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Post by Troy Bolton on Oct 22, 2007 20:02:19 GMT -7
Troy stood back, seeing Chad punch Ryan. He squirmed a little, wondering what this was about, it had to be something big. Troy wondered if he should step in or not, but decided not to, who knows. Chad might turn on him!
((Wow, alot can happen when you go to sleep!))
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 23, 2007 0:15:15 GMT -7
Ryan stumbled back again. Why did he do that? It just made Chad angrier. He glanced over at Troy, then back at Chad. He held up his arms, ready to fight. Ryan swung at Chad, missing him and falling to the ground. He really wasn't great at fighting. He never wrestled with his dad or had a brother to wrestle with so he was just winging it.
He found himself sitting in front of Chad again. Ryan then had an idea, he swung his leg out and under Chad. Making a connection with Chad's legs, tripping him.
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Post by twina on Oct 23, 2007 8:30:41 GMT -7
Chad laughed at Ryan as he swung again and missed!!! How could he miss?! However his laugh soon died quickly as he made connection with the hard cement ground. He blinked, looking at Ryan in surprise before getting up and tackling Ryan, continuly punching him in the face and/or Stomach.
((>< Sorry Troy. *Huggles*. LOL That's so hilarious.... Ryan keeps falling when he swings))
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 23, 2007 13:46:25 GMT -7
Ryan had a look of terror on his face as Chad sprang on him. He tried to push Chad off of him but the pain the jock was inflicting made it too difficult. He found himself trying to curl into the fetal position. He felt very dizzy and knew he had to get Chad off of him or his acting career could take a blow as well! He tried to knock Chad off him with his knees. "Stop, it!" he said horsely. Ryan had managed to get Chad off and found himself on his hands and knees, coughing and shaking.
((I know! He's so bad at fighting. -_-' Oh, poor little Ryan...))
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Post by twina on Oct 23, 2007 18:47:55 GMT -7
Chad allowed Ryan to push him off. He stood up and glared down at the blonde. He noticed his shaking, and wondered if he took it a bit to far. However he quickly pushed the concern out of his mind.
His breathing was slightly heavy, but only out of anger. He then started to walk away from Ryan and headed towards the mall.
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Post by Troy Bolton on Oct 23, 2007 20:31:00 GMT -7
Troy watched Chad fall to the ground, he rasied an eyebrow still confused to what was going on. He looked at Ryan on the floor, before runing to catch up to Chad. "What was that about?" He asked, looking at Chad.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 23, 2007 21:23:46 GMT -7
Ryan lifted his head and watched them go. He coughed some more and leaned against the back of a parked car. He dragged himself up, trying to stand. He swaggered and grabbed a hold of the car, pulling himself to the side, out of the way of any cars that might come along. He leaned against a light post, in-between two parked cars. There was no way Ryan could drive home now. He pulled out his cell phone, thankfully it was still in one piece, and called his sister. ((Tag Shar! ))
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 23, 2007 22:18:40 GMT -7
((Shar to the rescue!))
Sharpay was at the country club, trying to get a nice tan, even though it wasn't summertime yet. She was listening to Wicked and realising how right Galinda was when she said, "It's not about aptitude, it's the way you're viewed.' It was a good musical, just too far fetched with the whole hot guy loves a freak instead of the blonde bomshell thing.
"Something I can relate to.." She mumbled, turning over to get her back. Just then her phone rang. It was the recorded version of Bop to the Top, the good one, the one her and Ryan had sang.
"Ry, what do you want? You know I'm tanning.." She hissed into the phone, finding it strenuous to talk whilst laying this way.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 24, 2007 0:22:10 GMT -7
((Yay! my hero! ;D))
"Sharpay!" Ryan manged to actually say happily. He would have smiled if not for the condition of his lip. He coughed some more...all this coughing was starting to worry him. He continued on, horsely, "C-can you pick me up?" He paused, catching his breath, "I'm at the mall."
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Post by twina on Oct 24, 2007 5:03:12 GMT -7
Chad shrugged slightly as Troy ran to catch up to him. He shrugged lightly. "He pissed me off.... 'Sides, the way I look at it.. I'm doing him a favor... Teaching him to be a man. Now we've got to teach him to swing and actually hit. Did you see how bad his aim was? I just stood there!" he said.
((lol I can imagine Sharpay blowing every stop sign and red light in her pink convertible....))
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 24, 2007 14:59:55 GMT -7
(Haha, yesss)
She groaned, "Ry, I don't have..." It was then that she picked up on her brother's odd behavior and change of voice. "Sure, I'll be right there." She snapped her phone closed. Sure, Sharpay was selfish, but if her brother was in trouble she would be there.
When she arrived she gasped at the sight of him. "Ryan! You look awful!" She shouted, walking to his side. Whoever had done this was in for a world of pain.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 24, 2007 17:08:23 GMT -7
He shrugged, and took off his really dirty hat. Ryan groaned and put his head back against the light post, "I feel awful." He coughed again and looked at his hat in his hand. He shook his head, "It's going to need a-*cough* lot more then dr-dry cleaning." He stuck his finger through a hole in the hat and looked even more distressed. He also noticed his bag of hats and tennis balls laying next to the road.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 24, 2007 22:03:26 GMT -7
Sharpay pulled him up and followed his gaze to the hats. After leading him to her car she retrieved them, something very uncharacteristic for her, and she knew it. When she got her hands on the hoodlems they were going to know the real Sharpay.
She put her hands on her hips and scowled at her brother. "Ry, who did this to you?"
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Post by Troy Bolton on Oct 26, 2007 0:24:50 GMT -7
Troy looked at Chad, "Well, fair enough. But what did he do -to- piss you off?" Troy said, begining to get worried.
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Post by twina on Oct 26, 2007 5:03:50 GMT -7
Chad looked at him. "He ran into me and was buying gifts for my girlfriend. That's like some other guy buying a gift for Gabriella. Walking on your territory."
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