A/N: All right, couldn't finish typing this chappie last time, so here it is, freezing cold in the media center again, typing chappie two. Okeeday, here it is. Oh, and does anybody know why my first chappie had no quotation marks? They were little bars!

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"Well, where the bugger is he?"

"Don't worry, Cory, he's just late."

"No, Kam. See, last time he was late, he was trying to persuade the cheerleaders to go away and let the band play the whole game."

"I remember that," Said Kamrin, "They just walked away and said that he was the best looking band geek they'd ever seen."

"Yeah, right. He's the biggest band geek, though. He's so defensive about band."

"Oh Core, you know he's cute."

"Yeah, so?"

Kamrin giggled and took a bite of a breadstick.

"Fight!" Someone yelled, running past Cory and Kamrin out to the quad.

"Stupid jocks and their fights." Cory commented.

"I know, it's so pointless."

"Hit him harder!" Someone yelled. "Beat that band geek! Fight fight fight!"

"Oh shit," Said Cory, jumping up and running toward the crowd, closely followed by Kamrin. As they approached, they began pushing through people. Once they got to the center of the circle, they saw Zane leaning up against a tree. Becca, a saxophone player, was holding him up, wiping blood from his mouth with some toilet paper. Brandon, a trumpet player shielding himself with his instrument case was attempting to hold back a large football player.

"Calm yourself, dude," Mumbled Brandon from behind his case.

"Becca," Kamrin muttered in Becca's ear. "Come on, let's get him to the nurse.

"He's in a circle of trendies, he's not getting out!" Said Becca.

"We can get him out," Said Cory, grabbing Zane's arm, "Come on."

Kamrin, Cory , and Becca all grabbed a part of Zane's body and lifeted it from the floor.

"OW!" He yelled in pain. "That hurts!"

"Sorry, matey!" Cory muttered, the began pushing through people.

"Hold on!" Brandon yelled. Running to catch up. "Don't let him hurt meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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A/N: Gotta go quick.. Bell gonna ring.. See ya'll later! Bye! +runs outside to buy cookie+ YUM!