Game 2
The second round came and the boys took to action.
"Guerrmo rush out to the left and put some suppressive fire!" Nathan yelled as he hid behind several barrels.
"Got it!" his team mate shouted.
Nathan rose up quickly and fired upon Odd, who had several paintballs bounce off him and a bucket of paint splatter on him.
"What the heck! Jeremie, how much do these guys have it's like a river over here!" Odd shouted to Jeremie who was in the same predicament.
"Move up, go go go!" Nathan shouted and the paint poured on faster.
"Odd they're moving up fire on them before they get us!" Jeremie yelled as he readied for close shooting.
Yet that never came, instead the paint stopped and they couldn't see the opponents. But then it came to him like a revelation.
"Odd they're reloading fire, FIRE!" Jeremie said in desperation as they popped out of their decorated cover and searched for targets.
The two moved up, guns at the ready, and ran ahead. It wasn't even five seconds did they see their friends closing their hopper lids. Odd fired but missed every shot when his shoes caught the grass and he slipped. Nathan got a few shots on him and one hit where the sun don't shine. Guerrmo though looked up first before bringing his gun to bear and Jeremie got him three times in the mask..
Leaving Jeremie and Nathan at a stand off, each is five feet away from winning the game. The two stared at each other not moving one bit nor letting their eyes get off track. The suspense of who was going to shot first was deafening.
"So whimp, you gonna shot or not?" Nathan taunted Jeremie.
"I don't know, are you going to fix your vocabulary first?" Jeremie stung him back.
"That's because of where I grew up man, it's called culture. I think that's something you should grow inside that hollow shell you call yourself!" Nathan retaliated.
"I don't have to have flavor to show Aelita that I'm a good person!" Oh that had too hurt.
"Well at least I can protect her with my life! But oh wait I've already done that." The two started strafing into a circle at each other.
"You have no idea what me and the others have done for her." Jeremie growled.
"I won't question your sacrifices but here things are life and death and unfortunately it's not like a game where one could rewind time." Said Nathan.
"Enough of this lets finish this game before night comes!" Jeremie shouted.
The two still at a standoff continued it, until out of no where they both fired at the same time. The paint flew and seven rounds hit their bodies and guns.
"Alright game over it's a draw!" the female ref blew her whistle and the boys gathered at the outbox.
"Alright great game my buds." Nathan changed his personality to the normal laid back guy and shook Odd and Jeremie's hands.
The two blonde haired guys were left perplexed and confused at this.
"Okay what just happened?" Jeremie scratched his head as they saw the two sided person leave to the benches where Aelita and their stuff where.
"Don't bother with it too much, he's a person of emotion. One day he's a slacker and the next minute he could be an athlete with major competitive spirit. Took me two years to get use to that part of him." Guerrmo came up to them from behind and patted their backs like a coach.
"Good game bro!" Odd high fived him.
"Ya good game Guerrmo" Jeremie said still confused and lost, 'Man this guys remarkable!' he then thought.
In the end the gang packed up and left in the Ford F 2500, Guerrmo's vehicle. On the way they listened to some Three Days Grace and other rock groups till Aelita requested when the bass from the drums started to irritate her ears.
When they arrived at the school, after parking, the gang reunited in the old gym. The girls and Ulrich finished setting up everything so everyone could get ready at one time. But first the paint coated boys had to shower and all, the dance was tonight and at a nice huge arena down by the shores. The time is 2:34, can they all get ready by 6:45 all fixed to leave for the formal function?