@ShadeStar
"Dick alert," Lillian whispered to the group noticing Alek's entrance.
"Dick alert," Lillian whispered to the group noticing Alek's entrance.
Alek noticed them and laughed to himself. "Hey nerds, I see you're practicing for the nerdfest!"
Darren ignored Alek.
"Go away, Alek. We're busy." Lloyd didn't even glance up from his script.
"It's not a nerdfest," Lillian rolled her eyes, "That's called D&D this is Theater."
"I'm sorry, what's your problem now?" Alek said to Lloyd
"D&D and theater are the same things! You all suck so close enough I guess." Alek said to Lillian.
"No they're not," Lillian glared at him, "They have many vast differences."
Alek stood and then sat at the unoccupied spot at their table.
"What do you mean, 'now'? I don't have any problems, at least none that you should know of." Lloyd set down his script, looking at Alek from where he was.
"Inlighten me!" He glared at Darren before turning his glare to Lillian
"Why should I?" Lillian crossed her arms and leaned back.
Luena came upon the cafe. Figuring this the best way to observe others, she phased her way in. She entered and saw Lloyd, Lillian, and Darren, as well as Alek. Luena just sort of sat awkwardly on the table, kinda interested as to how this would continue.
"Fine. I thought you were going to educate me, but whatever." Alek, sitting backward on the chair, turned toward Darren. "You seem to be having the time of your life now that you're hanging with the nerds… Getting any gayer?"
Darren looked up from his script. "Don't talk about my friends like that Alek, and for your information, I'm straighter than the pole your mom dances on to pay your bills!"
Lloyd stood up. "Leave him alone." He said coldly to Alek, clenching his hand into a fist.
"What are you gonna do, freak boy? Punch me?" Alek stared at Lloyd.
"Oohhhhhhh!" Lillian shouted, "Get burned!"
He said nothing, blood rushing to his face. He wasn't sure whether it was from anger or embarrassment, but nonetheless, he wasn't sure what to do.
"Oohhhhhhh!" Lillian shouted, "Get burned!"
(This was for Darren to Alek.)
Luena watched Lloyd, silently urging him onward, but also mentally slapping herself because /Christ, Alek is huge and Lloyd looked like he was as light as an angel's feather./
(I know, I figured. Lloyd's responding, or rather not responding, to Alek)
Luena watched Lloyd, silently urging him onward, but also mentally slapping herself because /Christ, Alek is huge and Lloyd looked like he was as light as an angel's feather./
(Haha coincidence I think not)
Alek rose from his seat and looked Lloyd in the eyes, also clenching his fists. However he didn't hesitate, He punched Lloyd so hard in the jaw that Lloyd was thrown to the ground with force. Alek stood over him before kicking him in the head. Alek was still wearing football cleats.
Darren tackled Alek, and the two of them were rolling around on the ground punching each other where ever they could. Blood was visible but no one knew whos it was.
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