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"You can't be serious, man."
Nathan, Lucas, Jake and Tim had chosen to find something else to do on their first day of summer. While the girls had opted to be beach bums, the boys decided on a more traditional activity, basketball. They were currently just playing a game of twenty-one while discussing their summer plans.
"What are you trying to say?" Tim asked, passing the ball off to Jake to make the shot. "You don't think I can get a girl tonight?"
"Oh, I'm sure you can," Nathan replied, catching the ball that just went in and tossing it back to Jake. He turned to Tim and laughed at the hurt look on his face.
"Anyone can get a girl," Luke commented as he tried to block Jake's shot. "Even you. I think what Nate is trying to say is that..."
"You just can't keep her," Jake finished, shooting the ball and smiling when it went in clean. When Nathan grabbed the ball and passed it to Luke, Jake turned to Tim.
"What do you mean?"
"You see, Tim," Jake began, laying a hand on his shoulder. "Girls are looking for one of two things. Take Haley for example; she's a good girl right?"
"I wouldn't answer that if I were you, Tim," Nathan warned him, only half listening to the conversation while still playing with his brother. Lucas let out a little laugh as he tried to get around Nathan to drive to the basket. Tim looked at his friend scared for a moment before nodding his head yes to Jake's question.
"Keep going."
"Haley, being the good girl that she is, hooked up with Nathan, the bad boy," Jake explained, happy to see the look of understanding on Tim's face. He was afraid that he was going to have to use flash cards.
"Yeah."
"Now take Brooke," Jake continued. A glazed over look came across Tim's face so Jake quickly moved on. "Now it's no secret that she used to be, for lack of a better word a..."
"Slut," Nathan offered, wincing when Luke elbowed him as he moved around him and took the shot. "He said was," Nathan pointed out. "As in past tense."
"I prefer it if you didn't refer to either the past or present version of my girlfriend as a slut." Luke grabbed the ball as it past through the net and passed it to Nathan, a little more roughly than needed. Nathan just caught the ball and laughed, knowing Luke was just kidding around.
"I was going to say bad girl," Jake informed them before turning back to his discussion with Dumber. "Notice Brooke, the bad girl, didn't fall for Nathan, the bad boy, but for Lucas, the good guy. Do you see where I'm going with this?"
"Let me see," Tim began. Jake sighed, scared of what Tim's impression of what he just said would be. "The good girl always falls for the bad boy and the bad girl always falls for the good guy?"
"Good boy, Timmy," Jake cheered, patting Tim on the hair. Tim plastered a silly grin on his face, clearly proud of himself. "Now do you understand why I told you that?"
"Nope," Tim confessed, his smile fading a little. "What does that have to do with me and keeping a girlfriend?"
"Because you are neither a good guy of a bad boy," Jake explained, letting out a roar when Nathan did a particularly nice lay up. Tim's eyes narrowed in confusion. Jake left him there to ponder that, going off to join the dunking contest that was beginning.
"So, then what am I?" he asked, walking over and standing beside Luke to watch Jake's attempt his best dunk. Luke gave him a mock sensitive look.
"I hate to break it to you," Luke began, giving him a hard slap on the back. "But you're the token perverted guy." Tim took a moment to absorb the information before turning to the oldest Scott.
"And that's a bad thing?"
"Not for us," Nathan said as he ran up, tossed the ball around his waist and proceed to hang on the rim after slamming the ball in the net. After a moment of basking in his glory he jumped down. "I for one enjoy watching you get shut down by every girl you talk to. It does tend to prove as somewhat of a comic relief."
"I second that," Luke commented, laughing at the angry look on Tim's face. He shook his head. "Look, we're going out tonight, right?"
"Yeah."
"So, just once, go up to a girl and say something nice to her."
"What, telling them they have a huge rack isn't nice?" Luke looked at him for a moment before shaking his head and turning away, not being able to talk to him anymore without having his IQ go down ten points. Jake laughed and stepped up, handing the ball off to Luke for his turn.
"I'll give you a little tip," Jake began. Tim leaned in, making a face that said he was very interested. "For starters, don't do that." Tim leaned back, a hurt look on his face.
"But that was my listening face," Tim explained. "I thought bitches liked it when guys listened to them."
"They do," Nathan said, grabbing his water bottle and dumping some over his head. He left Luke alone to take some shots as he walked over to join their conversation. "But they don't like being called bitches."
"Okay," Tim nodded. "Don't call them bitches. What else?"
"If the girl is like Brooke, she probably wants to talk to you," Nathan told him. At the mention of his girlfriend's name, Luke decided to join them. "She's so used to playing the part of the skank, that she really just wants a guy to see the girl underneath all that crap. She wants a sissy guy like Luke that's not trying to get in her pants." Luke shoved him.
"And if the girl is like Haley, she probably wants someone to loosen her up," Luke shot back. "She's tired of always being thought of as the good little girl, so she does what no one expects and hooks up with a cocky jackass like Nathan because he doesn't treat her like she's special."
"That actually sounds right," Jake added, surprised at their explanations. He looked at them strangely for a moment before turning back to Tim. "So, which kind of girl are you looking for?"
"Well, which one is more likely to put out?" Jake rolled his eyes, not believing that he actually thought Tim was interested in anything else but sex.
"Definitely not the good girl," Nathan mumbled bitterly. Luke shot him a worried glance, not knowing how he should take that. He shook it off, deciding that Nathan was probably just frustrated.
"Well, I'll tell you this," Luke smirked. "The bad girl is a pretty safe bet. At least mine is, anyway." Tim's face lit up for a second before it fell again.
"But that means I have to be all sensitive right?" The other three nodded. "But that sounds kind of gay." Tim got an idea. "Hey, Luke, that means you can give me some pointers, right."
"Yeah, Luke," Nathan laughed. Just as Luke was lunging forward to tackle Tim, a car pulled up. He stopped his movements and they all turned to see a silver Bug turning off and three girls step out.
"Play nice, boys," Haley taunted them as she, Brooke and Peyton approached them. The girls all went to greet their respective boyfriends. "Hey, baby," she said sweetly, reaching up to give Nathan a kiss. Nathan wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in close to his body. "Icky, you're all sweaty."
"Hey, boyfriend," Brooke said, going for a more forward approach, jumping up into Luke's arms and nibbling on his ear. "Miss me?"
"Like crazy," he answered. Peyton shook her head at their actions and planted a simple kiss on Jake's lips, which made him just as happy, if not happier than Luke.
"Hey, bab....Oh, no wait, I have no one," Tim interrupted them, bitterly. All three girls pouted at him.
"Aww," Brooke teased him. She dropped out of Luke's arms and went over to Tim. "Is our little Timmy lonely?" She reached over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Tim Smyth doesn't get lonely," he defended, shoving her away as she laughed at him. "He only gets horny."
"Well, if he doesn't stop referring to himself in the third person, he's never going to get laid," Peyton retorted. Tim sneered at her.
"Be nice," Jake whispered into her ear. She smiled as his breath caressed her neck. She nodded and gave Tim an apologetic smile and he just pouted at her.
"Don't worry, sweetie," Brooke assured him. "Well find you a nice girl tonight if it's the last thing I do." She ruffled his hair before walking back over to bury herself in her boyfriend's arms.
"You guys wanna play a quick game of shirts vs. skins?" Nathan suggested, giving Haley's sides a little tickle. She laughed and pulled out of his arms.
"I'm in," she cheered, walking away from the group and picking up the ball that was left in the middle of the court. "Brooke? Pey?"
"Sure," they both said, walking over to join her.
"Okay, me, Jake, and Luke will be shirts," Nathan began. "The three of you can be skins." The girls all glared at him and he immediately backed down when he saw the look on Haley's face. "Okay, you guys can be shirts."
"That's better," Haley said sweetly.
"What am I supposed to do? "Tim asked, angry that they won't let him play.
"Go sit over there and practice being sensitive," Nathan ordered him. Tim bowed his had, walked over to the bench and plopped down in a huff.
"Poor, Tim," Haley laughed, before turning back to the boys that still had their shirts on. "What are you waiting for? Take it off." The boys did as they were told and took off their shirts as they walked on the court.
"Yummy." Brooke cheered, clapping as she finally saw some skin. "You guys are going down." They stopped walking and Haley and Peyton looked at her. Tim's head perked up.
"Who's going down?"
"Shut up, Tim," they all said. Tim mumbled something under his breath about 'getting a little foreplay' and put his head back down.
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"You can't be serious, man."
Nathan, Lucas, Jake and Tim had chosen to find something else to do on their first day of summer. While the girls had opted to be beach bums, the boys decided on a more traditional activity, basketball. They were currently just playing a game of twenty-one while discussing their summer plans.
"What are you trying to say?" Tim asked, passing the ball off to Jake to make the shot. "You don't think I can get a girl tonight?"
"Oh, I'm sure you can," Nathan replied, catching the ball that just went in and tossing it back to Jake. He turned to Tim and laughed at the hurt look on his face.
"Anyone can get a girl," Luke commented as he tried to block Jake's shot. "Even you. I think what Nate is trying to say is that..."
"You just can't keep her," Jake finished, shooting the ball and smiling when it went in clean. When Nathan grabbed the ball and passed it to Luke, Jake turned to Tim.
"What do you mean?"
"You see, Tim," Jake began, laying a hand on his shoulder. "Girls are looking for one of two things. Take Haley for example; she's a good girl right?"
"I wouldn't answer that if I were you, Tim," Nathan warned him, only half listening to the conversation while still playing with his brother. Lucas let out a little laugh as he tried to get around Nathan to drive to the basket. Tim looked at his friend scared for a moment before nodding his head yes to Jake's question.
"Keep going."
"Haley, being the good girl that she is, hooked up with Nathan, the bad boy," Jake explained, happy to see the look of understanding on Tim's face. He was afraid that he was going to have to use flash cards.
"Yeah."
"Now take Brooke," Jake continued. A glazed over look came across Tim's face so Jake quickly moved on. "Now it's no secret that she used to be, for lack of a better word a..."
"Slut," Nathan offered, wincing when Luke elbowed him as he moved around him and took the shot. "He said was," Nathan pointed out. "As in past tense."
"I prefer it if you didn't refer to either the past or present version of my girlfriend as a slut." Luke grabbed the ball as it past through the net and passed it to Nathan, a little more roughly than needed. Nathan just caught the ball and laughed, knowing Luke was just kidding around.
"I was going to say bad girl," Jake informed them before turning back to his discussion with Dumber. "Notice Brooke, the bad girl, didn't fall for Nathan, the bad boy, but for Lucas, the good guy. Do you see where I'm going with this?"
"Let me see," Tim began. Jake sighed, scared of what Tim's impression of what he just said would be. "The good girl always falls for the bad boy and the bad girl always falls for the good guy?"
"Good boy, Timmy," Jake cheered, patting Tim on the hair. Tim plastered a silly grin on his face, clearly proud of himself. "Now do you understand why I told you that?"
"Nope," Tim confessed, his smile fading a little. "What does that have to do with me and keeping a girlfriend?"
"Because you are neither a good guy of a bad boy," Jake explained, letting out a roar when Nathan did a particularly nice lay up. Tim's eyes narrowed in confusion. Jake left him there to ponder that, going off to join the dunking contest that was beginning.
"So, then what am I?" he asked, walking over and standing beside Luke to watch Jake's attempt his best dunk. Luke gave him a mock sensitive look.
"I hate to break it to you," Luke began, giving him a hard slap on the back. "But you're the token perverted guy." Tim took a moment to absorb the information before turning to the oldest Scott.
"And that's a bad thing?"
"Not for us," Nathan said as he ran up, tossed the ball around his waist and proceed to hang on the rim after slamming the ball in the net. After a moment of basking in his glory he jumped down. "I for one enjoy watching you get shut down by every girl you talk to. It does tend to prove as somewhat of a comic relief."
"I second that," Luke commented, laughing at the angry look on Tim's face. He shook his head. "Look, we're going out tonight, right?"
"Yeah."
"So, just once, go up to a girl and say something nice to her."
"What, telling them they have a huge rack isn't nice?" Luke looked at him for a moment before shaking his head and turning away, not being able to talk to him anymore without having his IQ go down ten points. Jake laughed and stepped up, handing the ball off to Luke for his turn.
"I'll give you a little tip," Jake began. Tim leaned in, making a face that said he was very interested. "For starters, don't do that." Tim leaned back, a hurt look on his face.
"But that was my listening face," Tim explained. "I thought bitches liked it when guys listened to them."
"They do," Nathan said, grabbing his water bottle and dumping some over his head. He left Luke alone to take some shots as he walked over to join their conversation. "But they don't like being called bitches."
"Okay," Tim nodded. "Don't call them bitches. What else?"
"If the girl is like Brooke, she probably wants to talk to you," Nathan told him. At the mention of his girlfriend's name, Luke decided to join them. "She's so used to playing the part of the skank, that she really just wants a guy to see the girl underneath all that crap. She wants a sissy guy like Luke that's not trying to get in her pants." Luke shoved him.
"And if the girl is like Haley, she probably wants someone to loosen her up," Luke shot back. "She's tired of always being thought of as the good little girl, so she does what no one expects and hooks up with a cocky jackass like Nathan because he doesn't treat her like she's special."
"That actually sounds right," Jake added, surprised at their explanations. He looked at them strangely for a moment before turning back to Tim. "So, which kind of girl are you looking for?"
"Well, which one is more likely to put out?" Jake rolled his eyes, not believing that he actually thought Tim was interested in anything else but sex.
"Definitely not the good girl," Nathan mumbled bitterly. Luke shot him a worried glance, not knowing how he should take that. He shook it off, deciding that Nathan was probably just frustrated.
"Well, I'll tell you this," Luke smirked. "The bad girl is a pretty safe bet. At least mine is, anyway." Tim's face lit up for a second before it fell again.
"But that means I have to be all sensitive right?" The other three nodded. "But that sounds kind of gay." Tim got an idea. "Hey, Luke, that means you can give me some pointers, right."
"Yeah, Luke," Nathan laughed. Just as Luke was lunging forward to tackle Tim, a car pulled up. He stopped his movements and they all turned to see a silver Bug turning off and three girls step out.
"Play nice, boys," Haley taunted them as she, Brooke and Peyton approached them. The girls all went to greet their respective boyfriends. "Hey, baby," she said sweetly, reaching up to give Nathan a kiss. Nathan wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in close to his body. "Icky, you're all sweaty."
"Hey, boyfriend," Brooke said, going for a more forward approach, jumping up into Luke's arms and nibbling on his ear. "Miss me?"
"Like crazy," he answered. Peyton shook her head at their actions and planted a simple kiss on Jake's lips, which made him just as happy, if not happier than Luke.
"Hey, bab....Oh, no wait, I have no one," Tim interrupted them, bitterly. All three girls pouted at him.
"Aww," Brooke teased him. She dropped out of Luke's arms and went over to Tim. "Is our little Timmy lonely?" She reached over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Tim Smyth doesn't get lonely," he defended, shoving her away as she laughed at him. "He only gets horny."
"Well, if he doesn't stop referring to himself in the third person, he's never going to get laid," Peyton retorted. Tim sneered at her.
"Be nice," Jake whispered into her ear. She smiled as his breath caressed her neck. She nodded and gave Tim an apologetic smile and he just pouted at her.
"Don't worry, sweetie," Brooke assured him. "Well find you a nice girl tonight if it's the last thing I do." She ruffled his hair before walking back over to bury herself in her boyfriend's arms.
"You guys wanna play a quick game of shirts vs. skins?" Nathan suggested, giving Haley's sides a little tickle. She laughed and pulled out of his arms.
"I'm in," she cheered, walking away from the group and picking up the ball that was left in the middle of the court. "Brooke? Pey?"
"Sure," they both said, walking over to join her.
"Okay, me, Jake, and Luke will be shirts," Nathan began. "The three of you can be skins." The girls all glared at him and he immediately backed down when he saw the look on Haley's face. "Okay, you guys can be shirts."
"That's better," Haley said sweetly.
"What am I supposed to do? "Tim asked, angry that they won't let him play.
"Go sit over there and practice being sensitive," Nathan ordered him. Tim bowed his had, walked over to the bench and plopped down in a huff.
"Poor, Tim," Haley laughed, before turning back to the boys that still had their shirts on. "What are you waiting for? Take it off." The boys did as they were told and took off their shirts as they walked on the court.
"Yummy." Brooke cheered, clapping as she finally saw some skin. "You guys are going down." They stopped walking and Haley and Peyton looked at her. Tim's head perked up.
"Who's going down?"
"Shut up, Tim," they all said. Tim mumbled something under his breath about 'getting a little foreplay' and put his head back down.
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That's all for now. The drama is still coming, don't you worry. Reply if you think I should continue.
