Disclaimer: Guess what!? I don't own these characters, though I wish I did! Then I could have fun with them, and get paid to!! :) Well, I forgot to add this little note to the last chapter, because I was so happy to finally be uploading it! I hope you guys enjoy that chapter and this chapter, and please reveiw it to tell me if it was worth it! I'm actually almost done with this chapter! I have to finish chapter 8, and then I have two more to write. :) And I should have that done this weekend--maybe near the end of it, but by this weekend! :) Well, that's all I can think to say, I hope you guys like it, and without further ado...
Matchamking 101 7/10
"Catie is going to kill me."
Val paced the room, chewing on her bottom lip, her blue eyes dark and worried. Tyler watched her go back and forth, a small grin pulling at his lips.
"Calm down, Val. I'm sure that Catie is going to KILL you...she might be a little mad at you for a few--" Tyler tried to calm her down.
"Years." Brooke spoke up, grinning when her sister winced.
"I'm sure it won't be THAT long." Hank thought out loud.
"That's because you don't know Catie all that well." Brooke informed him, going back to watching her sister pace.
"Brooke, why did I let you talk me into this!?" Val shrieked at the girl, stopping her pacing and putting her hands to her head.
"Couldn't tell you." The younger girl smiled.
"Okay guys, let's just calm down." Tyler got, literally, in between the two girls and set his hands gently on Val's shoulders. "It will be okay. I'm sure Catie will realize that you had her best interests at heart--even if you did go about it in the COMPLETELY wrong way."
"Oh thanks. Why didn't you say any of this when we came UP with this great plan?" Val asked, crinkling her eyebrows.
"Well, because I didn't think they would take it this badly." Tyler trailed off, leaning his head to listen to the screaming that was QUITE audible from the supply closet.
"TYLER! VAL! HANK! BROOKE! LET US OUT RIGHT NOW!" Jamie's deep voiced roared from behind the door, followed by great deals of pounding.
"VAL!! BROOKE!! YOU TWO ARE SO DEAD WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE!" Catie shrieked, making Tyler's skin crawl slightly.
"They are really pissed at us." Hank noted, rubbing his chin.
"You think?" Brooke asked sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
"Maybe we should let them out?" Val suggested, chewing on her lip.
"Let's give them a few more minutes, you know, let them cool down. They've only been in there--" Brooked checked the clock, and continued "fifteen minutes. This could still work."
"Brooke, you've lost your mind!" Val informed her, moving toward the closet.
"Hang on Val, she does have a point. I mean, them being locked up together might not work as well as we had HOPED it would, but we MIGHT not want to open the door right this very minute." Tyler suggested nervously.
"Why is that?" Val asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"You know that comment I made by not wanting to be beat up by Catie? I was serious about that." Tyler informed her.
Val muffled a giggle, putting her hand up to her face and shaking her head. "You're crazy. Catie's to little to really hurt you."
"Hey, she might be little, but I bet she's pretty stout." Hank chuckled, balling his hands up into fists and shadowboxing. "If she was angry enough, she might be able to take all of us at once."
"And I'm sure Jamie's going to be right behind her." Tyler added, wincing.
"All I have to say is that I'm glad that we're at an emergency medical station. We wouldn't loose to much blood before we got some help." Brooke added, nodding her head.
"Guys! They're are friends, there not going to beat us up!" Val exclaimed a little to loudly. It was a little to loudly because evidently both Catie and Jamie heard her.
"OH YES WE ARE!" The locked up twosome screamed together.
"Um okay...let's leave them in there for a little while longer, okay?" Val asked nervously, looking toward the room apprehensively.
"Good plan." Tyler observed, patting her shoulders and wincing as something heavy hit the door with a loud thump. "Maybe a little longer then we thought."
"Yeah."" Val agreed.
Matchamking 101 7/10
"Catie is going to kill me."
Val paced the room, chewing on her bottom lip, her blue eyes dark and worried. Tyler watched her go back and forth, a small grin pulling at his lips.
"Calm down, Val. I'm sure that Catie is going to KILL you...she might be a little mad at you for a few--" Tyler tried to calm her down.
"Years." Brooke spoke up, grinning when her sister winced.
"I'm sure it won't be THAT long." Hank thought out loud.
"That's because you don't know Catie all that well." Brooke informed him, going back to watching her sister pace.
"Brooke, why did I let you talk me into this!?" Val shrieked at the girl, stopping her pacing and putting her hands to her head.
"Couldn't tell you." The younger girl smiled.
"Okay guys, let's just calm down." Tyler got, literally, in between the two girls and set his hands gently on Val's shoulders. "It will be okay. I'm sure Catie will realize that you had her best interests at heart--even if you did go about it in the COMPLETELY wrong way."
"Oh thanks. Why didn't you say any of this when we came UP with this great plan?" Val asked, crinkling her eyebrows.
"Well, because I didn't think they would take it this badly." Tyler trailed off, leaning his head to listen to the screaming that was QUITE audible from the supply closet.
"TYLER! VAL! HANK! BROOKE! LET US OUT RIGHT NOW!" Jamie's deep voiced roared from behind the door, followed by great deals of pounding.
"VAL!! BROOKE!! YOU TWO ARE SO DEAD WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE!" Catie shrieked, making Tyler's skin crawl slightly.
"They are really pissed at us." Hank noted, rubbing his chin.
"You think?" Brooke asked sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
"Maybe we should let them out?" Val suggested, chewing on her lip.
"Let's give them a few more minutes, you know, let them cool down. They've only been in there--" Brooked checked the clock, and continued "fifteen minutes. This could still work."
"Brooke, you've lost your mind!" Val informed her, moving toward the closet.
"Hang on Val, she does have a point. I mean, them being locked up together might not work as well as we had HOPED it would, but we MIGHT not want to open the door right this very minute." Tyler suggested nervously.
"Why is that?" Val asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"You know that comment I made by not wanting to be beat up by Catie? I was serious about that." Tyler informed her.
Val muffled a giggle, putting her hand up to her face and shaking her head. "You're crazy. Catie's to little to really hurt you."
"Hey, she might be little, but I bet she's pretty stout." Hank chuckled, balling his hands up into fists and shadowboxing. "If she was angry enough, she might be able to take all of us at once."
"And I'm sure Jamie's going to be right behind her." Tyler added, wincing.
"All I have to say is that I'm glad that we're at an emergency medical station. We wouldn't loose to much blood before we got some help." Brooke added, nodding her head.
"Guys! They're are friends, there not going to beat us up!" Val exclaimed a little to loudly. It was a little to loudly because evidently both Catie and Jamie heard her.
"OH YES WE ARE!" The locked up twosome screamed together.
"Um okay...let's leave them in there for a little while longer, okay?" Val asked nervously, looking toward the room apprehensively.
"Good plan." Tyler observed, patting her shoulders and wincing as something heavy hit the door with a loud thump. "Maybe a little longer then we thought."
"Yeah."" Val agreed.