Chapter 65

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The Next Morning

Laura:(wakes up getting up stretching refreshing herself and walks out of her room the same time Ross walks out of his)

Ross:(crosses his arms) Ms. Marano

Laura:(puts her hands on her hips) Mr. Lynch

Ross: What's with you girls putting your hands on your hips?

Laura:(rolls her eyes) Seriously?

Ross: What? I'm just asking. I see girls do that a lot

Laura: Whatever (walks down grabbing her breakfast eating it on the counter standing up)

Stormie: Good morning Laura

Laura:(puts her thumb up still eating)

Ross:(walks down) Mom

Stormie: Yes?

Ross: What's with girls putting their hands on their hips? I don't get it

Rydel: What?

Ross: Laura was just doing that. She had her hands on her hips, why do you girls do that?

Stormie: Um.... I don't know

Rydel: I have a better question. Why are you always so annoying?

Ross:(Shrugs) I don't know. Why do you always wear sparkles? (grabs his breakfast and eats it next to Laura)

Rydel:(rolls her eyes)

Laura: Are you serious? That was your amazing comeback?

Ross:(smiles) Pretty good, huh?

Laura:(nods) Sure..... whatever you say

Ross:(looks down at his plate mumbling to himself) It was a good comeback

A few hours later

Ross:(walks down) Dad, have you seen Laura?

Mark: The last time I saw her was in the backyard

Ross: Thanks (walks out and sees Laura practicing for their soccer game) (watches her)

Laura:(doing amazing tricks and shoots amazingly)

Ross: Wow. You're pretty good

Laura:(catches the ball) What do you mean by "pretty good"? That was amazing

Ross: Well yeah sure, for you maybe

Laura:(scoffs) And what's that suppose to mean?

Ross: Can you do this (takes the ball and does a really cool trick and shoots it in the net) Boom

Laura: Psh! Amateur

Ross: Excuse me

Laura: Oh did you just fart?

Ross:(glares at her crossing his arms)

Laura:(smiles innocently) I have a question for you now. Why do you always cross your arms when you get upset?

Ross: I'm not upset and I do not do that

Laura: You sure?

Ross:(nods)

Laura: Then why are you pouting and have your arms crossed now?

Ross:(looks at his arms seeing them cross and feels his lip pouting) (stops) Well that was just..... muscle spasms

Laura: Yeah sure (grabs the ball and starts juggling it) Now if you don't mind, I'd like to practice in peace please

Ross: Yeah yeah (walks in the house)

Laura:(keeps practicing)

A few hours later

Ross:(looking at the clear view slide door that leads to the backyard watching Laura practice)

Riker:(walks down seeing Ross and walks up to him) Someone's being a stalker

Ross: Shut up

Riker:(chuckles) What are you even doing?

Ross: Watching my opponent practice

Riker: Oh yeah. For your big soccer game with Laura

Ross:(nods)

Riker: Why aren't you practicing then?

Ross: Bc I need to see my opponent's moves

Riker:(rolls his eyes and closes the doors with the curtains) Stop being weird and just go practice, just do anything but stare at Laura all day

Ross: I'm not gonna do that

Riker: What? The do something more amusement or denying of staring at Laura?

Ross: Staring at Laura

Riker: Oh well, you totally were (throws him a soccer ball and goes upstairs)

Ross:(catches it and thinks) He's right. I should start practicing (starts doing tricks with the ball practicing)

Stormie:(walks down) Ross, play soccer outside please

Ross: Okay mom (goes out to the front and practices)

Laura:(walks out holding the ball under her right arm) (claps in a slow tempo) Well well well

Ross:(picks up his soccer ball looking at her) What?

Laura: I see you're practicing, finally

Ross: I don't need practice. Riker practically forced me to

Laura: Yeah sure.....

Ross: It's true!

Laura: Yeah right. Anyways, I look forward to beating you this week

Ross: It will be I who will be beating you this weekend

Laura: You wish

Ross: I do and they always come true

Laura:(rolls her eyes) Whatever (walks back in the backyard)

Ross:(goes back to practicing)

Note: Sorry it's short and boring. I'm really tired right now but want to update one last time.

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