Teenage Life
CH.5
Author: Me don't own YGO.. They characters and... Um.. Iono.. Thats it.
Joey: (Duct tape sealed his mouth) Mrfl!! Erfh!! *Chokes Tristan*
Tristan: (Mouth sealed with duct tape) Argh!! Wurrrfff!!!! Moof!!
Author: Joey! Get your hands off Tristan! You can kill him like that!!
Joey: *Releases Tristan* *Points at Tristan* Oof murg fufufuf!!!
Author: Wait, say that again? I don't understand that kind of language.. *Sweat*
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Sheryl, Joey, Tristan and Yami walked to Rave. Joey and Tristan sat on a couch in front of the dressing room. Yami was looking at some clothes..Girl.. Clothes..
Sheryl: *Holds up a tann-ish sleeve-less shirt that ties at the side* Hey! What do you think of this shirt?! *Jumps in front of Tristan and Joey*
Tristan: *Opens eyes really wide* Whoa.....
Joey: Try it on!
Sheryl: Okay.. *Skips into the dressing room and comes back out a minute later* So, what you think??!
Joey: 0.0!!
Tristan: Whoa.....
Sheryl: Say something! Does it look good or what??
Shirley: *Walks in the store* What's up, Sheryl??!
Sheryl: *turns around* Oh, hey!! What you think of this shirt??!
Shirley: Damn, that shirt hella cute!
Tristan: *Stares at Shirley* Whoa...
Yami: *Stares at Shirley* *Drool*
Sheryl: Come on! Say hi to my friends!
Shirley: You mean the guys that you be pimpin'??!
Sheryl: o.O;...Um.. Yeah.. Sure.. Whatever. Hey, Joey, Tristan, Yami! This is Shirley!
Shirley: *Smiles and waves* Hi..
Yami: Hey! I'm Yami. *Shakes hands with Shirley*
Tristan: *Speechless*
Joey: Hey, what's up? I'm Joey. But you can call me, Mista Cool!
Shirley: *Laughs* Mister Cool! Hahahahahaha!!!
Joey: -_-...
Sheryl: *Hugs Joey* He's just playin'.. Come on! Let's look for clothes! Oh.. Wait.. I gotta change. *Giggles and walks into the changing room*
Shirley: *Walks to Yami where he's looking at some belts* Hey, Yami! If you looking for your clothes, you should try going somewhere else.
Yami: *Sweat* I wasn't looking for any of my clothes.. Just checking out some clothes for Sheryl.
Shirley: Ooh, you go with her?? Man, if youi are, I'm hella late!!
Yami: *Chuckles* No.. We're not going out. I'm not good enough, anyway. *Laughs*
Shirley: Oh well. *Skips off to look for clothes*
2 hours later......
Sheryl: *Holds 2 bags full of clothes* So many clothes, so little time!
Joey: Let me help you with that bag.. *Takes a bag from Sheryl's hand*
Tristan: *Still drooling at both Sheryl and Shirley*
Yami: *Slaps Tristan on the back of the head* Quit it, will you??!
Tristan: Huh??! Oh.. Yeah.. Sorry.
Shirley: Hey.. Can somebody please help me carry a bag? I sort of.. Didn't eat lunch today.. *Struggles to walk steadily* *Sweat*
Yami: *Grabs a bag* Come on! Not eaitng lunch isn't that bad! *Walks ahead*
Sheryl: Man, my arms are so sore.. Hey.. Dinner at my house, right??
Joey: Yeah... I'll drive, then.
Sheryl: Thanks..
Tristan: Who will I drive then??!
Yami: Me and Shirley. Who else??!
Shirley: I got my own car. I'll drive myself.
Yami: It's kind of dark, don't you think that it's unsafe to drive yourself?
Shirley: Are you saying that I can't drive?!
Yami: No, just want you to be safe. *Smile*
Tristan: Quit trying to be so protective! *Smacks Yami on the back of the head*
Yami: OW!! *Rubs the back of his head* You idiotic moron!!
Tristan: *Sweat* Well, it wasn't right for you to slap me on my head!
Later.....
Sheryl, Shirley, Yami, Joey and Tristan reached their cars. Sheryl and Shirley put their stuff in their cars and drove off seperately to Sheryl's house. Yami was driving Shirley's car and Joey took over Sheryl's car. Tristan drove by himself. While they were driving, Sheryl and Shirley were talking by yelling loudly to each other on the freeway. Half an hour later, they arrived at Sheryl's house..
Joey: Alright, we're here!
Sheryl: *No answer*
Joey: Hey, we've reached our destination! Why don't you answer me?
Sheryl: *Still no answer*
Joey: *Gets out of car and opened the door next to Sheryl's seat* Hey, this is no time to sleep yet. *Shakes Sheryl gently*
Sheryl: *Blink blink blink blink*
Joey: *Smile* You little sleepyhead! You fell asleep in the car.
Sheryl: *Rubs head* Man.. I got a major headache..
Yami: *Peeks in the car* Bagh!!! Joey's trying to kiss Sheryl! People, come oever here, QUICK!!
Joey: *Turns around* I'm not trying to kiss her, you bastard!!
Shirley: Oooh, somebody likes Sheryl.. I told you Sheryl is a pimp! *Laughs*
Tristan: Who try to kiss who??!
Yami: (Tries to sound smart) Joey was trying to kiss Sheryl while she was sleeping. *Crosses arms*
Sheryl: *Blink blink* For real, he was just trying to wake me up. *Rubs head* *Takes out house keys* Here, Shirley. Open the door.
Shirley: *Takes keys* I'll get our stuff..
Tristan: I'll help. *Walks to the trunk to get the bags*
Yami: I'll go inside and watch TV! *Runs into the house*
Joey: Should I get some aspirin or anything?
Sheryl: No thanks. I'll just get something ot eat. *Gets up from car* Man, I'm sleepy. *Walks wobbily* So dizzy... *Loses balance and falls on Joey*
Joey: Whoa! *Catches Sheryl* Aye, you alright?! *Carries Sheryl into the house and puts her on the couch*
Shirley: Hey, look what I found!!! *Holds up a diary*
Tristan: *Gasp!* Sheryl's diary!! I bet she wrote something about me in it!! *Snatches the diary off Shirley's hands*
Shirley: Mister RUDE! At least ask!
Yami: *Closes the front door* What's in there?
Tristan: Its all scribbles with Joey's name on it!
Joey: What? Lemme see that thing! *Snatches diary from Tristan*
The Diary says::
Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey
Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey
(..And more scribbles of "Joey")
Shirley: *Peeks at diary* Sheryl likes Joey??! And she didn't tell me??!
Tristan: *Pouts* I thought she would write something about me in there, too. *Crosses arms*
Sheryl: *Lies on the couch catching some Z's..*
Joey: *Blush* *Closes diary* *Chuckles*
Shirley: Did Joey just go mental or what?
Yami: *Stomach grumbles* Man, I'm hungry! I want some clam chowder...
Tristan: Let's go look for them!! *Runs into the kitchen and digs through the cabinets until he finds the clam chowder*
Joey: *Sits next to Sheryl on the couch*
Shirley: o_o...You know, Joey, you don't look half bad..
Joey: *Looks up at Shirley and smiles*
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Author: Please R & R this chapter! CH. 6 coming up soon!! I kinda pictured Joey looking like Tamahome(Fushigi Yugi).. LOL.
Joey: *Rips off duct tape* I don't even look like him!! *Tapes tape back on mouth*
Tristan: *Pouts and crosses arms*
CH.5
Author: Me don't own YGO.. They characters and... Um.. Iono.. Thats it.
Joey: (Duct tape sealed his mouth) Mrfl!! Erfh!! *Chokes Tristan*
Tristan: (Mouth sealed with duct tape) Argh!! Wurrrfff!!!! Moof!!
Author: Joey! Get your hands off Tristan! You can kill him like that!!
Joey: *Releases Tristan* *Points at Tristan* Oof murg fufufuf!!!
Author: Wait, say that again? I don't understand that kind of language.. *Sweat*
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Sheryl, Joey, Tristan and Yami walked to Rave. Joey and Tristan sat on a couch in front of the dressing room. Yami was looking at some clothes..Girl.. Clothes..
Sheryl: *Holds up a tann-ish sleeve-less shirt that ties at the side* Hey! What do you think of this shirt?! *Jumps in front of Tristan and Joey*
Tristan: *Opens eyes really wide* Whoa.....
Joey: Try it on!
Sheryl: Okay.. *Skips into the dressing room and comes back out a minute later* So, what you think??!
Joey: 0.0!!
Tristan: Whoa.....
Sheryl: Say something! Does it look good or what??
Shirley: *Walks in the store* What's up, Sheryl??!
Sheryl: *turns around* Oh, hey!! What you think of this shirt??!
Shirley: Damn, that shirt hella cute!
Tristan: *Stares at Shirley* Whoa...
Yami: *Stares at Shirley* *Drool*
Sheryl: Come on! Say hi to my friends!
Shirley: You mean the guys that you be pimpin'??!
Sheryl: o.O;...Um.. Yeah.. Sure.. Whatever. Hey, Joey, Tristan, Yami! This is Shirley!
Shirley: *Smiles and waves* Hi..
Yami: Hey! I'm Yami. *Shakes hands with Shirley*
Tristan: *Speechless*
Joey: Hey, what's up? I'm Joey. But you can call me, Mista Cool!
Shirley: *Laughs* Mister Cool! Hahahahahaha!!!
Joey: -_-...
Sheryl: *Hugs Joey* He's just playin'.. Come on! Let's look for clothes! Oh.. Wait.. I gotta change. *Giggles and walks into the changing room*
Shirley: *Walks to Yami where he's looking at some belts* Hey, Yami! If you looking for your clothes, you should try going somewhere else.
Yami: *Sweat* I wasn't looking for any of my clothes.. Just checking out some clothes for Sheryl.
Shirley: Ooh, you go with her?? Man, if youi are, I'm hella late!!
Yami: *Chuckles* No.. We're not going out. I'm not good enough, anyway. *Laughs*
Shirley: Oh well. *Skips off to look for clothes*
2 hours later......
Sheryl: *Holds 2 bags full of clothes* So many clothes, so little time!
Joey: Let me help you with that bag.. *Takes a bag from Sheryl's hand*
Tristan: *Still drooling at both Sheryl and Shirley*
Yami: *Slaps Tristan on the back of the head* Quit it, will you??!
Tristan: Huh??! Oh.. Yeah.. Sorry.
Shirley: Hey.. Can somebody please help me carry a bag? I sort of.. Didn't eat lunch today.. *Struggles to walk steadily* *Sweat*
Yami: *Grabs a bag* Come on! Not eaitng lunch isn't that bad! *Walks ahead*
Sheryl: Man, my arms are so sore.. Hey.. Dinner at my house, right??
Joey: Yeah... I'll drive, then.
Sheryl: Thanks..
Tristan: Who will I drive then??!
Yami: Me and Shirley. Who else??!
Shirley: I got my own car. I'll drive myself.
Yami: It's kind of dark, don't you think that it's unsafe to drive yourself?
Shirley: Are you saying that I can't drive?!
Yami: No, just want you to be safe. *Smile*
Tristan: Quit trying to be so protective! *Smacks Yami on the back of the head*
Yami: OW!! *Rubs the back of his head* You idiotic moron!!
Tristan: *Sweat* Well, it wasn't right for you to slap me on my head!
Later.....
Sheryl, Shirley, Yami, Joey and Tristan reached their cars. Sheryl and Shirley put their stuff in their cars and drove off seperately to Sheryl's house. Yami was driving Shirley's car and Joey took over Sheryl's car. Tristan drove by himself. While they were driving, Sheryl and Shirley were talking by yelling loudly to each other on the freeway. Half an hour later, they arrived at Sheryl's house..
Joey: Alright, we're here!
Sheryl: *No answer*
Joey: Hey, we've reached our destination! Why don't you answer me?
Sheryl: *Still no answer*
Joey: *Gets out of car and opened the door next to Sheryl's seat* Hey, this is no time to sleep yet. *Shakes Sheryl gently*
Sheryl: *Blink blink blink blink*
Joey: *Smile* You little sleepyhead! You fell asleep in the car.
Sheryl: *Rubs head* Man.. I got a major headache..
Yami: *Peeks in the car* Bagh!!! Joey's trying to kiss Sheryl! People, come oever here, QUICK!!
Joey: *Turns around* I'm not trying to kiss her, you bastard!!
Shirley: Oooh, somebody likes Sheryl.. I told you Sheryl is a pimp! *Laughs*
Tristan: Who try to kiss who??!
Yami: (Tries to sound smart) Joey was trying to kiss Sheryl while she was sleeping. *Crosses arms*
Sheryl: *Blink blink* For real, he was just trying to wake me up. *Rubs head* *Takes out house keys* Here, Shirley. Open the door.
Shirley: *Takes keys* I'll get our stuff..
Tristan: I'll help. *Walks to the trunk to get the bags*
Yami: I'll go inside and watch TV! *Runs into the house*
Joey: Should I get some aspirin or anything?
Sheryl: No thanks. I'll just get something ot eat. *Gets up from car* Man, I'm sleepy. *Walks wobbily* So dizzy... *Loses balance and falls on Joey*
Joey: Whoa! *Catches Sheryl* Aye, you alright?! *Carries Sheryl into the house and puts her on the couch*
Shirley: Hey, look what I found!!! *Holds up a diary*
Tristan: *Gasp!* Sheryl's diary!! I bet she wrote something about me in it!! *Snatches the diary off Shirley's hands*
Shirley: Mister RUDE! At least ask!
Yami: *Closes the front door* What's in there?
Tristan: Its all scribbles with Joey's name on it!
Joey: What? Lemme see that thing! *Snatches diary from Tristan*
The Diary says::
Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey
Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey Joey
(..And more scribbles of "Joey")
Shirley: *Peeks at diary* Sheryl likes Joey??! And she didn't tell me??!
Tristan: *Pouts* I thought she would write something about me in there, too. *Crosses arms*
Sheryl: *Lies on the couch catching some Z's..*
Joey: *Blush* *Closes diary* *Chuckles*
Shirley: Did Joey just go mental or what?
Yami: *Stomach grumbles* Man, I'm hungry! I want some clam chowder...
Tristan: Let's go look for them!! *Runs into the kitchen and digs through the cabinets until he finds the clam chowder*
Joey: *Sits next to Sheryl on the couch*
Shirley: o_o...You know, Joey, you don't look half bad..
Joey: *Looks up at Shirley and smiles*
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Author: Please R & R this chapter! CH. 6 coming up soon!! I kinda pictured Joey looking like Tamahome(Fushigi Yugi).. LOL.
Joey: *Rips off duct tape* I don't even look like him!! *Tapes tape back on mouth*
Tristan: *Pouts and crosses arms*