Cue 'Let's Get It Started' by Black Eyed Peas
Year 1, OctoberMost schools have held lessons called PE where students have to learn about various sports and games, and Goldenrod High was no exception. One person in class two of the first year students was more than prepared for that lesson. "Right! lunch time!" Barry yelled after the bell rang, ending the time for class. "I'm gonna get me some big sandwiches for lunch!"
"Hey, get me some too," Brendan said.
"Er… same here," Wally said.
"Right on it!" Barry yelled excitedly as he rushed out of the door before anyone else could ask for their sandwiches.
"Every week," Brendan said dully. Knowing Barry since pre-school, he has always been so excited when there was a PE day. "At least I can count this as a return for me 'helping' him with his homework."
"Goal!" Barry yelled loudly, catching everyone's attention. This time he was a carrying a bunch of sandwiches and buns in his arms.
"Hey, that was quick," Wally said noticeably with surprise in his tone.
"So, what's my time?" Barry asked.
"Er… we weren't timing you," Brendan said dully.
When lunchtime was nearly over, two young teens were walking to the girls' dressing room. One was a dark haired girl wearing a schoolgirl uniform while the other was a redhead and was wearing… a schoolboy uniform.
The girls' locker room had lockers on all sides of the room and large benches were placed in the center of the room near the lockers. A number of girls were getting changed in their sports uniform.
Upon their entry, one of the girls spotted the schoolboy-uniformed teen while the others were getting changed into their sports uniform. She was about to scream in shock and fright but suddenly realised that it was one of the girls from her class. "Oh, hi, Zoey," she said sheepishly.
The redhead teen turned towards the girl who called out to her and waved her back while saying "Hello."
"I think she was about to warn the other girls," Dawn said as they reached their lockers.
"I can bet on that," Zoey said after she chuckled slightly. "Kinda reminds you of when we first met in here, right?"
True. A month ago, before their first PE lesson, Dawn was the first girl who entered before everyone else did. As she was in the middle of changing, she heard some footsteps coming her way. When she turned around, she saw a redhead in schoolboy uniform looking at her with a smile. She screamed in shock and fright as she covered her upper body up with her PE t-shirt, her face beet red. "Hey! This is the girls' dressing room!" she yelled.
"Huh?" the redhead responded in a puzzled way.
"If you're looking for the boys' locker room, it's in the next corridor!"
"Oh! You thought that I was a guy?" the redhead after slapping 'himself' on the forehead. "You got it all wrong. I'm a girl."
Dawn slightly calmed down but was still blushing. "But… that uniform…" she said.
"This?" the redhead said as she motioned her hand around her uniform. "I guess I prefer wearing men's clothing."
Dawn lowered her t-shirt. "Oh… I'm sorry," she said sheepishly.
"Don't worry about it. I get mistaken for a guy a lot," the redhead said before she walked towards her and held out her hand. "We are in the same class but just in case, my name is Zoey."
Still blushing after what she found an embarrassing moment, Dawn held her hand out and shook Zoey's. "Dawn," she said introducing herself. "It's… nice to meet you."
After remembering that moment, Dawn had a bashful look on her face. "Yeah… yeah it does," she said as she was slowly getting changed in her PE clothes while Zoey finished.
The redhead noticed that Dawn hasn't finished changing yet. "What's the matter?" she asked.
"Er… nothing, I was just thinking," Dawn replied, still changing into her sports gear, not looking at her.
"Hey," Zoey said with a smile, patting her on the shoulder, making her flinch slightly. "Take your time. I'll see you out there," she finished as she began walking out while Dawn looked on.
Rui noticed the red colour on Dawn's face and walked up to her. "Dawn, you okay?" she asked. "It looks like you got a fever."
Dawn pressed both tips of her index fingers. "Ever remember an embarrassing moment?" she asked. "So much that it makes you feel like this?"
A PE lesson was about to be held outside the school building where a racetrack was placed. Many students were doing their warm-ups while others spoke to other students or relaxing. One in particular…
"Alright!" Barry yelled. "I'm gonna show everybody that I'm the best sports thingy guy there ever was!"
"Most unlikely," Brendan mumbled, seeing how hyperactive his energetic friend was.
"Wes! I choose you!" Barry yelled, pointing at the silver haired teen.
"Er… why me?" Wes asked himself quietly and nervously as he slowly made his to the racetrack.
All of their classmates were cheering them on. Rui in particular was cheering for Wes. Ever since he saved her the other month, she saw him as her 'knight in shining armour' and walked with him when school finishes everyday to keep him company. "Go for it, Wes! I'm cheering for you!" she cried as he reached to the track, next to his opponent.
"Hey! Since you're taller than me by a few inches you should step back a few inches," Barry said to Wes.
"Sure," Wes said as he did so, not wanting to get himself into an arguing situation, much to everyone's discomfort.
"Hey! That's not fair!" Rui yelled in disapproval.
"It doesn't matter," Brendan said. "Watch."
Zoey was standing by the side of the tracks, holding her hand upwards. "Ready…" she cried as the boys prepared to race each other. "Go!" she yelled waving her hand down.
That signal made the two racers run as though as their lives depended on it. Using all of his energy, Barry showed high intensity on his face while he ran as fast as he could while Wes kept a calm and focussed face, trying to keep up. Their classmates encouraged them to run faster. Rui in particular was cheering the loudest for Wes. Brendan was one of a few people who weren't cheering, knowing what was about to happen. "(Wait for it)…" he thought.
As he expected, Barry was beginning to lose speed after exerting all his energy into this contest. His face of intensity turned into a face of strain. In no time, Wes caught up with him, running pass him even while still showing a calm and focussed face. To everyone's surprise, Wes was really fast in this running contest. They saw him run in other PE lessons but they never noticed how fast he could run until now.
Soon, Wes crossed the finish line first while it took Barry a while to cross it. Everyone cheered for the winner. Barry collapsed to the floor out of tiredness. Brendan and Wally walked over to Barry to check up on his condition. He was heavily breathing in and out. "Are you okay?" Wally asked with concern in his voice.
"You always challenge people yet you always lose," Brendan said as he crouched down towards the exhausted loser.
"I'm not a loser!" Barry yelled angrily, standing right back up. "I'm the runner up! Runner up, I tell ya!"
Inside a classroom, Kim noticed what was going on outside after he saw Barry losing to Wes in the running contest. He opened the classroom window. "Loser!" he yelled before he was grabbed by the shoulder. He turned around and saw Ash, crossly pulling him back.
"Will you shut up?" Ash said sternly, gnarling his teeth. "Do you want to get into trouble?"
"Pika!" Pikachu squeaked angrily. He was riding on Ash's head, giving an angry glare at him.
"You're the loser, loser!" they heard Barry yelled back.
"Will you shut up!?" Brendan yelled.
Ash quickly closed the window. "You're lucky that Miss Whitney isn't here!" he said as he went back to his desk.
"In my opinion I think we all are," Drew said, showing off his smugness as usual. He was seated behind Ash.
"What makes you say that?"
"Well, she's not the 'best' teacher here. A lot of the time she would either take a nap on her desk or go outside for a walk or something while we're in here. We've been here for a month, you should know that by now."
Ash showed a sheepish look on his face while everyone chortled, either at Ash's ignorance or their own. "I… guess not," he said.
"Hey! Don't talk to Ashy that way! He doesn't like you talking trash at him!" shouted one of the schoolgirls. Her desk was next to Drew's. She was a redhead with pigtails and red markings on her face. Her name was Macey Red. Ever since she laid her eyes on him when he introduced himself to the class a month ago, a strong feeling and emotion, known as love, overwhelmed her. She gave Drew an angry glare before turning to Ash with a pleasant smile. "Isn't that right, Ashy boy?" she said with loving eyes while Drew remained confident with silence.
"Er… there's no need to…" Ash stuttered after that sudden outburst Macey made. Before he could say another word, she ran towards him and gently grasped his hand.
"Hey, how about today we go and grab a bite to eat later, huh?" she asked happily, adding more to Ash's awkward feeling.
From the end of the classroom, another redhead noticed what was going on and decided to take action after seeing how Ash was struggling to tell Macey 'no' but she kept on interrupting him. She was a slim girl with a ponytail on the side of her head. She quickly walked over to them and slapped her hand away from him and gave her an angry glare. "Didn't you see the look on his face," she shouted. "He doesn't want anything to do with you, let alone go with you for a burger!"
"Let me guess! You're his 'bodyguard', Misty, aren't you!" Macey answered back.
"No! It's just that you don't know when to quit!"
"Guys! Guys! Settle down!" Ash said standing up, trying to stop the fighting. "We don't want teachers storming in here, putting you guys in detention, do we?"
The girls let out a small sigh to calm themselves down. Macey gave Misty a nasty glare. "This isn't over," she snarled as she made her back to her desk.
Misty turned away from Ash but he held out his hand in front of her to stop her for a second or so. "Thanks, Misty," he said with small thankful smile.
"You're welcome," she replied softly before she walked to her desk.
"Humph, lovebirds," Drew muttered noticeably as he went back to his studying.
"Huh? Did you say something?" Ash asked, sounding as though he misheard him..
"Nope. Nothing," Drew replied, not knowing that a girl behind him was giving him an evil glare after hearing what he said.
She had blue eyes and short brown hair with both sides long enough to cover her ears. Her name was May Maple. "(Jerk)…" she angrily thought after learning how egotistical this guy was.
"Alright, babies! Line up for the roll call!" shouted the PE teacher, getting the students' attention. He was a large muscular man with blond spiky hair and tanned skin. He was wearing a running suit accompanied by a small whistle. His name was Mr. Surge. Rumour had it that he was in the army but left when he felt he should give something to the next generation of people. Because of his size, most of the students were intimidated.
After everyone got in line, Surge looked down on his clipboard, which had a list of students before calling each name.
"…Brendan."
"Yes sir."
"…Dawn."
"Here sir."
"…Barry."
"Yes sir!"
"…Wally."
"Y… yes sir."
"…Zoey…"
After calling out the names of about thirty students he looked up from his register. "Anyone's name I didn't call out yet!?" he asked loudly.
"Right here!" a woman's voice yelled as she waved her arms. Everyone looked at the person who called out to Mr. Surge. She had pink hair with hoop shaped pigtails at the back of it and was taller than most of the students. Much to everyone's surprise, they recognised her as…
"Ms. Whitney!" Mr. Surge barked in an annoyed way as he stormed towards her. "What are you doin' 'ere? Don't cha have a class to teach?"
"I made it study hall," Miss Whitney replied simply, not afraid of the PE teacher as she showed a happy face. "I need some exercise anyway."
Surge let out a small sigh. "Okay. You can stay but don't cause any trouble."
Rumour also had it that these two people knew each other since their school days.
The sport the students were going to learn that day was basketball. "Okay, does anyone know the player positions for this game?' Mr. Surge asked his class.
"I do!" Whitney yelled. "I'll be Jordan!"
Everyone looked at her with baffled faces. "Wha…" some of them said.
"I'm gonna be Jordan!"
Sometime after explaining the rules of the game, the class was told to get into a group of six. "Six, huh?" Brendan said after noticing that his team consisted of himself, Barry, Wally, Rui, Zoey, and Dawn. "I wouldn't call this a winning team."
His team was first to play. At some point, Barry caught hold of the ball and looked around to see who was free from getting marked from the opposition. Unfortunately for Wally, he was spotted as the only free player standing a distance. "Wally!" he yelled as he lobbed it into the air.
"I got it! I got it!" Wally cried nervously with his arms held up while the ball started to fall down.
Whee…
"I got it! I got it!"
Whee…
"I got it! I got it!"
Whee… bonk!
Unfortunately, the ball got him instead. After getting hit on the head, he was knocked down, much to everyone's concern as they all rushed to him, yelling things out to snap him out of his dizziness.
"Wally! Are you okay!?"
"Wally! Say something! Anything!"
"Additional words of concern, dude!"
"Wally! How many fingers am I holding up!?"
"Forty two…" Wally said dizzily.
"Er… sorry, Wally," Barry said apologetically before getting excited again. "Let's play ball again!" he yelled as he grabbed the ball and ran around the pitch with it.
Wally groaned in pain, rubbing his head while his friends help him up. "I don't think I can play anymore," he said.
"Take five minutes, baby. You'll be fine," Surge said. He has a habit of calling everyone younger than him 'baby' for no important reason, other than what was previously stated. "But your team needs a substitute."
"I'll go," Wes said as he raised his hand, volunteering to take Wally's place for the time being. Surge allowed him in.
In no time at all, Wes's team was winning by a mile, scoring a number of points for his team, thanks to his natural athletic ability. "Get outta my way!" Miss Whitney yelled as she ran towards her goal, bouncing the ball on the ground. But, as quick as a blink, Wes snatched the ball from her, much to her shock and quickly scored again for his team. She stood on her spot for long seconds before she angrily yelled. "Foul! Foul! Let's play some dodge ball! Wes, you're in detention after this!"
"Shut up!" Surge yelled, annoyed by her yelling.
Soon, Wes scored a three pointer, much to everyone's amazement; especially Rui's when she ran up to him and held her hand up. "That was great, Wes!" Rui cried excitedly, signalling for him to give a high five, which was a light slap to the hand and that meant a number of good things like a greeting or to show a way of saying 'good work'. Wes coolly did so.
"Awesome," Barry said in astonishment before putting on a determined face. "I'm going for him."
Brendan couldn't help but give him an awkward look. "Are you kidding me?" he asked.
"Dude! That guy scored some three pointers and some slam-dunks! I won't rest until I get past his level!"
"Oh, so that's what you mean. I thought you meant something else," Brendan said in realisation before showing a smug look. "Heh. Well, good luck to ya."
After school was finished that day, the friends decided to get some burgers on their way home after Barry's ranting about a fast food restaurant he had in mind. Wes was with them after Miss Whitney decided to let him go, mainly due to her laziness and not wanting to stay in school for a few extra minutes.
"I'm telling ya, buddies!" Barry said excitedly when they entered the building, filled with customers happily eating their burgers. "New Yorker makes the best burgers ever!"
His happiness soon turned into horror when he saw his rivals Kim and his 'Invincible Pokemon Brothers' were standing at the front of the counter about give their orders. "What the heck are they doing here!?" he yelled angrily.
"Oh boy, he's for it now," Brendan moaned.
The brothers turned around and saw the hyperactive blond glaring at them with with angry eyes. "Well, well. If it isn't the loser Barry and his crew of love crazy dummies!" Kim said smugly.
"You creep! I'm always here first!" Barry yelled. "No one gets in front of the cue in front of me when I'm here!"
"Hey, Brendan, what's up with Barry?" Rui asked, finding this situation rather awkward.
"He hates it when he has to wait in a cue. He hates waiting for anything," Brendan replied.
"Hey, Brock! Tell them I always come here!" Barry yelled towards the worker behind the counter. He had tanned skin with brown spiky hair with small eyes.
"He does, guys," Brock said with a nervous sweat drop. "He does because he comes here when there's no cue when he comes around. Now any of you guys gonna order?"
Brendan placed his hand on Barry's shoulder. "Dude, it's better to wait than to get into trouble," he said. "For once in your life, just be patient. Besides, they're not going to take long."
Barry let out a small frustrated moan. "Oh, all right," he said. "Let's see what's on the menu."
They all looked up to the menu board above the counter and noticed a large picture of a muscular bearded man holding a large hot dog and the food was titled as 'Black Jack's Jumbo Sized Hot Dogs'.
"I'm starving!" Barry shouted with excitement in his eyes before he zoomed towards the counter. The others followed but by walking while Wallty continued looking at the picture with curiosity. He noticed some people finding titles like these funny in the past but…
"I still don't get it," he said baffled as he scratched his head before following the others.
"Yeah! I'll have two of those specials please!" Kim said.
Barry gave a stern look to Brendan. "Did you hear that? He ordered two specials!" he whispered. "I'll have three specials!" he yelled towards Brock.
"Four specials!" Kim shouted.
"Five specials!"
"Hey! I thought I was the one who eats the most," Kai, Kim's fat brother said.
"Six!"
"Hold everything!" Brock yelled stopping the two rivals. "This restaurant does hold contests. If you want to compete, do it properly."
"What kind of contest?" Barry yelled.
Soon, Barry and Kim sat at the same table with stern and determined looks on their faces. Both of them had a stack of jumbo-sized hot dogs on a plate each. Brock stood between them as the referee. Everyone gathered around, interested in this contest.
"Right! I want a good clean fight, Barry! And no dirty tricks from you, Kim!" Brock demanded. "You two will take it in turns eating your respective dishes. The guy who eats one dish ahead after their opponent refuses in any way is the winner. We'll start by having both competitors eating their respective dish on the same turn to determine who'll go first. Are you two ready?"
Barry and Kim didn't give a response as they evilly glared into each other's eyes. "I'll… take it as a yes," Brock said dully. "Let the devouring… begin!"
Both Barry and Kim began stuffing their faces with their highly stacked hotdogs. Their friends were encouraging them to no end.
They were going through a number of dishes throughout the contest. Neither competitor was surrender neither to the food, nor to each other, no matter how big or how strange the food was and they both had their own methods of finishing off their food quickly.
For instance, Barry's eighth dish, he was attempting to eat every bite of it after someone encouraged him. Unfortunately, the plate itself wasn't edible so it would count as an entire dish.
For Kim's nineteenth dish, he had a huge bowl of trifle. After eating a spoonful, he decided that it wasn't quick enough as he tossed his spoon away and splashed his head into the trifle, attempting to slurp every last drop, including those that was left on the table.
Barry's twenty-sixth dish was a large plate filled with deep fried food with a cup full of gravy. He was about to pour some on his fried stuff but people told him to drink it, with a reason that he would be able to finish it off quickly… and he did.
Kim's thirty-ninth dish was a big plate of highly stacked sausages and a big jar of custard. If people thought that Kim wouldn't pour the custard onto the sausages, they were wrong because he did that before stuffing them down his mouth in order to get the better of his opponent.
Soon, after all that eating, Kim's forty-ninth dish was a couple of meatballs. He struggled to reach out to them but his body was feeling to weak. His arm collapsed, physically signalling that he gave up but that didn't mean that Barry won yet. "Right, Barry," Brock said firmly. "Kim has decided to retire. All you have to do right now is to eat those meatballs. If you do that then you're the winner."
Barry was also feeling weak and full after all that eating. With great struggle, he reached his hand and grabbed the meatballs before putting them in his mouth and started munching on them. After he swallowed them, he happily jumped up from his seat and the crowd cheered with joy while some of them moaned in displeasure.
"You did it, Barry!"
"Hooray!"
"Yeah!"
"Boo!"
"Ya see that, boy!?" Barry yelled triumphantly at his rival. "Three words for ya! In ya face!"
"Yeah? Well, I got two words for ya," Kim said smugly.
Five seconds later, Barry found himself in the men's bathroom, barfing in the toilet after Kim told him what those two words were. Brendan was standing the toilet door. "He was only kidding, Barry," Brendan said loudly.
"I can't breath!" Barry yelled back before losing the contents of the food he had during the day.
"Brock decided to disqualify Kim for cheating when he said that. This restaurant doesn't use that kind of food."
"So, I won?"
"No, you went and hurled so this contest is a draw. But look on the bright side, everyone's seeing Kim as the bad guy for it. And what's better than that, he's banned from this restaurant for a month after a quarrel they had."
"Next time, I'll ask before I eat!" Barry yelled.
"Didn't you hear a word I just said?" Brendan said in an annoyed tone, feeling ignored by his friend.
The next day, Barry and Kim recovered from their stomachaches, ready to fight again… and again… and again… and again.
Cue 'Girls Just Wanna Have Fun' by Cyndi Lauper
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Next episode:
Brendan: Ever met a transfer student, guys?
Rui: I think we all have but we never had one so calm and weird like this one.
Zoey: Yeah, I noticed. I'm not sure if Wally would feel comfortable with her next to him in class.
Barry: Dude! Wally doesn't feel comfortable with anything. He probably has a reason why he may not like her. Right, Wally?
Wally: Um…
Brendan: Sheesh. Don't spoil anything, guys. See ya next time.
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