A/N: Okay here's chapter eleven sorry about the wait. To know who is still available for a girlfriend look at the list from the previous chapter mince Nick. Nick has been taken. anyways I hope you all enjoy the next installment.
The Day In The Life Of High School
Chapter Eleven
Pumpkin Fight
Bobby was in the middle of his third story when footsteps came running down the stairs. Greg appeared in the entrance to the living room and practically yelled at the top of his lungs, "IT'S TIME FOR THE PUMPKIN FIGHT! Everyone meet in the back yard and we'll choose the teams. I'm first captain and Taylor you're second that way it's Sanders against Sanders."
Greg than ran out of the living cheering. Everyone followed and stood on the back porch while Greg and Taylor stood in the grass waiting to start. Greg glanced through the crowd the first choice was always tough you wanted so many certain people on your team and you could always have the possibility of losing your second choice going to the other team. Greg took one more look. "Samantha," Greg said. He had actually been thinking of calling Ryan but Samantha's name had come out instead. Samantha quickly came down the stairs and joined Greg. "Your turn Tay."
Taylor rolled her eyes and her cousin's teasing tone. Looking up at the group she debated who to choose. She made her decision more quickly than Greg seeing the inpatients start in the people on the porch. "Ryan."
Things went quicker from there. "Don," said Greg.
"Tony."
"Megan."
"Bobby," said Taylor.
"Warrick."
"Sara."
"Alyssa," said Greg.
"Aaron."
"Okay everyone has their teams now. The point of the game is to have fun there is no winning in the game of pumpkin fighting. Each team will have ten pumpkins you can choose how you want to conduct your strategies. No tossing the actual shell of the pumpkin. Carve the pumpkin up and toss the slimy guts all you want. Everyone's ten pumpkins are behind the hay bushels, so go discuss your plans," explained Greg.
Everyone spilt of into their separate sides of the yard. Greg gathered his team close. "Okay here's what we're going to do. We each take a pumpkin and carve it open we gather all the gew and guts out of it and than we wait and together we throw the first batch at the others. After that four us will carve the other four pumpkins while the other two toss the rest of the guts of the other pumpkins," said Greg.
"Sounds like a plan," replied Don.
Greg's group got into there places getting ready. Taylor had gathered her group close. "So here is what we're going to do. Three people will carve the pumpkins each person will have a partner because the other three will be tossing the pumpkin guts when one pumpkin is empty we'll switch places. Now in the end there will be one pumpkin so we need to figure out who wants to be partners and then who wants to be in charge of the last pumpkin," explained Taylor.
"Sounds good to me. Sara you want to be my partner?" asked Bobby.
"No that's okay. I think I'll be Tony's," replied Sara.
"And Sara and I will take the last pumpkin," said Tony.
"Okay. Bobby and Aaron you good with being partners?" asked Taylor.
"Yeah, we're good," replied Bobby smiling at the fact that Taylor had made it so she and Ryan could be partners.
Taylor turned to Ryan. "You want to throw first?"
"Sure," replied Ryan.
"Hey Greg, are you ready?" yelled Taylor.
"Yeah. One more thing when carving the pumpkins you have to keep your head above the hay stacks because then no one can get you and that's not exactly fair," replied Greg.
"Okay," came Taylor's response.
On the count of three we can start the carving," said Greg. "One... Two... Three."
Instantly everyone who had been assigned a pumpkin began to carve away. Taylor got hers open quickly and handed a glob of pumpkin guts over to Ryan. Ryan tossed the pumpkin guts and they flew across the yard hitting Greg in the face. "You got be kidding me," yelled Greg. "Does everyone have some pumpkin guts in hand?"
"Yes," came the reply of Greg's teammates.
"Good. Ready fire."
A slew of guts flew through the air. "Duck," yelled Tony who had just thrown his own gob of pumpkin guts.
Everyone on Taylor's team ducked the pumpkin guts missing them all. Taylor looked into the pumpkin to see if there were more guts. Finding it empty. "Next pumpkin, your turn," she said.
Ryan took another pumpkin and put in place of the old pumpkin beginning the carve another mob of pumpkin guts from Greg's team came at the them. One gob hit Ryan in the face. "Ugh gross," shouted Ryan wiping the guts of his face but failing to get what was in his hair out.
Taylor took a quick glance around her teammates were all covered now. She looked across the yard looking for Greg. She spotted him. "Ryan do you have any guts for me?"
"Yeah here," he replied.
She took the guts and launched them at her cousin. They hit him on the side of his face and he instantly looked up to see who threw it. Taylor stuck out her tongue. "Oh no you didn't," shouted Greg and threw is own piece of pumpkin gut at her.
Taylor turned around as the pumpkin guts came in contact with her back. Ryan then handed her two more gobs of pumpkin guts and she tossed them one after the other. She turned to Ryan. "Ready for the switch?"
Ryan nodded his head and Taylor moved the last pumpkin into place. She began to carve. Quickly she pulled out the first batch of guts for Ryan and shouted to her teammates. "They've used all their own ammo. They'll only get some by what we throw to them."
Taylor's team was soon on there last pumpkin and Tony was quickly carving everyone else was tossing the guts back and forth. With in moments no one cared anymore who's side they were on. Everyone was out from behind the haystacks and tossing guts at each other no matter what team they were on.
After awhile everyone simmered down. Alyssa and Don were leaning against the haystacks that were on there teams side. Samantha lay on top of the haystacks above Don and Alyssa. Taylor lay in the grass. Bobby and Aaron sat against the other group of haystacks. Greg and Ryan stood next to them. "I feel gross," said Ryan.
"That's the point Ryan. It's bound to happen when you toss pumpkin guts at each other," said Greg.
"Well can I at least go in and take a shower because there's no way I'm going to sleep covered in pumpkin gew," replied Ryan.
"Are you sure?" yelled Greg as he jogged off.
Ryan rolled his eyes. "Of course I'm sure Greg. Do you know how gross it is to go to sleep with crusty pumpkin guts stuc- aaaaahhhh!" screamed Ryan as the cold hose water drenched his body.
Everyone else jumped up. "Greg! Now I'm going to be cold," complained Ryan.
"Oh well, we have towels inside when we're done," said Greg and took of chasing the others with the hose.
Ryan hesitated before running after Greg trying to get the hose away from him so he could blast Greg with water as well. Everyone was laughing and screaming. As they got drenched with water by Greg. All went silent when Phyllis' angry voice cut through their laughter. "LANDON SANDERS YOU LEAVE THIS HOUSE THIS INSTANT!"
"I came for my sister and I'm not leaving here without her," came Landon's voice.
Landon and Phyllis appeared on the back porch. Landon spotted Taylor and marched down the stairs grabbing Taylor, he made his way back dragging her. "LANDON STOP! I don't want to go with you," yelled Taylor.
"I don't care baby sis. You belong to me I'm your brother and I'm old enough to be your legal guardian so it's going to be me that takes care of you," he yelled back.
"She's not property Landon!" yelled Greg.
"Shut up G, this isn't your problem."
"Landon I don't want you to take care of me I'm happy here. Mom and Dad didn't want you to take care of me they wanted aunt Phyllis and Uncle Jay to."
"I don't care what they wanted they can't take you away from me."
"Since when did you care about me," yelled Taylor. "You never have before. Even after they died in the car crash you never came to check on me even though you were the first person to find out."
Taylor pulled or wrist out of Landon's grip and ran to Greg's protecting arms. Landon made an advance, but Tony stepped in his way. "Leave her alone," said Tony.
"Well if isn't little Tony. You still hanging around here because your parents could care less about you. They still go on their little vacations and leave you to fend for yourself," said Landon. "Move out of my way."
Tony didn't budge and stayed in front Landon. Landon used his last resort. "How's Olivia Tony, ohh wait she killed herself. I for-"
Landon never finished what he was going to say because Tony pushed him to the ground and they were in a full blown brawl rolling on the ground. Landon got the upper hand. "Don't mess with me Tony. I'm older and stronger and I'll do what I want when I want," said Landon throwing a punch at Tony. He went to punch Tony again, but was pulled off him and thrown aside.
Landon landed on his feet and recovered his balance easily. Looking up he saw Jay Sanders standing between him and Tony. "Get off my property Landon, your not welcome here," said Jay.
Landon made a move to get Taylor. "Without Taylor. Your parents put her in our custody and that's the way it's going to stay. Now get out of here," yelled Jay. Landon quickly left. Jay turned to Tony and helped him up. "Go inside and see Phyllis," said Jay and turned to everyone else. "Come one everyone inside and warm up."
Everyone was now dried off. Sara had called her foster parents and asked if she could spend the night at the Sanders. Sara and Alyssa were now clad in Taylor's spare large T-shirts and sweat pants. Samantha had brought her own P.Js. The boys were also all dressed in their own P.Js. Everyone was in their own sleeping bag talking in the living room. Taylor however lay in her sleeping bag reading once again. Ryan watched her in silence he felt horrible for her. Her brother had treated her so roughly. Everyone was soon asleep by eleven.
It was the afternoon of the next day and Phyllis had dropped of Ryan at his house after everyone else had left. "Thanks for the ride Mrs. Sanders," said Ryan shutting the car door behind him. He walked up the path and into his house closing the door.
"Ryan your home," yelled a young girl. She ran down the stairs and tackled Ryan against the front door. "Play tag with me."
"No Caitlyn, I don't want to play tag," said Ryan pulling free, but she still held on to his arm.
"Ah come on Ryan one game. Bryce Ryan's home come play tag," said Caitlyn.
Running was herd from further in the house. "No I said I don't want to play," said Ryan and finally got out of his sisters grasp and ran up stairs. Opening the door to his room and shutting it behind him. Seeing his room he freaked it was mess. "What did you do!" yelled Ryan.
He opened his door and ran past his brother and sister. He went into the kitchen to find his mom. "Mom, Caitlyn and Bryce tore apart my room. It's a mess."
"Ryan I'm sure you're exaggerating. I told them they could go in to look for one of their toys. Your room isn't that bad."
"Mom there's not a chance in the world I'd have one of their toys in my room and my stuff is all over the floor."
"Then go clean it up Ryan. What else do you want me to say," said Ryan's mother.
Ryan just walked back up to his room and began to to reorganize like he had to do so many other times.
A/N: So there it was. you got to meet Landon and you got a glimpse of what Ryan's house hold is like. Please send me reviews. StoryDreamer
