Well, Ryan was not bad either. He had good ideas up his mind. But he was more into narration than into actions. I was more into actions. My comrade, little Roi, older than me by a year but shorter by 20 cm. He's a good guy, and we both have been trained by our wonderful teacher Mr. Bercury. The first time I actually talked to Ryan was right after his acting. (Or was it before?)
His skills were comparable to mine, perhaps a little bit under me, but comparable. We both were friends at first. I talked to Sheri about a couple of minutes before he talked to him. (Yea, I GOT HER FIRST!!!)
Sheri was a Naruto fanfic writer. Well, I'm a part-time, perhaps I'll put up my story one time or another. However, we had totally different views on who Hinata likes. (A shy, bashful girl in the anime) She was rooting for KibaHina while I NaruHina. (Gee, the Happy Ending of a unlikeable couple should exist.) But that was the only problem. A minor one at that. Other than that, we were quite good friends.
I didn't know that, but she did take on the fancy of Ryan. (I say her acting was so good that I couldn't figure out that) While I, her. (Yes, and our story FINALLY starts) But she took both our numbers, and kinda "ok-ok" to the other jokes than my friends made (There was a group category for the competition)
It was only when me, my friends, Roi and Ryan, were reaching the bus stop when my phone and Ryan's rang with a message. (Duh, you know who its coming from... Yea right, my mum) Of course it is Sheri. I didn't notice my handphone at first. But seeing Ryan's actions, it was pretty obvious that he was after her. (This world where there are good ladies, is suitors, is dreams, is lies.)
Ah, so then the rivalry starts. Oh, it was sooooo intense... not. We didn't meet each other for some time, heck with it, its only phone calls back and forth. (But I didn't call much)
Then one faithful day Sheri messaged me about whether I was in a debate competition. I said no, and she said that my school was against her boyfriend's school. Gee, that took me by surprise. She did tell me in the workshop that she was deprived. Then there she was, telling me she had a boyfriend. Hiding my broken heart, I whipped out my phone and messaged her (Nah, too dramatic)... Mumbling "You're a pain in my butt" I lazily took the phone and keyed some words in (Nah, too vulgar)... Heck with it, I messaged her and said "You had a boyfriend, who?"
Well, her words were "You know the one we met at the workshop..." Ah-hah, the Zor Gong lost again. This is perhaps the 4th time I've lost a prospective girl. Nevermind, the world is wide, so is the heart of Zor Gong... But let me cry in a corner first...
Nah, just joking. I don't cry.
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