......................I'MSOSORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yeah, that's it.
"Hey!"
"No fair!"
"CHEATER!!!!!!!"
"I agree! You most definitely cheated!"
"You can't do that!"
"Actually, I can do that. Says so in the rule book." Iggy leaned back in his chair, spinning slightly and stretched his legs out putting his feet on the desk beside him, crossing them, his right over left, a small smile forming at his lips and his eyes shut, very well relaxed.
He seemed completely out of place with the five kids glaring at him, their arms crossed across their chests.
"Shardae! Tell him he can't do that!" Nudge, Nalani, Chaz, Lauren and Gazzy all exclaimed frustratedly {Is that a word? O.o} at me.
I sighed. And glanced at Iggy next to me, obviously comfortable.
"Where does it say you can steal everybody else's cards?" I asked lazily.
"469." He said simply.
I glanced at the rule book. 'Okay... Did he mean rule 469? Or page 469?'
'Page 469' Angel replied.
I nodded slightly, and reached for the book. Turned to page 469. Skimmed through. And was confused. For a couple reasons.
First, why the developers of the game decided to put a stupid rule like that knowing that it would cause problems.
Second, why there were so many rules for this stupid simple game.
And third, how the heck Iggy knew what page it was on, much less that it existed.
"Well?" Nudge asked. Huh, shortest thing Nudge has ever said to me.
I looked up and nodded.
The five kids stared at me shocked, then looked as if they thought I was lying.
"On what planet does it make sense that he takes all of our cards that we earned?" Lauren asked, skeptical.
"I'm not lying. It says so right here, Rule#1498, 'Should a player be losing the game, said loser is allowed to take everyone's cards to add to their set. Should the other players be upset, tell them to get over themselves and that the loser is actually the winner and the winners are actually the losers.' Hm."
I looked up, "Get over yourselves. Iggy won and you guys lost."
Iggy snorted. I looked at him. He was now grinning humorously, smugly and proudly.
Chaz looked at me funny, "You're lying."
"Am not." I stuck my tongue out.
He stood up and grabbed the book out of my hands.
"Don't snatch." I growled.
He glared at me and then looked back at the book.
I stared at him until he felt my eyes on him.
He glanced up and mumbled, "Sorry."
"Better be."
"Chaz? Did ya find it yet?" Gazzy asked.
"Yeah..." Chaz said glumly. "It says everything except for the part about us needing to get over ourselves." He glanced up at me, then back at Gazzy, "That part, she was lying about."
I grinned. Iggy snorted again.
"Quit snorting, you pig." I said.
Iggy got out of his position and slammed his feet on the floor. He spun in his chair toward me. "Excuse me?" He asked, mocking hurt. He was looking at me with 110% accuracy, which still kind of amazed me.
"You didn't hear me? I said, can I have some bacon? I'm hungry." I said. O.O Did I really just say that? Stupid, stupid me.
"Of course you are. I AM delicious, you know." He said, grinning and raising his eyebrows suggestively. O.O What. The. Hell? Did he really just say that?
"Hm. I was right, you are a pig."
"A pig, as in I eat a lot and I'm fat and ugly; or a pig as in I'm disgusting and dirty... In more ways than one." He said, raising his eyebrows suggestively again.
"Can I pick both options?"
He scowled, then grinned, "No, you can't because I am not any of those things. I'm one of the skinniest people alive and I'm debonairly handsome and I'm seductively succulent and clean. So ha."
"Debonairly? Seductively? Succulent? Since when do you use big words?"
"Since you started lov-"
"ZOMG! SHUT UP!" Nudge yelled.
Damn you, Nudge, what was he about to say?
Iggy and I looked at Nudge, skeptical.
"Huh?" We said at the same time.
"YOU GUYS ARE TALKING TOO MUCH!"
The irony.
Irony is funny.
So funny that Iggy and I burst out laughing leaning on each other leaving Nudge in confusion.
We laughed.
And laughed.
And laughed.
And laughed some more.
Anddddddddd, did ya guess it?
We laughed.
Then we did that weird sighing thing that people always do after they're done laughing.
You know what I'm talking about?
You know, the, "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HA. HA. HA....HA.....HA......SIGH.
You know what I mean?
I hope so....
"How is that funny?" Nudge asked.
Iggy and I stared at her again.
"Because you're always talking, all the time, non-stop. Always." Iggy muttered.
"I resent that!" Nudge exclaimed.
"I don't!" Gazzy exclaimed.
Then they got in an argument about how Nudge couldn't even go a minute without talking.
I'm not sure. Angel was in my head, speaking with me.
'Can you get Iggy to play another game?'
'Uh, how?'
'You know Iggy does whatever you tell him to do.'
'No, he doesn't.'
'Course he does.'
'Um, how? And, why would he?
'I dunno how, but I know why. Cuz he loves you.'
I didn't reply.
That's how I am when someone says that to me.
Like,
'Love you.'
'....'
Or,
'Shardae!'
'Yeah?'
'I love you.'
'....'
'Shardae!'
'Huh?'
'Iggy's talking to you.'
'Oh. I knew that.'
Angel then giggled out loud.
"Are you okay?" Iggy was talking to me.
I blinked twice and looked at him. He looked concerned, unlike he was five minutes ago. Concerned about me... Cough, cough, hack, hack, cough.
"Er... Yeah, perfectly fine. Just talking to Angel."
Iggy nodded in understanding, the concern slowly leaving his face.
Good...
'See, Angel? You're making me go crazy.'
'You've always been crazy. You didn't need my help.'
'Ha, ha, ha. Although, you're not helping me. I need to become un...crazy, and you're making me crazier.'
'Nah, that's not me, that sounds more like Iggy.'
'Rawr.'
Angel giggled out loud again.
Nalani, Chaz, Lydia, and Gazzy slipped out of the room, almost silently. Lauren ran to the bathroom... O.o
Nudge looked at me and Angel. She cocked her head. Then grinned knowingly. And put her head back to normal.
"You're talking about Iggy, aren't you?" She asked, still grinning. Iggy looked at me and grinned in amusement. Damn you, Nudge...
I glared at her. "Nope. I'm not talking at all. Therefore, I'm not talking about Iggy." I said, in a 'duh' way.
"Well, then, you and Angel are thinking about Iggy. Together. Which is worse than talking about him. You can think about him, all day, and then dream about him, which is really your thoughts in pictures, but you can't talk about a person all day and night because you really do have to shut up sometimes but you don't necessarily have to stop thinking at all." Nudge explained, only getting off track a little bit.
"We were not-" I began before I was so rudely interrupted.
"Shardae. Stop trying to hide it. Iggy and I both know you and Angel think about him all the time." Nudge said.
"And why would I do that?" I asked.
Iggy then burst out laughing. Angel frowned.
"How is that funny?" Angel asked, glaring at him for no apparent reason.
Iggy sighed, still grinning and looked up at Angel. He glanced at me, then back at Angel.
"Because I just figured out how blind I really am. Not just physically, but in other ways too...It's like, I should have seen that one coming. Well, not like really see, but see... You know what? Nevermind. I dunno. It's hard to explain."
Is it weird that I got what he was trying to say?
Cuz I think it is a little bit.
"Shardae gets what you're trying to say." Angel said, smiling.
I sighed.
Gr... I just met these people but the whole reading-my-mind thing was already really making me crazier.
AGAIN, I AM SO SORRY!!!!!!!
:(
I haven't had any time to write this! And I've had major writers block!! Don't you hate that?
Yeah, so anyway.
I hope you guys can forgive me...
Please?
Review and tell me if you hate me or not...
Yeah...
~~sharkdae~~