBSDR: Yeah.
BBTMR: Ethan said you used to be a gbj? What is that? ''
TBSDR: it's what my school calls golden-boy-jocks
TBSDR: and yes I was one. I went along with my soccer team in pushing people around...
TBSDR: I am the example of peer pressure. Only recently when I started hanging with what our school calls the 'Geek the Freak the Picasso and the Absentminded Professor, did I realize why we were called GBJ's and were hated so much. We were jerks of the worst kind. Big big big jerks.
BBTMR: so why did you change I mean... why did you quit hanging with those GBJ's as you call them? And Who is the Geek Freak Picasso and Absentminded Professor?
TBSDR: the Geek is Ethan, The Freak is Kira The Picasso is Trent and the Absentminded Professor is Dr. O.
TBSDR: it was before school one day. I had to get there earlyer in order to get a passing grade and take a test. Anyway. When I got out my team was jabbin' at a newbie to the school. When Kira AKA at the time the FREAK came over and statd snapping at them. The newbie soon to be known as The Picasso finally desided to stan up for himself and got up and helped her. It became roudie and Ethan, who had been trying to mind his own business, had nearly dropped his laptop. When he finally looked up he saw that a girl was involved...or that is what he says anyway, and began trying to help.
TBSDR: when I saw what they were doing (seeing it is totally different than doing it) I went over and broke it up. After a while of trying to gain their trust we became friends. Now we are inseperable.
Conner typed this giving the lie... well parshall truth that the five had come up with to explain why the five most unlikely people had become friends.
BBTMR: I see what you mean. Me and my friends wern't friends until something of the same sort happened to us. I usd to be an itiot and a snot too.
TBSDR: I never used to be a--!... fine YGM! so.. why havent you and Ethan tried to meet up yet?
BBTMR: Never thought about it I geuss.
After a few moments of thought.
TBSDR: You like motocross?
BBRMR: Not even Ethan has been able to figure that one out. Point three for Conner.
TBSDR: whats point one and two?
BBTMR: LOL one was fast typing skills very rare to find. Two was you like sports... yes I do like Moto.
BBTMR: hey! I just had an idea you guys live in Reefside right?
TBSDR: yeah...so?
BBTMR: there's a moto turnament that me my brother and my friend are riding in next week at the track, Why don't you Kira, Ethan, and Trent come and watch. You could meet my friends.
TBSDR: where would we meet?
BBTMR: you know the vending mechiens outside the track? Would that work?
TBSDR: sounds good.
BBTMR: how will we know it is you?
TBSDR: we will be waring Red Yellow Blue and White.
BBTMR: cool we will do the same exept green instead of White.
TBSDR: see you there. Adios.
Conner looked up triumfently only to find Ethan standing behind him. And he had just read what he had just typed. Ethan looked at him and smiled. Showing that it was all right and that he was excited. They highfived eachother and went to tell the others what they had just done.