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Voices is back with another update of one of your favorite Nizzy multi-chappies.

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It's not really anything good in this chapter. Just Izzy going to basket-ball practice. No mention of Noah until the end of this chapter.

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Chapter 17

~Izzy's Point-Of-View~

"Sierra!" I shout to my friend.

"Izzy!" she shouts back.

"Sierra!"

"Izzy!"

"Sierra!"

"Izzy!"

"You two shut up!" Alex yells at us. Naiomi shakes her head. Alex is rubbing his temples. "The things I put up with..." he says. Sierra and I laugh. It's still pretty warm outside, so the principal is letting people eat outside. Hence, us sitting outside. Well, I'm standing on my seat.

"Izzy, you have to sit down before Mr. Littleton sends us back inside." Naiomi tells me. I jump up and do an air-split before sitting down.

"We need something to talk about." Sierra said.

"Like why I'm always eating lunch with a bunch of girls?" Alex asked.

"Sierra doesn't count as a girl." Naiomi said, and pointed to her. Sierra karate-chopped Naiomi's finger.

"Yes Sierra does." Sierra told her.

"Izzy's a girl!" I shouted, then jumped back onto the table.

"We know that." Alex said. "Izzy get off the table; Mr. Littleton is right by the doors."

"I don't care about a stinky principal!" I shouted, and started dancing on the table.

"Oh, God, she started dancing on the table." Sierra said.

"Yeah, Izzy is! And it rocks!"

"I'm bouncing. Mr. Official and Scary just looked Izzy's way." Alex said, then got up with his plate. I overheard him say hey to one of his friends.

Then the double doors that lead to the cafeteria opened, and in walked Mr. O&S like a boss. Mental Note to Self: Next time faced with double doors, open both at the same time, and walk through them. Like a boss.

"Young lady! What are you doing?" he asked. I jumped off, and did a somersault.

"Havin' fun." I responded.

"You do that by standing on tables?" he asked.

"Yeah. It's fun. You should try it sometime." I told him. Sierra and Naiomi looked skeptical.

"Do you need ISS?"

"No sir! I'll stick to the ground now!" I told him. He walked away.

"Jesus, Izzy, that was close." Naimoi told me.

"Meh, no biggie." I told her.

"If I ended up in ISS with you," Sierra started.

"Which you weren't." I replied.

"Hey guys." Alex told us. He was obviously done hiding.

"Traitor," I told him. "you didn't stick with us through the end! Then you abandoned your friends from the other table!"

Alex shrugged his shoulders.

"I agreed to sit at lunch with them tomorrow. And plus, I didn't want to get in trouble."

"But nobody here got in trouble, did they?"

"True. But there was a possibility. And plus, now the principal is keeping an eye on you. And Sierra. And Naiomi."

I squinted my eyes at him. He squinted back. Then Naiomi and Sierra started squinting. Then I broke the squinting epidemic.

"Awesomeness, it was a squinting epidemic!" I shouted. Everybody started laughing at the stupidity. A few people from other tables looked over at us. We ducked our heads and started eating again.

"How come every time we're having fun, somebody gotta look over and ruin it?" Naiomi asked.

"Because," I started. "They're jealous of our totally epic adventures."

"What time is it?" Sierra asked.

"Adventure Time!" I shouted, then jumped onto my seat, and did the "Rock On" sign.

"The stuff I deal with every day." Alex said.

"Well, you're friends with us, aren't you?" Sierra asked, then her phone went off. "Firework" by Katy Perry started playing. Sierra took the call while Naiomi and I started singing. Alex scooted away from us, and resumed eating.

While Naiomi and I were in the middle of the second verse – our favorite verse – Sierra shook us.

"Guess who that was?" she asked.

"Your mom?" Alex asked. Sierra's smile disappeared. "Hey," Alex told her. "I was serious! My mom calls me during school all the time."

"Well, you know, I wasn't asking you." she responded.

"Was it you dad?" Naimoi asked.

"No." she told her.

"You guys are stupid. It was Cody. Duh!" I answered, and I knew that I was right on target.

"Eee! Yes! It was! He was calling to see what I was doing because he couldn't find me in the cafeteria!"

"Seriously?" Alex asked. By his tone, he wasn't all giddy-happy like Sierra was.

"Seriously!" Sierra shouted. "I must go find him!" and then she jumped up, left her plate, grabbed her backpack, and walked through the double doors...like a boss. Man, I had wanted to do that.

"I call dibs on her peach cobbler!" Naimoi shouted, then reached over to scrape Sierra's cobbler onto her own tray.

"Aww, man. Izzy wanted that." I told her.

"Well, ha-ha. I beat you to the punch. Or rather, cobbler. You can get her broccoli and cheese."

"Eww. Broccoli. I hate that vegetable."

"But yet you love Brussels Sprouts."

"Yes! They're like little, miniature cabbages! They're awesome!"

"That's revolting." Naiomi told me. I stuck my tongue out at her.

"What's revolting," Alex said, "is you guys taking food off over her plate. What is she sneezed or coughed or something?"

"She didn't. We were there when she got her food." Naiomi told him.

"So what were you guys doing, staring at her and her food the entire lunch period?" Alex asked.

"Well, no." I said.

"Exactly." he said, thinking he proved his point.

"Hater." I told him.

"On what?" he asked.

"On my super-duper epicness."

"Sure."

Just then, the bell rang, which told us that it was time to go to fifth period.

It's after-school again! Yippie! Except for the fact that I still have basketball practice in about ten minutes. So, since it's soo warm outside, me and Naiomi and Sierra are sitting down at the lunch table that we were at at lunch. Wait, you didn't understand what I said, did you? Hah-hah, figure it out!

"Aww, man, I feel so suckish that we have to wear red basketball shorts to practice." I said while kicking my legs back and forth.

"We were supposed to wear red shorts for forever at band." Sierra said.

"What instrument do you play?" I asked.

"Oh, you know, French Horn." she responded.

"The French-iest!" Naiomi shouted. We started to giggle.

"Don't you guys have to play at some of the basketball games?" I asked.

"Duh. All of 'em." Sierra told me.

"No dip, Izzy!" Naiomi told me.

"Whatever. Izzy didn't know."

"We knew that." Naiomi said.

"Aww, crap! Band is about to start!" Sierra shouted, then jumped up, and grabbed her instrument and backpack. "Bye you guys!" she shouted, then started sprinting to the outdoors bandroom.

"I guess we best be getting to that good 'ole gymnasium." Naiomi announced once Sierra was just a little dot on the school horizon.

"Yepperz." I said, then jumped off the bench I was sitting on. "Race ya!" I shouted, then ran towards the gym. Naiomi started running, too.

After about a minute, we were at the doors of the gym, and out-of-breath.

"Ha-ha!" I shouted, then took a really deep breath, "I won!" and then I breathed out, and then breathed in again.

"Well, you know," Naiomi said, then breathed in, "you had a head," she breathed out again, and then breathed in, "start and all."

We were both heaving, but soon enough we got our breathing back, and smiling at each other.

"Okay, I admit you won." Naiomi told me.

"Yeah's! That's what's Izzy's talking's about's!" I shouted out, then jumped up into the air, and fist-pumped.

"With a fist-pump like that, you should be on Jersey Shore." Naiomi exclaimed.

"Yeah!" I shouted while fist-pumping the air.

"Come on, we need to get to practice."

"We do, don't we?"

We then both pushed open the double doors of the gymnasium, and entered the overly-cool building.

"How come this place stays cold regardless of the month?" I asked.

"We don't know why. But I think it's because of the county." said Naiomi.

"How?" I asked again, while walking down the stairs to the girl changing rooms.

"Because the school has to wait for the county school truck to come here."

"So there's no thermostat here that the principal can change?"

"Nope." Naiomi replied at the same time she put the combo in her lock. I followed suit, but with my own locker and lock.

"Cool." I said. Which was a response to both the conversation and the fact that I was able to open my locker without realizing it. Hah-hah-ha! Smile!

So now we have to get dressed real quick or else we have to run around the track four times. Not fun. Well, some people think that's fun, but Izzy's not one of them! Muwah-ha-ha-ha-ha-hah!

"One minute to formation!" somebody shouted into the locker room.

"Okay!" I shouted back. I struggled getting my last shoe one, and Naiomi was already tapping her foot because she was waiting for me.

"Come on; we're going to be running laps!" she told me.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" I shouted at her, while hopping on one foot. I scuffed my other shoe, and it finally popped on. We both ran to our pre-practice formations.

"Hey Eva." I whispered to Eva, who was stand next to me.

"Hey." she responded.

Yes! Our great friend Eva is trying out for basket-ball this year! How great is that? It's great, isn't that? More friends to talk to and play with!

"Girls!" our coach shouted to us. I still don't remember the name of our coach. Pity. "We're going outside today since it's warm!" that initiated us to start cheering. "But we're going to have to run laps first!" and that made us groan.

"Aww, man, I don't wanna run laps." I told Naiomi.

"Yeah, and neither does any of us here. But we have to."

"Come on girls, let's get out there and run!"

We all started running towards the doors leading outdoors, and down the metal stairs.

"Four laps! Four laps!" Coach yelled at us again.

"Why?" I heaved. "Why? Why did this have to happen?" I'm practically pooped. That's why I'm laying against the stacked up bleachers.

"Because we're exercising." Eva told me. "You punks need more exercise."

"Yeah, thanks." I told her as I opened my gigantic-sized Gatorade. It's the clear one that's flavor I don't remember.

"Where's your friend?" Eva asked.

"She's still running," I said, then took a gulp of the drink. "She wanted to take her time. I wanted to get it over with."

"Well, you know I was the first one done."

"We know that Eva."

"Good."

Soon enough, Naiomi came bursting through the doors, and ran over here.

"Jesus! I did it! I did it! Halleluiah! I've done it!" she shouted, then collapsed onto me.

"Naiomi, Izzy's too hot and sweaty for that! Go lay down on the floor!" and I tried to shove her off.

"Never! Naiomi needs Izzy's pretty, clear Gatorade! It shall replenish Naoimi's energy levels!" and then she took my Gatorade from my hands, and waterfalled it into her mouth. She gave it back to me after it was about a third of the way gone.

"Come on girls, back into formation!" Coach shouted at us again.

"Aww, man." I whined.

"Onward we go!" Naiomi said as she pulled me and herself up.

"We're going to practice our jump shots today! So, we're pairing up to throw the balls above one another! Go to the basket-ball rack and grab one! Go go go!"

So, then Naiomi and I linked our arms together and speed skipped to the basketballs.

Eventually we moved on from that, to shooting, and other stuff. Then eventually practice let out early at about six. Fifteen minutes of free time. Whoot! Time to run around like an idiot and scream and yell and have fun! Coolieo's! That leaves Naiomi and me to sitting upside-down on the benches out front.

"So, why does every single after-school activity end at about six fifteen?" I ask.

"Because this school sucks." Naiomi responded.

"Oh. That explains it. Wanna go looking for Sierra?"

"Sure. There's nothing else to do right now."

Naiomi flipped right-way up, then stood up. I tried to somersault out, but failed. And fell.

"Ow. That didn't work." I said as I rubbed my head.

"Hah-hah. You're a trip, Izzy."

"Thanks! Now help me up." I asked and reach out towards my friend. She helped me up.

We both started walking towards the outdoors band room. The closer we got, the louder the sound of the drum line was. I had to plug my ears up. We waited outside the doors. Soon enough Sierra came out.

"Hey guys!" she shouted.

"Hey Sierra!" we shouted back. She said bye to some of her friends, then started walking back to the front of the school with us.

"Izzy," Sierra nudged me. "Look who's standing by the doors over there."

"Is it Cody?" I asked, confused. I didn't understand what she was trying to tell me.

"No, it isn't. Guess again."

"Are we playing the guessing game again?" Naiomi asked.

"Yeah, Nai, look over there." Sierra pointed again.

"Oh, Izzy would be happy." Naiomi nodded.

"Yes she would." Sierra agreed.

"Izzy would be happy about what?" I asked.

"Just look over there by the school sign." Sierra told me.

"What?" I asked.

"Over there." Naiomi pointed.

"Oh!" I said, then smiled. Because there was no other than Noah. Then I stopped smiling. "Why would that make me happy?"

"Because you're madly in love with him." Naiomi told me.

"I am not." I protested, then crossed my arms.

"You so are." Sierra said.

"Not." I argued with her.

"Are." She said.

"Not."

"Are."

"Not."

"Noah, come here!" Naiomi shouted to him. "I'm breaking this stupid argument."

He looked over at us. He rolled his eyes, then went back on his phone. I think he was texting.

"God, how rude!" Naiomi said, taken aback. "Like, how tactless can you get: just blatantly ignoring somebody who's calling you? To go back to texting on your dang phone?"

"Naiomi, it's going to be okay. He's Noah. That's just how he rolls." I reassured her.

"No, somebody needs to tell him the truth."

"Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight!" Sierra shouted.

"Izzy shall fix this!" I shouted, then ran up to Noah.

"Noah!" I shouted at him, then started shaking him by his shoulders. "You hurt my friend's feelings! You shall pay!"

"Izzy!" Noah shouted. "Quit! Quit!"

"Not until you apologize to Naiomi!"

"Fine! Just stop shaking me!"

"Okay." I stopped.

"To whomever I've insulted, I am positivity sorry!" he shouted out.

"I accept your overly worded apology!" Naiomi shouted back. "Oh, and just to inform you, Izzy is madly infatuated with you! She requests that you take her hand in marriage immediately!"

"Naiomi has just been informed that within the time period of five seconds she will be reported missing from this planet!" I shouted at her.

"Just the same may be applied to Izzy!" she shouted back.

"Are you two having an argument?" Noah asked.

"Yes. We are. Now excuse me, I have a countdown to start. T minus five! T minus four! T minus three! T minus two! T minus one! T minus Naiomi prepare to run!" I shouted, then ran after my friend. We ended up chasing each other around the front of the yard, until her mom finally got here. That was when she ran into her car, and told her mom to hurry up and drive away.

"Izzy, you're crazy." Noah told me when I was done chasing Naiomi.

"I tell her that every day." Sierra said to Noah.

"Izzy knows she's crazy."

"Acceptance is always the first step!" Sierra shouted out.

"What's the second?"

"My teacher never told me." she said.

"Aww, man. 'Cause I really wanted to know."

"Me, too."

Okay. That was about ten pages of text in OpenOffice Writer. About two thousand words. Whoot!

But, I'm sorry that so few of those words involved Noah.

We should be getting some of that good old Love/Hate relationship back in chapter 19 or 20.

Band has been going okay for me. I've finally learned how to play the B-Flat Scale. My family and I finally moved into our new house. It was about time. Sadly, we're still moving more stuff in there. Also, I ended up sick for a whole week because of my little brother.

And those are the main things putting off me updating.

Some good new is that we're only 13 chapters away from finishing this story. So, we're a few chapters past halfway through.

Yippie.

So, thanks to all who've read and reviewed this story so far. You guys need props for that. You motivated me to update when I didn't feel like it.

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