Noah: *sits back down at another lunch table* Hey Chris.
Chris: sup? what's up with the...
Noah: Izzy.
Chris: oh. bummer. she...
Noah: took my sandwich and licked all over it? yes.
Chris: oh. why?
Noah: idk. she's just like that...
Chris: *sarcastic* NOOOOO... SHE'S THE SWEETEST GIRL IN THE HISTORY OF SWEETEST GIRLS.
Noah: alright! alright! i get it! you think i'm pathetic!
Chris: yup. dude! how could you like a girl that is really mean to you!
Noah: idk... she just... she just... interests me...
Chris:... not for me. but her little friend there interests me.
Noah: Sunny?
Chris: *sarcastic* NO. BETH!
Noah: EWWWWWWWW! you like Beth?
Chris: NO! Sunny! *smacks the back of Noah's head* YOU IDIOT!
Noah: right...
Chris: you need serious help dude...
Noah: i know... *frowns*
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Chris: dude, you really need to look at some other girls. like...
Noah: Beth?
Chris: okay now that was just plain stupid. NO. people like Bridgette... or... Lindsay... or... y'know.
Noah: oh. *looks at Izzy*
*bell rings*
Izzy: AHAHA! SWEET! GYM TIME!
Sunny: *stands up* just let me throw this away first...
Izzy: ugh! FORGET THE CRUDDY GREEN CRAP CALLED VEGGIES! LETS GOOOO! *pulls sunny*
Sunny: GAH! BUT-
Noah: aw. man... gym...
Chris: weakling.
Noah: shut up!
At the Gym
Coach: ALRIGHT! I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO CRY, WEEP, FROWN, OR FREAK OUT WHEN I SAY. *holds up ball* DODGEBALL!
Izzy: WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! YEE-AH!
Sunny: AWESOME!
Chris: SWEET!
Noah: NOOOOOOO!
Coach: Alright... TEAMS. Leaders! Izzy, Chris. CHOOSE A TEAM NAME!
Izzy: Team Dudette versus...
Chris: Team Dudes and Noah...
Noah: heyyyy...
Coach: *blows whistle* GAME ON!
Izzy: *throws a ball at Chris*
Chris: *bends back*
Izzy: DANGET! *throws another at Chris*
Chris: *dodges*
Izzy: DANGET!
Chris: HA! WHAT N- *gets hit on the side of his head*
Sunny: I GOT HIM! YAY!
Izzy: *high five*
Chris: uuurgh... *walks to the side of the court*
10 minutes later.
Coach: time out!
Noah: Where is everyone.
Chris: YOU'RE THE LAST ONE IN SMARTY!
Noah: WHAT? NO! WHOSE LAST IN THE OTHER TEAM!
Chris: *points at the oter side of the court*
Noah: *GASP*
Izzy: Hey Twerp.
Noah: IZZY! I HAVE TO GO AGAINST YOU! omg. i'm scared.
Izzy: *smirks* i won't hurt you.
Noah: what? you're not gonna hurt me?
Izzy: NAH. I'M GONNA BEAT YOU TO A BLOODY PULP!
Noah: *screams like a girl* AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Izzy: *laughs* dude! seriously! i aint gonna hurt you. for reals.
Noah: what?
Izzy: I'm not gon-
Coach: GAME ON!
Izzy: *grabs a ball* *slams it on Noah's head*
Coach: YOUUUUUUUU'RRREEEE OUT!
Noah: aw MAN!
Izzy: did that hurt?
Noah: not really... *tries to get up*
Izzy: *grabs the back of his collar* *pulls him up*
Noah: t-thanks...
Izzy: no prob. maybe you'll win next time. *walks away*
Sunny: what was that all about?
Izzy: what?
Sunny: helping him up. you NEVER help people dude.
Izzy: oh... uhhh...
Sunny: you're acting pretty weird. something up? is he- O_o YOU LIKE NOAH!
Izzy: SAY WHAT! NO!
Sunny: YES YOU DO!
Izzy: DONT!
Sunny: DO.
Izzy: DONT.
Sunny: DO.
Izzy: DONT.
Sunny: DO.
Izzy:... DO.
Sunny: DONT.
Izzy: exactly.
Sunny: Huh? WAIT NO! AGH!