DISCLAIMER: I DON'T own anything of Wayside.
First Author's Note: Thank BearfootTruck, for this surge of fanfiction inspiration this Sunday morning.
Second Author's Note: The class crew are teenagers.
Review Responses (THANK YOU for taking the time too):
Big Blue Blaming:
RonaldM40196867: Glad you thought so. Um sure, that sounds doable. I already know what fandom it will be. Thanks for the request.
"3 5 7 9. . . THIS GAME IS OUR TIME! GO WAYSIDE GO!"
The cheerleaders shout as the Wayside Wash Outs are actually close to victory. The violet purplette grins madly as the carrot top captain glances in her direction. He winks light green eyes at her.
"TODD YOU HAVE THIS IN HAND! NOTHING CAN STOP MY MAN!" Maurecia shouts her heart pounding against her ribcage. Captain Dana smiles letting Maurecia have that unexpected outburst.
"Hey don't I get any love?" Myron whines just before the football lands in his left hand, of course he is harshly tackled to the ground.
THE END!