I Won't Go Down By Myself
Video Games. Which I win.
Raven's POV
"I WON!!" I shouted jumping up and down.
"Bob, she beat you..." Gerard said from the couch where he had watched Bob and I's showdown.
"Is that unusual?" I looked over at Bob from where I was standing. We were having a guitar battle on Rock Band. Which I won.
"Yeah, well, Bob is the drummer, but he beats Ray at Rock Band all the time." Mikey said, handing me a soda and sitting down on the couch by his brother.
"Cool. But don't feel bad Bob. No one can beat me." I grined, before sticking my tounge out at him.
I pulled the guitar from my shoulders and tossed it at Gerard, and he stood up to take my spot by Bob. I sat down in his spot on the couch, and opened my soda. I looked tword the bunk room where Victoria had went with Frank, about an hour before. Didn't they hit it off nicely? That diserves some inserted snickering.
"So what else are you good at?" Mikey asked watching Gerard fail epicly.
"Video games. Which I win." I said giving him a big cheerful smile.
He laughed. "What else."
"Everything. Any other questions?"
"Yes!" He shouted.".... I mean.... No."
"I WIN!!" I shouted again, standing up and spilling soda all over both Mikey and myself.
"Hey! Come on, seriously?" He whinned looking at me, angrily.
"Mikey's all wet!!" I said looking at Ray, who has been reading a book at the booth-like table thing.
"That's nice." Ray said in a Zombie like state.
"AND Ray's a zombie?" I placed my free hand on my hips. "What's this world coming to?"
Mikey ran a hand through his soaked hair, shaking it and splatering soda on everyone. This is when I let curiousity get the best of me.
"Do you taste like soda now?" I asked, before licking his cheek. "Hmmm. No. But you do taste like coffee."
"AH! My face!!" he complained wipping his hand over his cheek.
"I still win."
"I WON!!" I shouted jumping up and down.
"Bob, she beat you..." Gerard said from the couch where he had watched Bob and I's showdown.
"Is that unusual?" I looked over at Bob from where I was standing. We were having a guitar battle on Rock Band. Which I won.
"Yeah, well, Bob is the drummer, but he beats Ray at Rock Band all the time." Mikey said, handing me a soda and sitting down on the couch by his brother.
"Cool. But don't feel bad Bob. No one can beat me." I grined, before sticking my tounge out at him.
I pulled the guitar from my shoulders and tossed it at Gerard, and he stood up to take my spot by Bob. I sat down in his spot on the couch, and opened my soda. I looked tword the bunk room where Victoria had went with Frank, about an hour before. Didn't they hit it off nicely? That diserves some inserted snickering.
"So what else are you good at?" Mikey asked watching Gerard fail epicly.
"Video games. Which I win." I said giving him a big cheerful smile.
He laughed. "What else."
"Everything. Any other questions?"
"Yes!" He shouted.".... I mean.... No."
"I WIN!!" I shouted again, standing up and spilling soda all over both Mikey and myself.
"Hey! Come on, seriously?" He whinned looking at me, angrily.
"Mikey's all wet!!" I said looking at Ray, who has been reading a book at the booth-like table thing.
"That's nice." Ray said in a Zombie like state.
"AND Ray's a zombie?" I placed my free hand on my hips. "What's this world coming to?"
Mikey ran a hand through his soaked hair, shaking it and splatering soda on everyone. This is when I let curiousity get the best of me.
"Do you taste like soda now?" I asked, before licking his cheek. "Hmmm. No. But you do taste like coffee."
"AH! My face!!" he complained wipping his hand over his cheek.
"I still win."