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Post by Zeke Baylor on Dec 9, 2007 16:08:57 GMT -5
Zeke closed his school locker and ran down towards the gym. He smiled that it was his favorite time of the day. It was that class called gym. How he loved gym. The time of day in which you hang with the guys, be manly, and then... the best was seeing hot girls in short, short, shorts and strapless shirts.
Zeke pushed open the doors, unavailing some boys playing football and soccer. He then looked around and saw the girls playing volleyball. He smiled as he 'checked them out.' He laughed and walked to the locker room. He went to his gym locker and got out his gym clothing.
He then took a great sigh, remembering Ryan Evans was in his class. Ryan was going to ruin it!! They really didn't finish things over the summer, and he moved on from Sharpay but Ryan didn't know. He hadn't seen Ryan in forever and…well, he was still ticked off at Zeke at least it seemed like it.
He took a sigh and sat down on the bench. He rubbed his neck and waited for Ryan to come in the boy's locker room. They were going to talk about a few things. They were going to finish some unfinished things.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Dec 15, 2007 15:02:36 GMT -5
Ryan grumbled lightly as he slumped out of the locker room, he had never been a fan of gym and had in fact been able to shirk being in the class for his entirety of high school, but now the front office caught word that he didn't have the required gym credit to graduate, so it was forced into his schedule meaning that for fifty minutes a day, everyday, Ryan Evans would have to spend time in the gym playing sports when he'd much rather be spending this pointlessly alloted time with his girlfriend.
He shook his head with a chuckle, surveying the gym, hoping there was at least one of his friends in the class that he could talk to, it would take his mind off just how much he actually hated gym. He placed his hands on his sides and looked off, still scanning the gym as he dodged a renegade soccer ball, chuckling nervously as he began to walk the floor.
He spotted Zeke Baylor on a nearby bench and gave an inward groan, he wasn't sure how he thought about that, the last time he had spoken to Zeke properly, he'd punched him quite hard in the jaw, so he didn't know how he would be recieved if he just walked over to him. Ryan instead loomed by one of the back walls, thinking of whether he should join in on a sport or not, keeping a wary eye on Zeke.
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Post by Zeke Baylor on Mar 6, 2008 14:10:25 GMT -5
There he was. Him. Ryan Evans. He heard him groan and he rolled his eyes. "God." he said getting up and walking over to him. Okay, so maybe he shouldn't be doing this but... he was. "Ryan?" he asked once he was close enough not to yell.
"Can I talk to you?" he asked. "Well I don't care what you say. We are talking." he said dragging him to the bench he was sitting earlier. "Look. I know you hate me. I hate you. Were even. Right? Wrong." he said looking at Ryan with a straight face.
"We need to get past that. I don't like Sharpay. Even if I did... you didn't have to punch me." he said rubbing his jaw. "I like..." his voice faded. He did like her. Though.... it was over. Thanks to... him. No. Not the guy in front of him. The other evil boy. Marco...
"Well... I liked and still do like Emma. Unless you are... well... protective of her to." he said crossing his arms. "Well we are already over, not because of you." he said rolling his eyes. "Because of... him." he said under his breath.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Mar 6, 2008 14:29:05 GMT -5
Ryan was startled lightly when he heard Zeke call his name, and approach him, his eyes widened slightly and then relaxed since he didn't think Zeke Baylor would actually strike him, or at the very least wouldn't strike him where so many people could be witness to his payback. "Hey Zeke," He started slowly, not sure whether to smile or not yet, they were on awkward terms with one another. "Umm yeah su--" he started to say in agreement but was cut off by a very forceful Zeke dragging him to the nearby bench.
Ryan just stared at Zeke, slowly letting all the words hit him, seeming as if Zeke had a lot to say to him, maybe he'd underestimated him before, but he certainly wasn't going to from now on, that was for sure. He slowly nodding along with everything he was saying, trying to let it sink in slowly, it seemed like everything he said was everything he needed to hear in that moment.
When Zeke was done speaking, Ryan cleared his throat and looked hard at him, trying to air some of their grievances with this very quick, and surprising to say the least, discussion. "I don't hate you," He stated with a firm tone. "I was just being a brother protecting his sister," He said, hoping Zeke would understand at least from that angle. "And while I shouldn't have popped you one in the jaw, I just reacted like any brother would defending his sister, so I'm sorry you were on the receiving end of that protection." He said slowly, shaking his head and laughing now at his rash actions over the summer, he had calmed much more since then about things.
Ryan then looked up in confusion when Zeke mentioned Emma, he had just gotten the news that they were going out floating around school, and now to find they were over just as fast was surprising. "Whoa, hold on," Ryan said raising his hands, trying to process all that Zeke was saying. "You guys broke up, when did that happen?" He asked, not sure when all hell had broken loose. "And what do you mean by him?" He asked, noting Zeke's distasteful tone.
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Post by Zeke Baylor on Mar 15, 2008 21:00:35 GMT -5
((OOC- Yeahh. I'm lazy...))
When Ryan said he didn't hate Zeke, he raised his eyebrow. "Then why--" he got cut off by Ryan continuing to talk."Yeah. At least you know you should have popped me one,as you would put it." he said shrugging. "Well you put your protection,weirdly." he murmered. "Why are you laughing?" he asked crossing his arms.
Ryan then seemed shock that him and Emma broke up. What that wasn't around the school yet? 'Ugh...' he thought. "Senior Party." he said shrugging. "I mean, Emma just was like ZEKE! BLAH!! BLAH!! BLAH!! WERE DONE!" he said as if it wasn't any big deal. Though it was. He had been depressed ever since that day.
He then bit his lower lip. "Well, actullay apperantly, I was only dating Emma to get Sharpay." he said shrugging. He then looked at Ryan and but his hands up in defense. "I wasn't! Seriously. I loved Emma." he said smiling. He crossed his arms and let out a soft laugh.
"Marco is him." he sneered. "He told Marco all that crap and then she broke up with me. So to get back with her I kissed Bebe. I was crazy then. I seriously was." he shaking his head. "By kissing Bebe, I just made it worse." he said shrugging. He then looked at Ryan.
"I am suprised no one told you or anything." he said shrugging.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Mar 18, 2008 22:12:13 GMT -5
Ryan placed his hands on his knees and sat forward as he let Zeke explain to him, the mention of the Senior Party made him let out a slight tone of exasperation coming out as he sighed. The Senior Party really seemed to turn out as a negative for everyone, he wondered if it made Bolton proud to know his party had been a harbinger for all things terrible, the only thing that had made Ryan tolerate the party at all was the little after party he had with Sharpay.
A slow smile creeped along his face as he remembered that night, it had been added to another one of their moments together that was so ironically cinematic, his smile curled slightly as he brought his fist up to cover his smile, clearing his throat. Zeke's voice snapping him back to reality, suddenly realizing everything he was saying, slightly surprised about all the events he had missed at the party. After hearing Zeke talk about Bebe, Emma, Marco, and Sharpay he couldn't help but wonder where his brain had been that night. He frowned slightly and then chuckled as he theorized that maybe when Sharpay had tossed his hat off, she had also tossed his brain away as well.
He thought a bit longer, Zeke mentioning trying to get with Sharpay peaking his attention again, wondering why Zeke hadn't seemed to learn his lessson about to defend Sharpay until something Zeke raised his hands defensively and said something that made his thoughts shift once again. "Why would he have told Emma this?" He asked, trying to reason. "I mean, I never thought he'd go after Emma, not when Sharpay was still available." Trying to mask his disdain of calling his girlfriend available with his typically confusion, knowing that this was one of the reasons he could call himself a good actor.
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