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I helped Max and his friends bring in their things and organize their room. I had an extra bed and bunk bed and I began setting them up. I let the boys do their clothes and other things before we headed out. I went to my room get my rollerblades and put them on.

"Hey, boys! You ready to roll?"

"We're coming!" The boys race out the the house with their own wheels.

"Lovely! See if you can keep up!" I sped down the road leaving the guys in the dust.

I look behind me and see that the guys were catching up. Max did amazing stunts, like jumping over a sofa and landing perfectly on his board. Bobby gave him a high five and howled.

I complimented, "I haven't seen a stunt like that since 1998! Nice moves, Sweetheart~" sending a playful wink at him.

-Third person-

A light hue of red spread across Max's face upon hearing that come from (name). She was kind of a tease, by the way she talks and acts. Especially, calling boys pet names. Max sees a kid throw a frisbee and he goes chasing it and multitasked so many tricks. The group passed by the Gamma House, catching their full attention.

"Well, well, well. Look what the freshmen cat dragged in, some NEW MEAT!" Tank comments, with a disgusting smile.

"Hey, hey, hey, easy big fella! That new meat looks like Gamma Material. And it seems like that little stray is rubbing it's fleas on them. Gammas, roll!" Bradley ordered, as he and the Gammas run in and out of the house, fully changed.

Max pulled up and threw the disk for some dude catching it in his mouth[?]. (Name), Bobby, and PJ pulled up as well and PJ pointed behind them.

"Check it out! Look who's following us!"

They turned their heads and see the Gammas coming at them, while Bradley shoves a poor guy out of his way, into the ground.

Max chuckled, "Let's just make sure it stays that way."

On the other hand, (name) didn't think this was good at all. Her ears pinned to her head in fear with two words screaming in her skull "Oh no!" She nudge the boys in a hurry.

"I-I think we sh-sh-should carry o-on! The c-cafe isn't too fa-ar from here, let's go!" And she blazed off.

The trio remaining, followed their roommate to The Bean Scene and made it in. (Name) sighed in relief. She excused herself to go to the bathroom and left the guys, alone. They looked around the nicely, dim lighted cafe. Taking in the beautiful decor.

"Hey, you guys grab a table. I'll grab the java." Max insisted.

PJ and Bobby takes a seat in a round table, just as the light went fully low. On the stage was a girl with a beret. She also wore all black, had velvet hair, and makeup as dark purple eyeshadow and cherry red lipstick. Her name was, Michelle. But, her friends, like (name), liked to call her Mocha. She sat on a stool, lifting her hands up, as she said a poem.

"Life
Life is like a lime
It's tart and tangy
Sweet
Ooh, so sublime

Quiet
Speechless like a mime
Bold and noisy like a crime

DON'T YOU DARE WASTE MY TIME
CAUSE LIFE CAN STOP

On a dime.." the Mocha flips the dime, bouncing off the table, and PJ catches it with a mesmerized expression.

She takes a bow, while everyone in the cafe snap their fingers in satisfaction of her poetry.

"Check it out, Bradley. He's over there" Tank nudged the team leader, pointing at Max over at the counter.

Bradley gives his helmet to his right-hand man strutting over to him. "I'm gonna go give him a gamma welcome"

Max didn't notice Bradley behind him, which caused Max to bump into him and accidentally spill coffee on his shirt.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I-I –"

"No no no, no! It's alright. Really!" Bradley 'forgave' him. "You know, I'd wager if you were on a skateboard, you wouldn't have spilled a drop."

"You'd win that bet. It's my best event!" Max agreed, reaching his hand out to Bradley. "Hi, I'm Max."

Bradley had his hands behind his back as he introduced himself with pride."Bradley, Bradley Uppercrust the III" Tank coughed to get himself introduced as well. "Oh, yes. My right-hand man, Gamma brother, Tank."

Max had a stunned faced upon seeing how tall and buff Tank was."The pleasures all mine, baby! Welcome aboard, little Tank! You're class, the height guide!" Tank over complimented.

"Max, we have won every College XGames competition, since the beginning. And we have decided to make you, our first draft pick! Lucky you, huh? What do you think of that?" 

Max felt so lucky that him and his friends were going to join the number one team. This is when (name) was out of the bathroom a while ago. And when she saw the Gammas, she began to freak out. 

"No way. You want us to be Gammas? You guys, you hear that? We're going to be part of the-"

"Hold on, pal, this reservation is only for one." Bradley paused him.

"Well, I'm sorry but, PJ, Bobby, (name), and I are in this together. It's all of us, or none of me."

Bradley hung his head in disappointment. "Max, Max, Max. You don't want to be weighed down by those clowns, do you. Especially, by that stray. I thought you wanted to win."

Max was getting annoyed by his smack talk about his friends. He had his arms crossed with a sour face. "Well, that's just what we're going to do! Ha, like you'll find any better competitors than my team mates! They're the real deal, serious athletes!"

The Gammas look over at their table seeing Bobby having gold spoons and sipping straws all over him. PJ standing there awkwardly and (name) covering her face with her hands. The Gammas laughed along with Tank say that they would only be win the loser contest. Bradley snapped his fingers to make them shut up.

"Wow, nice trick! Do they go fetch and play dead too?" Bobby mocked.

"Bobby, no! Take it back!" (Name) begged, but it was too late.

"Why, yes, as matter of fact, they do. Gammas, fetch!"

The Gammas surrounded the the trio, Tank giving a threatening growl. PJ stood up to them with a double baked treat in his hand, like it was a sword.

"Back off, man! I got a biscotti and I'm not afraid to use it!" Tank only smiled maliciously as he took a big bite of the treat.

"Alright, quit toying with my emotions. I thought we were friends. See, I'm giving you the opportunity to join the Gamma Mu-Mu fraternity!"

PJ laughed. "Mu-Mu! Who'd want to join a herd of cows!"

Bradley grinned, "Tank~" that was the cue for Tank to grab PJ and start to give him a two-sided, power wedgie.

"Hey, leave him alone!" Max march up to Tank but was block by the others. "Bobby!"

Bobby was being held by his feet, upside down, and was surprisingly calm about this. "Don't worry, bro! I'm a yellow belt! Heeya! Heeya!"

(Name) finally mustered up the courage to stand up for herself and the others. She got in Bradley face, "Cut it out, Bradley! Go back down the hole of sinful pride you came out of!"

"Well if it isn't the college stray, hello (name)!~" he insulted. "Still mad about your loss at the XGames? Beat it, you orphan!" With that, he push her to the floor.

Gasps were heard around the room. (Name)'s ears were pinned, once again, to her head. Tears welling up in her eyes, as she tried not to let them spill out.

"Hey!" A light was shown around Mocha. "Daddios. This is a real L7 scene. Let's all take a trip down the road of forgiveness and compassion."

"Ooh, passion! I like your style, Little Miss Mochaccino. But, I'm busy right now!"

"Well, I'm dizzy right now from watching your downward spiral."

"Ah, why don't you go off and save some whales or something."

"Ha!" Mocha snapped her fingers. "Oh, you slay me, tiger. You are the fly in my soup. You are the eyelash in my eye. You are so busy blowing bad vibes in every direction that we are all choking on your second hand smoke!"

She began snapping her fingers repeatedly and so did everyone else. (Name) got up on her own and joined along. The whole cafe, full of it's costumers were snapping, irritating Bradley.

Snap

Snap

SNap

SNap

SNAp

SNAp

SNAP!

SNAP!

S N A P!

S N A P!

"KNOCK IT OFF!" Bradley shouted.

"What's wrong, BRAD?" Max teased.

"Don't you DARE call me that!"

"Yeah, don't forget, he's the King, buster!"

"Yeah? Well, we'll dethroned you and the Gammas, your royal lowness!" Max claimed, "you'll be lucky to be my towel boy."

That statement sparked a little interest in Bradley. "Why don't we just make a little wager in that?  Loser, of the finals, will be towel boy to the other?

Max smiled confidently accepting the bet. "You got a deal!"

"Be ready to wipe the dirt off my shoes, freshman! Gammas out!"

The number one team left the cafe with that final command. The other costumers went back doing their own business and some even congratulating Max on his courage.

"Now that's the first time I ever saw the trash take itself out. You got the beat boys! And (name), don't listen to that Stuffcrust Turd. You have more talent than those dolt heads!" Mocha hugged her best friend.

"Thanks, Mocha.." (name) said, wiping her small tears......