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Chapter Seven: Let the Games Begin!
After breakfast, all the kids went out to enjoy their first full day of camp and start collecting coins. Vince of course was hyped up. Bob was still in his "I could care less" mood, but he decided he'd might as well enjoy himself while he was here. Lawson, on the other hand, could feel gravity taking a hold of his body and he desperately resisted the urge to go take a nap.
Vince decided to take Lawson's tiredness as an oppurtunity to beat him and get a coin. Of course, he could have beaten him while he was fully awake but he wanted to REALLY drive him into the ground. And rub it in his face.
"Yo, how about a game of ping-pong to brighten your day?" Vince asked him. Ooh, ping-ong, the game requiring quick reflexes. Good choice.
At the mention of competing, Lawson started waking up a little bit. No way was LaSalle gonna get the first coin!
"You're on, Vincent van Lame-o!"
Bob rolled his eyes. Those two were ridiculous. He looked around the campground to see if he could find anything around this place to do. Basketball? Nah, not his game. Baseball? Not in the mood. Swimming? Hmm, maybe tomorrow...
"Man," he sighed. "I wish they had-"
"Roller hockey!" a boy called out from Bob's right. "Now picking teams for roller hockey!"
Bob grinned. "Now THAT'S more like it."
TEN MINUTES LATER
Dang, Bob had no idea how rough hockey could be. No wonder they wear so much protection, he thought as he nearly got rammed into a fellow player. This game is dangerous. He quickly bladed out of a giant boy on the opposite team's way and delivered a powerful swing to the puck and sent into soaring into the goal. SCORE!
The buzzer went off, ending the first round. The boys took their helmets and mouthguards out to drink some water. Bob had just swallowed his when he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw the giant boy. Uh- oh.
"Uh...hi there," Bob grinnned, hoping the huge boy wouldn't punch him for ruining whatever game plan he had. "What's up?"
"Nothin' much," the heavy brown-haired boy answered. "That was a good move ya made out there, man."
"Thanks," Bob told him, a little surprised at his good sportsmanship. "I'm Bob, what's your name?"
"Name's Lance," the boy replied. "Well, better get back before the team thinks I'm trying to go all Benedict Arnold on them or something. Nice meetin' ya Bob."
"You too, Lance."
Bob watched Lance skate off to his team, thinking that maybe camp wasn't so bad after all. Where else would you make friends with a member of the opposite team.
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Meanwhile, back at the ping-pong table, it was a losing match for Lawson, who could barely keep his eyes open. He could barely concentrate on the stupid white ball Vince kept serving, much less care about winning. He could kill Vince for keeping him up all night with his dead-blasted snoring and stupid alarm clock. He was going to have to think of some way to get him back.
Vince sent the ball over his way, and it bounced off the table and onto the floor where it rolled a little ways. Score: 20-4.
"All right, I win!" Vince said, pumping his fist into the air.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, but I'm SO kickin' your butt later."
Vince was totally hyped up when the nearby counselor handed him a golden coin about the size of his palm. Seeing that little medallion made him want to win MORE. And where else to compete rather than camp? There was plenty of suckers out there for him to massacre...namely the younger kids.
Thinking of younger kids, Vince suddenly remembered Tim, the little boy from just that morning. He decided that he would go ahead and ask somebody where he was now that he wasn't busy, so he slipped out of the ping-pong courts to find Larry.
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Okay, I hope that didn't suck too bad, it's really a "filler" chapter but don't worry, it will start getting more interesting in time!
Spinelli Woods, Esq: Thanks! Hm, I wonder what did happen to Tim, dun dun dunnn...Hope ya keep reading!
LilVickiRyan: Yes, it's great to be back! It feels good to get back into the writing thing again, so I hope you keep reading!
Chapter Seven: Let the Games Begin!
After breakfast, all the kids went out to enjoy their first full day of camp and start collecting coins. Vince of course was hyped up. Bob was still in his "I could care less" mood, but he decided he'd might as well enjoy himself while he was here. Lawson, on the other hand, could feel gravity taking a hold of his body and he desperately resisted the urge to go take a nap.
Vince decided to take Lawson's tiredness as an oppurtunity to beat him and get a coin. Of course, he could have beaten him while he was fully awake but he wanted to REALLY drive him into the ground. And rub it in his face.
"Yo, how about a game of ping-pong to brighten your day?" Vince asked him. Ooh, ping-ong, the game requiring quick reflexes. Good choice.
At the mention of competing, Lawson started waking up a little bit. No way was LaSalle gonna get the first coin!
"You're on, Vincent van Lame-o!"
Bob rolled his eyes. Those two were ridiculous. He looked around the campground to see if he could find anything around this place to do. Basketball? Nah, not his game. Baseball? Not in the mood. Swimming? Hmm, maybe tomorrow...
"Man," he sighed. "I wish they had-"
"Roller hockey!" a boy called out from Bob's right. "Now picking teams for roller hockey!"
Bob grinned. "Now THAT'S more like it."
TEN MINUTES LATER
Dang, Bob had no idea how rough hockey could be. No wonder they wear so much protection, he thought as he nearly got rammed into a fellow player. This game is dangerous. He quickly bladed out of a giant boy on the opposite team's way and delivered a powerful swing to the puck and sent into soaring into the goal. SCORE!
The buzzer went off, ending the first round. The boys took their helmets and mouthguards out to drink some water. Bob had just swallowed his when he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw the giant boy. Uh- oh.
"Uh...hi there," Bob grinnned, hoping the huge boy wouldn't punch him for ruining whatever game plan he had. "What's up?"
"Nothin' much," the heavy brown-haired boy answered. "That was a good move ya made out there, man."
"Thanks," Bob told him, a little surprised at his good sportsmanship. "I'm Bob, what's your name?"
"Name's Lance," the boy replied. "Well, better get back before the team thinks I'm trying to go all Benedict Arnold on them or something. Nice meetin' ya Bob."
"You too, Lance."
Bob watched Lance skate off to his team, thinking that maybe camp wasn't so bad after all. Where else would you make friends with a member of the opposite team.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Meanwhile, back at the ping-pong table, it was a losing match for Lawson, who could barely keep his eyes open. He could barely concentrate on the stupid white ball Vince kept serving, much less care about winning. He could kill Vince for keeping him up all night with his dead-blasted snoring and stupid alarm clock. He was going to have to think of some way to get him back.
Vince sent the ball over his way, and it bounced off the table and onto the floor where it rolled a little ways. Score: 20-4.
"All right, I win!" Vince said, pumping his fist into the air.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, but I'm SO kickin' your butt later."
Vince was totally hyped up when the nearby counselor handed him a golden coin about the size of his palm. Seeing that little medallion made him want to win MORE. And where else to compete rather than camp? There was plenty of suckers out there for him to massacre...namely the younger kids.
Thinking of younger kids, Vince suddenly remembered Tim, the little boy from just that morning. He decided that he would go ahead and ask somebody where he was now that he wasn't busy, so he slipped out of the ping-pong courts to find Larry.
* * * * * * * * *
Okay, I hope that didn't suck too bad, it's really a "filler" chapter but don't worry, it will start getting more interesting in time!