[mhs soccer – offense]
Van Bowers
-Van sat in his room, a small silver cell in his hand, talking in to it with a smile on his face. He had already mentioned it to Shawn and the soccer team, the Vixens, the student body, grades 11, 12, and about three other schools. Van was a party-man, he could pull together an insane party in like seconds flat, because it was what he liked to do. He nodded quickly-
"That's right, I need sand... lots of sand. And a small inflatable pool, 15 crates of Liquid Vaseline, and six speakers"
-Already booked out spot in a warehouse, will move all Cede's furniture there and fill the place with sand to get a beach thing going on. Is going to have Vaseline wrestling in the backyard, and has, through some bizarre twist of fate, booked The Red Hot Chilli Peppers to perform, leading them to believe it's some kind of award show. He hung up and took something from his bed, lifting it, then grabbed something else with his other hand-
"That's right, my pretties"
-He said to what he was holding, lifting the infamous slip-n-slide that always turned girls tube-tops in to belts in one hand. In the other hand, a beer funnel with the word 'Widowmaker' written down the side of the hose-
"It's party time..."
-With that, he lifted both objects in to the air and let out a cackle the likes of which MEridian had never heard. Lightning flashed by his window and thunder struck! Posters were laying in piles around his room, and a couple dozen flags and other such decorations he was going to hang up on Cede's place so nobody could miss it!!-