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OOC: Tom and Angie aren't gonna be around much this weekend. My boyfriend's uncle passed last night.

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OOC: Sorry for the impromptu hiatus! I've not had internet access this week. Should be business as usual now c:

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Tom had a habit of making himself late for things for the sole reason that he hated showing up early. It always made him feel antsy to wait around for somebody, and it was kind of dorky if you had to stand around for ages until whoever you were meeting got there. He liked to feel he had a cool, unruffled demeanour; pacing around impatiently kind of shattered that illusion.

He was later than he'd intended to be, true to form. He didn't think it really mattered, though - Trent had invited the guys to the parking lot to hang out, but it wasn't exactly a special occasion. It was just a typical day for the bullies, really.

When Tom got to the gang's hangout, he found Trent and Ethan already there, along with somebody he couldn't quite place. His first instinct was that it was a guy with a hat, but as the individual in question turned slightly he caught site of their face. It was a chick. That kind of changed things.

He might have greeted the guys in some obnoxious manner, but he was so unaccustomed to being in the company of girls that he found he didn't really know what to say. As he approached the group, he gave a little wave in everyone's general direction and scrunched his shoulders up towards his ears, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

'Sup, guys. And girl.'

Not the smoothest thing he'd ever said, but whatever.

Test Drive || The Bullies

"Oh maaaan," Ethan whined as he hurried down the school's hallways and shoved some passing nerds out of his way. "I'm late. I'm late. I'm late! Shit." He zigzagged his way past the scurrying students and bolted through the back door, almost tripping his way down the steps, and searched for any sign of anyone in a white shirt and blue jeans that might pass by. 

Normally, he wouldn't care about being this late for anything at all but this was different. This 'meeting' was important. Well, at least Trent said it was. 

"This better be good," he murmured to himself as he ran towards the parking lot. "Or he'll be sleeping with a frog under his pillow tonight..."

When he saw a glimpse of a white shirt and someone in a hat talking near Hattrick's car, he slowed down to a halt and quickly composed himself, then walked towards them as if he wasn't just hurrying his ass off like a madman just to get on time. He showed off a strained grin as he neared them, panting and sweating like he has just ran a marathon.

"Hey guys!" he greeted as he quietly put his hands on his waist and tried to catch his breath without being too obvious. "Yeah, sorry I'm kinda late. Stupid Hattrick's got me in detention again -- good thing I got the chance to run. The prefects didn't even notice a thing! Man, sometimes, I just feel so much like a true ninja!"

He continued to grin proudly and puffed out his chest, ignoring the snorts and rolling of eyes from the other two. "So, dude. What's this thing about? Why'd you call us here?" he then asked, his eyes passing Emma and focused on Trent.

But before Trent could even answer his question, he did a double-take and averted his eyes back to the hat-wearing girl. He scrunched his eyebrows together, eyeing  the unfamiliar face with great curiosity and added, "And who's the chick?"

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theanarchyprincess replied to your post: You know what'd be totally hot? If Mandy and Zoe got into a cat fight.

We’re not here for your personal amusement, dilweed.

No need to be shy, princess.

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Yo you down for some good times, man? (OOC: How do you feel about a Bullies RP/Para, possibly involving the new OC girl Emma?)

I'm down, dude. Whatcha got in mind? (OOC: And so am I—to both!)

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You know what'd be totally hot? If Mandy and Zoe got into a cat fight.

All that hair-pulling... Just sayin'.

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Yeah, yeah. Wuss.

Scared? Ha! Quite the contrary.

But you see, my new Aquaberry sweater just came in, and I’d hate to scuff it up already.

We Preps just don’t scream “fight” at the smallest little things. Apologies.

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What, that's it? I say you're just scared to take me on when your friends ain't there to back you up.

Neutral turf, whaddoya say? One on one.

Suit yourself, Mr Gurney.

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If you think I'm gonna prance around in a boxing ring like an idiot you got another thing comin' to ya.

Ah ah, lesson one: Save the brute for the peasants, yes?

Preps go about violence in a less… Savage manner.

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Primal?! You wanna go, rich boy? I'll take you down.

Perhaps if we fixed that primal limp of yours…

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You gotta admit, I'd look pretty sweet in some Aquaberry threads.

.........PSYCH!

Well… Now that you mention it.

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nouveaux-riche replied to your post: Tom, when WILL you get that black eye treated?

Well, I believe it would prove to be quite the investment. Right now, you’re looking a little… Shall I say, unkempt.

Unkempt? HAHAHA. And what, does that bother you? You gonna offer to spruce up my wardrobe for me next?

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Tom, when WILL you get that black eye treated?

What's it to you, rich boy? You gonna pay to get it looked at?

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ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?

Ahhhh shit. I dunno man, that's a tough one.

See, robots are done to death but they can be real cool if they're done right. Then you got all the classic dinosaur stuff like Jurassic Park and Godzilla. I guess if I gotta pick one, it's dinosaurs. I still got the velociraptor jammies my grandma bought me a couple years back.