Yes, yes, I know it's been a long time and all, but I've been lazy and I've
been struck by Writer's block. But, here's chapter 7, love it or hate it!
Days passed, and practices were getting longer. It was now only 2 more days until the Quarterfinals, and nobody was more ready than Elise. She'd been spending most of her time there now, preparing, and avoiding. Ever since that fateful and embarrassing day with JP, she couldn't face him. Not that it really mattered; of course she didn't care what other people thought, especially a man. She didn't have time for any silly boys; she was a busy woman and all. But still, she just couldn't get him out of her mind. Elise sighed as the hot sun hung high in the still air. She was sitting on her bus steps, just watching the scenery. The boarders were at lunch right now at the lodge, and after that they'd all be back on the slopes. She wasn't very hungry; she ate a lot for breakfast, almost too much.
Elise turned her head to a slight noise behind the bus, slowly rising to her feet and descending towards the decibels. She figured it was just an official, but she was bored and had nothing better to do, so she checked it out. As Elise peeked behind the protection of her bus, she made a disgusted grumble at what she saw. Marisol, just the girl she really wanted to see. What a waste! Standing up and walking the whole 7 feet to find Marisol talking on a cell phone, what a total destruction of energy.
"Now remember," The Latin woman spoke quietly in her cellular, "nobody must find out." Elise's ears perked up, and she got interested. She decided to stick around for a while longer. Hopefully she'd find something interesting to get back at her rival for the ring incident. Marisol giggled and reached into her pocket, pulling out her shades. "I love you too Brodi!" Elise gagged right then and there. BRODI? MARISOL? TOGETHER?!
Psymon was slumped down into his chair, poking at his food. Hot dogs and macaroni, again for the 3rd freaking day. 'This is like junior high all over again.' Psymon thought to himself. 'At least the school's food was half edible.'
"Hey there, Stark. Mind if I sit next to you? You're all by yourself and the other tables are full." Psymon looked up at the voice to see Seeiah. She didn't give him a chance to reply and sat down across from him. The crazy Canadian raised his brows.
"You're actually sitting by me?"
"It looks that way doesn't it?"
"And Alone! I'm impressed. I hope you know I don't let just anyone sit next to ME." Psymon grabbed his fork and set a piece of stale macaroni on the end. Balling his fist, he slammed his hand down on the fork, causing the noodle to fly up and land on Seeiah's anti-haired head.
"Eek!" Seeiah jumped up, maniacally slapping the cheese off her head. She glared at Psymon who immediately started cackling. She stormed off towards the lady's room and left Psymon alone again. He frowned. He actually enjoyed the small amount of time socializing; he was surprised she actually came less than 10 feet to him. Usually, everyone kept his or her distances, except Zoe of course. But she was usually off with that damn Englishman, Moby. He really wished she cared for him more; he would even make an attempt to act normal, but only for her. He stared at the so-called food in front of him, and he suddenly lost his appetite. He winced as he looked over at Luther, who was chomping away at the hot dogs, and spewing crumbs everywhere. He chuckled as he saw JP, Mac, and Kaori, at the end of the table, trying their best to dodge the fragments of food flying their way. Psymon again frowned, he really wished at times he was 'one of the guys.' But this was just who he was, and he couldn't change that.
Mac covered his head in frustration and annoyance; he tried his best from letting the flying particles from Luther's huge yap from hitting Kaori. He had no idea that any human could eat so violently! He glanced over at JP, who was obviously embarrassed by his friend's actions. Mac's respect actually barely went up for JP; he didn't realize how bad he actually had it living with Luther. 'If I had as much money as he,' Mac thought, 'I'd buy Luther is own bus.'
As Luther licked his plate clean, he let out this awful belch that had a scent, which resembled a fart. JP slammed his head on the table and rolled it around. Kaori looked extremely unhealthy, well at least the crisis was over.
"Hey Cooks!" Luther called, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. "I want 5 more wieners! And throw in a Bud light while you're at it!"
"That is it Luther! Enough with the disturbance!" JP stood up, and motioned for Kaori and Mac to follow. Both instantly jumped up and walked out the door with him. JP usually wouldn't ask Mac or Kaori to go anywhere with him, he didn't care for them too much. Besides, he was 9 years older, so he wasn't all peachy with hanging out with some kids. But, he just couldn't leave them with Luther, unsupervised. Even he wasn't that cruel.
Their boards were all leaning against the outside wall of the lodge. They grabbed theirs and started lacing them up. Kaori and Mac started chatting about less disgusting things, while JP kept quiet to himself. He laced up his boots, strapped on his board, and quickly slid away from the 2 teens. He noticed Elise, with her board at the top of the course. She turned around, facing him, and quickly turned away.
"Elise, how about I kick your butt at a little showoff competition?" JP smirked. Elise glared at him from under her sunglasses, her face showing a little more of a wicked edge than usual. JP turned his head to the side. "I don't like that look."
Elise chuckled in her icy cold laugh. "Oh, I've just gotten a piece of information about Marisol. All I have to do now is twist it a little and make it evil. And evil is what I do best."
"Anything I can do to help?" JP asked, his accent thickening. "You know I enjoy watching my ex-becoming uncomfortable."
Elise smirked, "Maybe later. Right now I'm going to kick your ass with tricks." Elise shoved the Frenchman down and raced onward, laughing at him cussing at her. She was determined to beat him.
Days passed, and practices were getting longer. It was now only 2 more days until the Quarterfinals, and nobody was more ready than Elise. She'd been spending most of her time there now, preparing, and avoiding. Ever since that fateful and embarrassing day with JP, she couldn't face him. Not that it really mattered; of course she didn't care what other people thought, especially a man. She didn't have time for any silly boys; she was a busy woman and all. But still, she just couldn't get him out of her mind. Elise sighed as the hot sun hung high in the still air. She was sitting on her bus steps, just watching the scenery. The boarders were at lunch right now at the lodge, and after that they'd all be back on the slopes. She wasn't very hungry; she ate a lot for breakfast, almost too much.
Elise turned her head to a slight noise behind the bus, slowly rising to her feet and descending towards the decibels. She figured it was just an official, but she was bored and had nothing better to do, so she checked it out. As Elise peeked behind the protection of her bus, she made a disgusted grumble at what she saw. Marisol, just the girl she really wanted to see. What a waste! Standing up and walking the whole 7 feet to find Marisol talking on a cell phone, what a total destruction of energy.
"Now remember," The Latin woman spoke quietly in her cellular, "nobody must find out." Elise's ears perked up, and she got interested. She decided to stick around for a while longer. Hopefully she'd find something interesting to get back at her rival for the ring incident. Marisol giggled and reached into her pocket, pulling out her shades. "I love you too Brodi!" Elise gagged right then and there. BRODI? MARISOL? TOGETHER?!
Psymon was slumped down into his chair, poking at his food. Hot dogs and macaroni, again for the 3rd freaking day. 'This is like junior high all over again.' Psymon thought to himself. 'At least the school's food was half edible.'
"Hey there, Stark. Mind if I sit next to you? You're all by yourself and the other tables are full." Psymon looked up at the voice to see Seeiah. She didn't give him a chance to reply and sat down across from him. The crazy Canadian raised his brows.
"You're actually sitting by me?"
"It looks that way doesn't it?"
"And Alone! I'm impressed. I hope you know I don't let just anyone sit next to ME." Psymon grabbed his fork and set a piece of stale macaroni on the end. Balling his fist, he slammed his hand down on the fork, causing the noodle to fly up and land on Seeiah's anti-haired head.
"Eek!" Seeiah jumped up, maniacally slapping the cheese off her head. She glared at Psymon who immediately started cackling. She stormed off towards the lady's room and left Psymon alone again. He frowned. He actually enjoyed the small amount of time socializing; he was surprised she actually came less than 10 feet to him. Usually, everyone kept his or her distances, except Zoe of course. But she was usually off with that damn Englishman, Moby. He really wished she cared for him more; he would even make an attempt to act normal, but only for her. He stared at the so-called food in front of him, and he suddenly lost his appetite. He winced as he looked over at Luther, who was chomping away at the hot dogs, and spewing crumbs everywhere. He chuckled as he saw JP, Mac, and Kaori, at the end of the table, trying their best to dodge the fragments of food flying their way. Psymon again frowned, he really wished at times he was 'one of the guys.' But this was just who he was, and he couldn't change that.
Mac covered his head in frustration and annoyance; he tried his best from letting the flying particles from Luther's huge yap from hitting Kaori. He had no idea that any human could eat so violently! He glanced over at JP, who was obviously embarrassed by his friend's actions. Mac's respect actually barely went up for JP; he didn't realize how bad he actually had it living with Luther. 'If I had as much money as he,' Mac thought, 'I'd buy Luther is own bus.'
As Luther licked his plate clean, he let out this awful belch that had a scent, which resembled a fart. JP slammed his head on the table and rolled it around. Kaori looked extremely unhealthy, well at least the crisis was over.
"Hey Cooks!" Luther called, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. "I want 5 more wieners! And throw in a Bud light while you're at it!"
"That is it Luther! Enough with the disturbance!" JP stood up, and motioned for Kaori and Mac to follow. Both instantly jumped up and walked out the door with him. JP usually wouldn't ask Mac or Kaori to go anywhere with him, he didn't care for them too much. Besides, he was 9 years older, so he wasn't all peachy with hanging out with some kids. But, he just couldn't leave them with Luther, unsupervised. Even he wasn't that cruel.
Their boards were all leaning against the outside wall of the lodge. They grabbed theirs and started lacing them up. Kaori and Mac started chatting about less disgusting things, while JP kept quiet to himself. He laced up his boots, strapped on his board, and quickly slid away from the 2 teens. He noticed Elise, with her board at the top of the course. She turned around, facing him, and quickly turned away.
"Elise, how about I kick your butt at a little showoff competition?" JP smirked. Elise glared at him from under her sunglasses, her face showing a little more of a wicked edge than usual. JP turned his head to the side. "I don't like that look."
Elise chuckled in her icy cold laugh. "Oh, I've just gotten a piece of information about Marisol. All I have to do now is twist it a little and make it evil. And evil is what I do best."
"Anything I can do to help?" JP asked, his accent thickening. "You know I enjoy watching my ex-becoming uncomfortable."
Elise smirked, "Maybe later. Right now I'm going to kick your ass with tricks." Elise shoved the Frenchman down and raced onward, laughing at him cussing at her. She was determined to beat him.