It was now day two of classes. As expected, Lita complained the whole way up to the Math
classroom. To my suprise and Lita's pleasure, the class was canceled because the teacher
had to be hospitalized. Lita did a wonderfully goofy happy dance to celebrate. After
gaining contorl of herself, we walked down to the gym to wait the hour before basketball
started. We stopped by a snack machine on the way down, having a good laugh over a memory
of Serena stuffing her face full of food.
The gym was open with only a few people playing pick-up games inside. Lita and I took a
seat on the bleachers and watched the games going on. They were quite amusing to watch,
even funner to listen to. They were many great comments like " Not in my house" after a
rejected ball and lots of " Who's yo daddy". Like I said, great fun. Suddenly, Lita started
poking me hard in the ribs until I finally gave her an evil glare. " Lookey that! He's
heeeeeeeeeere!" she cooed as Asher walked in to the gym with a small pack of punkish
looking guys. Today, his hair was still brillant red, but now it had blue streaks randomly
placed in it. He dropped off his skateboard and backpack, which was black and covered
in patches. Wonder why he doesn't just get a new one if that one was so ruined...
"Ooooooo, Ames! Look! They're playing a shirts vs. skins game. I love those! Get a nice
view of the livestock if ya know what I mean," she whispered to me while a humongus grin
came across her face. I couldn't help but sigh. I mean, she was comparing people to
barnyard animals. The group of guys started up their game a few minutes later after
choosing sides. Asher was on the skins team. Once again, I was quite shocked. He had tatoos
on his chest and a sword on his arm that I hadn't noticed the other day. "Impressive
display he's got," excalimed Lita, who appeared almost as shocked as I was. She must have
said that too loud because the group turned and started up at us. Asher laughed once one of
the guys filled him on what Lita had said. " Nice tatoos, Asher!" Lita yelled down to him.
He gave us a wicked grin before waving at us and turning his attention to the start of the
game. Once the game started, it quickly became obvious that Asher was excelled at the sport.
Once the game ended, the guys bombarded the bleachers. The shortest one of the group turned
around and looked up at us for a second. Then, the group all huddled in together and started
whispering to each other and play fighting. They got really quiet suddenly when Asher
stood up and walked over to us. "Hey, ladies!" he said as he wiggled his way inbetween
us. " Hey, Asher," Lita said in return," Where'd you learn to play like that? You must be the
best player on your high school's team." He shrugged before replying," I was. That is, until
I beat the crap outta this one guy and got kicked off. That asshole! Tried to take my captain's
position and my girl. Got what was commin' to 'em." At first, I was embarrased to have him sitting
so close to me with all his friends watching, but after his little story, I got slightly scared. He
reminded me an awful lot of Lita, except he seemed more harsh. " Anyways, came over to ask ya
chicks if ya wanted to chill later. Me and my boys are gonna go check out this new cafe sorta
place. We need some females around, ya know, for atmosphere. You two down or what?" he asked
us. Before I could say anything, Lita piped up instantly," You bet! We'll be there."
" Cool, catch ya girls later then, after practice," he replied as he stood up to leave. He
put one of his hands on my shoulder as he jumped over the bleacher above us. I glanced up at
him. He raised his eyebrows up at me before laughing again and going back to the group of
guys. " Score!" he yelled at the guys as he raised his hands in the air. Lita laughed along
with the guys as I sat there shaking my head at all this madness and wondering how uncomfortable
I was going to be later tonight. At least Lita was in her element. She behaved in that sort
of way that those skater/punk guys did. I was going to have a long talk with her once we got home.
classroom. To my suprise and Lita's pleasure, the class was canceled because the teacher
had to be hospitalized. Lita did a wonderfully goofy happy dance to celebrate. After
gaining contorl of herself, we walked down to the gym to wait the hour before basketball
started. We stopped by a snack machine on the way down, having a good laugh over a memory
of Serena stuffing her face full of food.
The gym was open with only a few people playing pick-up games inside. Lita and I took a
seat on the bleachers and watched the games going on. They were quite amusing to watch,
even funner to listen to. They were many great comments like " Not in my house" after a
rejected ball and lots of " Who's yo daddy". Like I said, great fun. Suddenly, Lita started
poking me hard in the ribs until I finally gave her an evil glare. " Lookey that! He's
heeeeeeeeeere!" she cooed as Asher walked in to the gym with a small pack of punkish
looking guys. Today, his hair was still brillant red, but now it had blue streaks randomly
placed in it. He dropped off his skateboard and backpack, which was black and covered
in patches. Wonder why he doesn't just get a new one if that one was so ruined...
"Ooooooo, Ames! Look! They're playing a shirts vs. skins game. I love those! Get a nice
view of the livestock if ya know what I mean," she whispered to me while a humongus grin
came across her face. I couldn't help but sigh. I mean, she was comparing people to
barnyard animals. The group of guys started up their game a few minutes later after
choosing sides. Asher was on the skins team. Once again, I was quite shocked. He had tatoos
on his chest and a sword on his arm that I hadn't noticed the other day. "Impressive
display he's got," excalimed Lita, who appeared almost as shocked as I was. She must have
said that too loud because the group turned and started up at us. Asher laughed once one of
the guys filled him on what Lita had said. " Nice tatoos, Asher!" Lita yelled down to him.
He gave us a wicked grin before waving at us and turning his attention to the start of the
game. Once the game started, it quickly became obvious that Asher was excelled at the sport.
Once the game ended, the guys bombarded the bleachers. The shortest one of the group turned
around and looked up at us for a second. Then, the group all huddled in together and started
whispering to each other and play fighting. They got really quiet suddenly when Asher
stood up and walked over to us. "Hey, ladies!" he said as he wiggled his way inbetween
us. " Hey, Asher," Lita said in return," Where'd you learn to play like that? You must be the
best player on your high school's team." He shrugged before replying," I was. That is, until
I beat the crap outta this one guy and got kicked off. That asshole! Tried to take my captain's
position and my girl. Got what was commin' to 'em." At first, I was embarrased to have him sitting
so close to me with all his friends watching, but after his little story, I got slightly scared. He
reminded me an awful lot of Lita, except he seemed more harsh. " Anyways, came over to ask ya
chicks if ya wanted to chill later. Me and my boys are gonna go check out this new cafe sorta
place. We need some females around, ya know, for atmosphere. You two down or what?" he asked
us. Before I could say anything, Lita piped up instantly," You bet! We'll be there."
" Cool, catch ya girls later then, after practice," he replied as he stood up to leave. He
put one of his hands on my shoulder as he jumped over the bleacher above us. I glanced up at
him. He raised his eyebrows up at me before laughing again and going back to the group of
guys. " Score!" he yelled at the guys as he raised his hands in the air. Lita laughed along
with the guys as I sat there shaking my head at all this madness and wondering how uncomfortable
I was going to be later tonight. At least Lita was in her element. She behaved in that sort
of way that those skater/punk guys did. I was going to have a long talk with her once we got home.