Ron Spence
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Post by Ron Spence on Dec 29, 2007 12:05:21 GMT -5
(I'll wait for you two to post before i post back)
Ron felt like this was the day everyone was one his case about every little thing. It seemed everywhere he went he was getting in more fights with his family, friends, and anything else he encountered. It was a stressful day and all he wanted to do was play some basketball. Knowing what time Allen got off work, 2 PM, he didn't even bother to call the guy and just went on over to the cyber cafe to meet up with him so they could go play some bball, much like the good old days when both of them went to high school together. Things change and Ron had yet to realize a lot of that.
With the basketball under his arm, the one Ron and AM have been using for years and had a lot of history between the two of them, he went into cybercafe looking around for Al. When he finally found the guy (I'm assuming he's there), he walked over to him and gave him a friendly light punch on the shoulder. "Hey man! I brought the ball to throw around at some hoops, you comming?" He expected Al to say yes as that was what the guy always said before.
He was wearing blue jeans and a dirty white tshirt, his clothing he wore at home but never got time to change out of it, and his face looked worn down. That was either from a long workout today with some team practice or he was stressed. It wasn't hard to read this guys facial features.
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Post by Allen-Michael Dixon on Dec 29, 2007 13:02:16 GMT -5
Allen-Michael watched at Ron walked through the door. He glanced at him, figuring he and Kenna were meeting up for lunch or something. The more he examined him, the more he realized that Ron was there to ask him to play some sort of sport. Basketball, had to be. "Great," he mumbled to himself as Ron walked closer to him, "Uh, hey buddy.." Allen-Michael looked a bit uneasy. "Uh, I don't really know about that," he said as he scratched the back of his neck a little, "Um, Chloe and I made plans to go out to the fairgrounds. Actually, she doesn't know it yet. It's sort of a surprise, ya know?" He looked at his friend, wondering if he'd understand or just blow up.
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Post by Chloe Sparx on Dec 29, 2007 23:31:52 GMT -5
&& Our Song is the slamming screen door..She pulled up in the parking area beside the Cyber Cafe in her 2008 Dodge Challenger. She put it into park as she turned the ignition off. The musclecar looked nice, but you couldnt see much of it in public because as soon as you seen it, was already speeding off.. Chloe wasnt too awful dressed up tonight, heck it was a spur of the moment thing, she wasnt gonna get all dolled up to come to meet AM, she knew that he didnt care how she looked, so why should she care?, but she had began to start wearing her hair straight, mostly the guys liked it, and her girl friends liked it too, her mom did too, but just not all the time. Her mom thought her natural curly hair was beautiful. But her straightened blonde hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail. She wore her makeup, but not overdone, and she smelt of Tropical Fruit perfume. It was somthing about Chloe and Krissi and Rinna and their perfume, they loved it..
The clothes of Chloe tonight consisted of a pair of rather tight, bluejeans, they were kind of tight, and showed off her fairly small ass, but still, yeah.. And a long sleeve green Billabong shirt. Her pants were tucked into a pair of fuzzy brown tanned Uggz boots,which had fuzzy rims and fuzzy balls hanging off of them. She also had on a pink thin hooded jacket over it all which said "Cheerleader' across the front of it. She walked up to the front door of the Cyber Cafe, opening the door, walking in.. she was told to meet AM here by him via a text message.. She then noticed him sitting by Ron, caught off guard.. she said a quick "No.." And she then turned around, heading for the door, digging in her purse for her keys..
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Ron Spence
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Post by Ron Spence on Dec 29, 2007 23:41:30 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes when Allen said that and was about to say something again until she suddenly came in and startled a little he whipped his head around and noticed her. His spirit just dropped a whole lot more when he saw the whole situation unfold and even he could tell that this wasn't going to go his way anymore. Most would give up but Ron was no quitter, expecially when he put his mind to it and desided he was no quitter.
Turning back to face Al he just went on saying what he was going to say before. "Fuck her man, you'll see her again, come play some bball, we haven't done that in months man and I'm at a peak now. Gotta see some of the moves I've learned." He was ready to show off to somebody outside of the team that actually cared, like his best friend. "Besides, I need a friend right now, I'm tired of everyone just blowing me off these days." He thought at the very least he could go to his best friend for a little support. He didn't even realize such an awkward situation he was putting his friend in here himself. Ron didn't care to much either though, he was having a bad day and was tired of listening to other people bitch about their own little lives instead of listening to him. He didn't even achknowledge Chloe's presence. What he had to say to her he already fully said and that was it.
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Post by Allen-Michael Dixon on Dec 29, 2007 23:56:37 GMT -5
Allen-Michael spotted Chloe walk through the door, "Don't turn around and leave, babe! Come over here, I haven't seenng you all day." AM quickly heard what Ron had to say, "Listen, man, you don't need to say things like that. What's you issue anyways? You've been all weird about everything lately. I'm just trying to spend some time with my girl, why don't you do the same?"
AM wasn't trying to be harsh and he knew they hadn't exactly hung out in a while, but he was crazy about Chloe and wanted to be with her. Ron was always going to be there to play basketball with, Chloe would probably run out on him or something if he ditched her to hang out with Ron. He turned his head away from Ron and back to Chloe, "Come over here," he smirked as he waited for her to come over.
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Ron Spence
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Post by Ron Spence on Dec 30, 2007 0:31:36 GMT -5
It was true, Ron was acting weird about all things lately, blowing off most of the friends in the blink of an eye and odd mood swings, most of the time which related to him being depressed. He had a lot to celebrate that he didn't even realize. He was the top sports star at the school, scouts eyeing him like hawks on a single fat mouse, college scholarhips just waiting for him, and it was getting nothing but better. With his girlfriend he was happy and they were content with each other. Usually with friends he was supportive, even if they did totally fuck him over like Allen really did do there. There was something Ron was missing out on and he just couldn't see, and he wasn't seeing it here either.
"I want everyone to stop fuckin' b..blowing me off for the fuckin' dumb j...jock I am!" Looking over at Chloe he was going to start with her. "Fuck you f..for taking the extra m..mile to fuck with me," He then looked over at Al "And fuck you for no wonger being my friend. We had a PA..CK man, and you go behind me back and fuck with me." From that he took the basketball and threw it hard towards Al. The ball missed by a long shot, which means Ron clearly made it miss on purpose. As it then bounced in random places behind them Ron turned around and stormed off, pushing the door hard open and then slamming it hard behind him.
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Post by Chloe Sparx on Dec 30, 2007 13:23:05 GMT -5
&& Our Song is the slamming screen door..Chloe knew that there would sure be fireworks with the three of them there.. She really didnt want alot of drama to unfold from this, but as AM called her back, she obeyed, and came back, holding her head down, having a seat beside him, not even looking up at Ron. She then looked down at the ground a bit as she rubbed her legs together, sighing..
And then, he started his crap.. Ron began to gripe all of them out.. Chloe closed her eyes, hoping it would all go away.. She didnt want to hear this shit, not at all.. She hated it when ron told her off.. She softly raised a hand to her eye and whiped a tear from her eye, Chloe was very sensitive, but she was getting to the point where she hated Ron.. She looked at AM as Ron stormed out.
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Post by Allen-Michael Dixon on Dec 30, 2007 19:09:19 GMT -5
Allen-Michael listened to Ron's rant, trying to open his mouth to put in his two cents but obviously failing due to Ron never shutting up. That was his best friend, and he felt like he had to choose between Chloe and Ron. He was so confused about what to do, Ron was getting pissed off and Chloe was sitting here crying. "Hold on, babe," he said as he gave her a quick hug and walked towards the door.
When he got out, he ran after Ron. "Ron! Ron! Stop, already, damnit!" he yelled as he ran after him. AM didn't understand, why was Ron acting this way? Why now? "Ron, stop being such a fucking drama queen and stop this shit and actually talk to me, already." He was definitely starting to get pissed off at this point, he didn't even see what was wrong. It wasn't like Ron never ditched him to hang out with this girl. What made him and Chloe hanging out any different? Was Ron... jealous?
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Ron Spence
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Post by Ron Spence on Dec 30, 2007 19:23:43 GMT -5
"Listen? Finally you give me the chance. I'm having one of the worst days of my life. My parents kicked me out, I broke up with my girlfriend, and the only thing I hear about from everyone is how I have to stop sulking and keep fuckin' practicing basketball for the next game." In his face his eyes were starting to water of all things. He couldn't seem to handle the stress, stress that was typical for him before as well. His parents kicked him out before and the pressure people put on him usually just turned into amazing sports playing the next game, which was the reason they did it. This time something was odd and different though.
"So what happens, I try to go to my best friend to talk to him and he blows me off for my own exgirlfriend in a second. I can't even go to you anymore now man without hearing about what an amazing person my ex is. I don't wanna see that shit right now man, not right now. You blew me off and I'm pissed off. I'm not allowed to be pissed off at you? Just... go back to fuckin' your girl or doing whatever it is you do with her." Whatever was spewing out of Ron's mouth here it wasn't typical and he wasn't getting any better these days either.
Turning around he went to go walk away again. His face beat red in anger.
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Post by Allen-Michael Dixon on Dec 30, 2007 19:32:58 GMT -5
"Ron," Allen-Michael managed to get out in his speechlessness. What do you say to someone who has just told you all that? "Listen, man. I didn't know you had all that going on. Why didn't you tell---" he stopped mid-sentence, realizing why not, "Man, I'm sorry. I've been so caught up in Chloe lately that I've bene ditching you. I didn't think it would bother you so much. I'm really sorry."
He looked down at the ground, not even looking to see if Ron turned around to look at him. He was losing his best friend over his girlfriend. He realized he had to do something, but what? "How can I make this up to you?" he asked loudly, "You need a place to stay or something?"
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Ron Spence
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Post by Ron Spence on Dec 30, 2007 19:42:38 GMT -5
The last thing he expected there was for him to suddenly say all those things. He was expected Allen to do his typical self and defend himself, just like any of the other guys, including Ron himself, would do at a situation like that. Ron was acting like a selfish asshole here and asking way to much from his friend. He might have even been cock blocking and not even realized it to begin with. He stopped when he heard that and turned around and walked back. He wasn't about to turn his back on his friend like that, expecially after Al just refused there.
Going against a wall of the cafe he put his back against it and slowly slid down it with his arms folded in his chest. "No.. no I'll fine some place. You had plans with Chloe, don't let me stop you with that. I've been such a bitch lately. It's just... How do I say this? I can't handle all of this pressure and I see you doing so perfectly with my ex girlfriend. It's not even Chloe.. it's the fact you can take what I failed with and make it perfect." Getting up again he went to walk off. "Go have a good night with her. I'll go shoot hoops or something."
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Post by Allen-Michael Dixon on Dec 30, 2007 20:03:09 GMT -5
Allen-Michael watched as Ron turned from completely pissed of to upset. It was almost as if he had a bi-polar-like fit. "Well, if you can't find somewhere, my mom is always open to new kids coming home with us kids. Besides, it isn't like we don't have more than enough room." He started to turn around and walk back into the cafe, then turned back. "Are you positive about me going back and hanging out with Chloe? She and I were just going out to dinner and hanging out afterwards." AM knew she was probably in there still in tears and wanted to go back and comfort her, but didn't want to leave Ron upset either. Once again, he was in the middle of a huge choice.
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Ron Spence
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Post by Ron Spence on Dec 30, 2007 20:09:22 GMT -5
The thing is Ron was upset to begin with and the anger he showed was just part of the emotion he was showing in part of being as upset as he was. When others saw him he looked upset and over the past week it seemed to be growing as well. The degree of his anger and crying when looking at it in a long shot was quite irratic and over the top.
By the time Allen had turned around though Ron had already been walking a long way. Hearing Al give that question from a distance he held his arm in the air and gave a thumbs up cool to him to show it was alright. On the other side of his face though he had a large frown. He was off to the park or somewhere else now, a place where everyone could just leave him alone now.
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