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Post by Jopey on Oct 17, 2003 13:04:12 GMT -5
The next day is rehearsals for the film; we’re behind schedule already which means rehearsals every night. Next weekend we’re in the recording studio recording the sound track for the film, which will be hard work. And what with Christina collapsing every 5 seconds it means spending ages do simple tasks like running through the whole play. We’re also all going to Cornwall for a week to film some surfing scenes that we have in it – we’ve all got to take lessons which should be painful! Me and Christina, as usual, are late for rehearsals; “Girls you’re late,” Julie, the director, says. “We know!” We both say in unison pulling out our scripts. “Girls don’t do that,” Julie says blandly. “Do what?” We say in unison. “That!” “What?” We say in unison again. “Say things at the same time,” Julie complains. “It’s her fault,” We both say pointing to the other twin. “Girls!” Julie says in a threatening tone, “Chloe you’re with Brad, Christina you’re with Jamie!” I walk over to where Brad’s sitting on the stairs reading through his script I sit down next to him. “You’re late!” He says. “I know,” I reply, “Listen Brad I’m really sorry about…” “Chloe, we’re here to rehearse not to talk,” Brad cuts me off. “Right,” I say standing up, and with that we start rehearsing our scene – one of the most boring in the entire script. After rehearsals I went home, tired and confused about everything which had happened over the past 2 days. When Christina and I arrived home both parents were at work, Braden is watching cartoons. “There’s a message for you two in the kitchen,” He says briskly, me and Christina mope into kitchen. There are three pieces of paper on the table for us, I pick up the first piece and begin to read aloud; “Dear Christina and Chloe, next weekend there is a youth club competition called ‘It’s A Knockout’ and you are invited to come along and represent St. Cedd’s Youth Club which is situated in Tayside High Street. We hope you can come along, the games are as followed: Inflatable Table Football Gladiator Inflatable Volleyball Sticky Obstacle Course Space Hopper Football Water Jungle Run Bungee Run Foam Challenge Crocodile Connect Four Sumo Wrestling.” “Wicked – we’re going, who else is in the team?” Christina asks, excited about the upcoming competition. “The teams are as follows, Senior Girls: Imogen Anderson Paige Barker Chloe Events Christina Events Faye James Janna Sanders,” I read aloud and then do a little jump as a few of my friends have been picked. “Senior Boys: Perry Brown Lewis Chapman James Draper Lloyd Jones Joe Sweeney Brad Tucker,” I read, oh no – Brad’s gonna be there!
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Post by iluvaaron on Oct 17, 2003 16:29:32 GMT -5
more more more more more!!!!!!!!!!! : wow this is such a grrrrr88888888 story! and its all true!? OMG! my lifes so boring.....
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Post by SClub8DazeFan on Oct 17, 2003 21:12:57 GMT -5
more more more more more!!!!!!!!!!! : wow this is such a grrrrr88888888 story! and its all true!? OMG! my lifes so boring..... lol I know! This is a GREAT story, so definetly don't stop now!
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Post by Jopey on Oct 18, 2003 5:15:08 GMT -5
Thank u everybody who's actually reading it! This bit is reallllllllllly boring but it actually happened and it was really funny so i had 2 write it in! lol
Next Saturday I’m up and out of bed at 7 in the morning and soon me and Christina are walking to the big field where the competition is being held. Braden is also with us because he managed to get another 5 boys to join him and enter the competition. We arrive and are given our timetables for the day, we meet with the other girls and all agree that today will just be a bit of fun. We’re on first thing doing ‘Inflatable Table Football’ all the boys come to watch too. It turns out to be a human-inflatable football table! There are poles running from one side of the pitch to the other and the players are strapped to the poles and have to play football! I’m made to play up front and I’m soon strapped to the pole, we’re playing St Mary’s – it’s a 15 minute game. We eventually win by loads because Faye, our other player up front, plays for Leighton Orient so she scores loads of goals! After the 15 minutes we all go mad and jump out of the pitch hugging each other and laughing. We then head over to the ‘Gladiator’ pitch as it is our next activity, we watch the boys who are on before us. There is a square inflatable with two wobbly stands on it where you have to stand; you are given a helmet and a long, plastic, soft stick which you hit your opponent with – the first to loose their balance and fall off of the stand is the loser! The boys do really well winning most of their matches, then it’s our turn! I go third and after watching my two team mates win their matches it’s my go, my stomach feels like there’s people playing tennis inside it! I step up onto the inflatable ring and somebody puts my helmet on and does up the Velcro, then the red stick is thrust into my hands and I’m pushed towards the stand. I climb up onto it and look at my opponent; she has a pale, thin face and very crooked teeth with a determined look to go with it. The referee steps forward; “Ready?” He asks, my opponent nods – I do the same and raise my stick gripping my hands tighter around the cotton handles. “Fight!” The referee says, my opponent swings for my legs and I loose my balance slightly but do not fall. I swing my stick round with all my might and hit the girl hard around the arm, this angers her and she begins violently hitting me – really meaning it. I raise my stick and block her shoots from hitting my facial area, I begin to wobble. I raise my stick and hit her waist then swing the other end and knock her legs, I can see her wobbling slightly so I take my chance and hit her as hard as I can causing her to hurdle off of the stand. I hear my mates cheering and I whip off my helmet and pass it to Imogen who is going next, I pass her the stick and clamber off of the inflatable to the others. “Well done Chloe,” Sam, one of my brother’s mates congratulates me. “Who’d have thought that little Chloe would turn out to be the vicious one – she’s the smallest of the lot,” Jason, another of my brother’s mates, says cheekily I hit his arm playfully. After a few more turn’s on the Gladiator the bell is rung and we all move round to the ‘Inflatable Volleyball’. It is a massive inflatable with a high net in it, inside it’s like a big bouncy castle! We all go onto our side and the referee soon comes in and stand in the middle, Faye serves the ball high over the net and it bounds straight out of the whole pitch – great start! After a long, hard volleyball we emerge – beaten by just one point! The next activity is the ‘Sumo Wrestling’; we manage to see the end of the senior boys wrestling in the big fat suits. They win all of their matches in the end and then it’s our turn, I go third again and after seeing Christina and Janna win their matches I’m feeling pretty confident, I duck into the fat suit and poke my head out of the top. The suit is taller than me! You can’t see my feet because I’m so little, this is gonna be great I’ll probably try to walk trip over the suit and put the referee in hospital! I shuffle over to the small mat where we have to wrestle and see a tall, plump girl looking down at me, I whimper slightly. She grits her teeth together in a threatening way, the referee stand in between us. “Ready,” He says and then he gives a loud blow on his whistle. “RAAAHHHH!!!” The girl screams and she flies through the air and pounces on top of me – thank god I had the fat suit on. The referee blows his whistle and the girl clambers off of me, the others pull me too my feet and I scramble out of the, big, sweaty fat suit and pass it to Faye, who’s going next. As I walk away, Imogen comes up behind me and puts her hand on my shoulder; “Don’t worry about it Chloe, she’s much bigger than you,” Imogen says b*tchily, throwing an evil glare at the opposing team. I smile at her and we join the boys to watch Faye.
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Post by Maxi Muffin on Oct 18, 2003 5:34:41 GMT -5
Pregnant dogily lmfao
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Post by Jopey on Oct 18, 2003 5:42:23 GMT -5
lol
i'm gonna call everyone a pregnant dog now! lol
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Post by iluvaaron on Oct 20, 2003 13:24:25 GMT -5
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Post by SClub8DazeFan on Oct 20, 2003 14:41:43 GMT -5
that wasn't boring! It was rather interesting and funny!
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Post by Jopey on Oct 20, 2003 14:52:16 GMT -5
lol here's the next bit:
“Unlucky Chloe,” Braden says. “That girl didn’t need to wear a fat suit – she was just as big as it!” Sam laughs, the other boys laugh. “They have fat – we have speed!” Christina says smiling at me. After losing most of our matches due to lack of strength we move onto the ‘Sticky Obstacle Course’. The idea of the game was to put on a suit with Velcro on it and to run through the all-inflatable obstacle course without getting stuck to the walls etc. It starts and as our team have loads of speed we’re ahead by the time it’s my go, Faye comes sprinting up to us, she pulls off the suit and I step into it – this is the hardest part, my legs are in but I can’t get my arms in. They finally slide in and the suit is hanging off of my skinny body but I don’t care. I dive through the hoop and run up the hill, almost getting stuck to the Velcro, I slide down the slide and then begin to pull my self up the steeper hill using the ropes. I eventually reach the top and slide down and dive through another hoop to be faced with a long tunnel full of Velcro, I crawl through it and then get caught in the net. Thinking I’ve pulled myself through I slide out onto the grass without realising that my foot was still entangled in the net, I try to pull it free and realise how stupid I must look. I hear the two groups of boys shouting at me from behind but I block it out and tug my foot free, hearing a deadly rip. I must have ripped the net! I don’t have time to think about it as I’m soon sprinting down the side to the start pulling off my suit on the way. I pass it to Janna and she sprints off, we finish well in the lead and after the short celebration we head over to watch the boys do the Bungee Run. My brother’s team have gone off somewhere and the senior boys are doing it, the idea is you take a sponge full of water from the bucket throw it to a person standing on a box, who passes it to the next person on the box, who passes it to the next person and so on until you get to the end when u pass the sponge to the person on the bungee. They have to run down as far as they can with the sponge without getting pinged back; they must pass it to the person at the front who empties the water from the sponge. The boys take up their positions and start to do the game, after a few minutes they get bored and just start mucking around. Lewis, who was at the front, caught all the sponges then chucked them all in the air. Lloyd – who was on the bungee – was just running up and down pinging himself back and throwing sponges at the other team. “No, boys I don’t think that is appropriate!” The referee says quietly. Lloyd picks up a sponge and throws it at the referee, the boys then follow and the referee blows on his whistle. “DISQUALIFIED!” He shouts. “Ohhhh!” The boys groan laughing still and start sliding on the bungee in protest. “Chloe, give us a hug!” Perry says holding out his arms, he was dripping with mud and water and I was still bone dry. “St Cedd’s you’re on bungee number 2,” The referee says and we head over to the bungee. “Put the lightest on the bungee,” The ref says. “Chloe – that’s you!” Christina says sharply facing me. “Yeh Chlo, you’re on the bungee!” Faye agrees. “I don’t wanna go on the bungee!” I argue. “Oh it’s not hard,” Imogen says and soon I’m belted onto the bungee I walk forward a bit and slip over onto the inflatable, I laugh at myself. “GO!” The ref shouts blowing the whistle, Christina picks up a sponge and throws it to Faye, Faye to Imogen, Imogen to Janna, Janna to Paige and Paige to me I take the sponge which is quite heavy because it’s full of water I run forwards and throw the sponge to Christina you catches it neatly then empties the water out in the bucket. Before I knew what was happening the elastic had pinged me back making me hit the back of the inflatable. After a frustrating 5 minutes the whistles blown and we all emerge from the activity muddy and wet! After that activity I head over to where all our bags are and see Brad sitting on his own, I sit down next to him. “Hi,” I say to him, he looks at me and then looks away. “Brad don’t be like this,” I plead. “Brad!” I snap. “What?” He snaps back, “You know, if I’d have done to you what you did to me you’d be giving me the silent treatment!”
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Post by iluvaaron on Oct 21, 2003 12:41:46 GMT -5
:oomg! this story is soo gr8!! keep goin...!!
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Post by Bethany on Oct 25, 2003 9:38:10 GMT -5
*pokes jopey furiously* Oi you! Stop slacking!
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Post by iluvaaron on Oct 25, 2003 10:07:20 GMT -5
*starts poking too* yer..... i need more!
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Post by x0 jazzeh on Oct 25, 2003 19:54:15 GMT -5
Come on, Jo! ;D
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