Vintage's downfall

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Days later, came the day Vintage was waiting for. Today is Sunday. Skull will be waiting for him and Omega at the park in a few hours.

He woke up pretty happy to start the day, changed from his pjs to normal clothes extremely quickly without noise so he wouldn't wake up Omega who he knew was still asleep.

He took his phone out and checked notifactions. Barely anything. He went onto the messaging bar and messaged Double.

I'm going to my first team meeting. I think. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow at school.

Vintage almost forgot school started. All inklings below the age of 16 are required to attend school 2 days a week for 5 hours. He didn't mind it, as he was tested on both his knowledge and battling skills, besides he has made a few friends from there that he kept in mind and best of all; he sits with Double in all of his classes.

And almost everytime he's in class, Double talks him out of doing the work and talking instead about more important matters; like league leaderboards.

But now that Vintage will be in his own team there is a chance their friendship will break off. Infact, he still feels gulity about the stuff he said to him yesterday. 

Few minutes later, Vintage gets a reply from his friend.

Oh yeah school! Tell me all about it!

He smiled reading it. Maybe it won't go bad and he shouldn't worry as much - like Omega does- and just let their friendship uncover itself. Besides, they've been friends for 5 years now.

When the two were nine, their elementary school hosted a big end of the year party for every little student. That was exactly where Vintage meet Double, who at that time was in a lower class. The two just happened to be at the same table, Double being the first one who introduced himself.

Back then, Vintage was really shy. But that wasn't bad of a trait, right? He didn't socialise like Double would, so he never had any friends back then. He was the one to have an small anxiety attack back there when they were sitting alone but a short "Maybe we could be friends." from Double calmed him down a bit.

And from there, when Vintage accepted the proposition, they hung out almost everyday. Their friendship sky-rocketed. To the point where their parents knew eachother and the two had playdates a lot.

When the two started turf wars at the age of 14, merely 6 months ago, they quickly tried out together, by their own side with randomly selected two other teammates. They got hang of it quick, but Vintage had to assure that Double didn't fall out of a map by accident.

Who knows what the future will bring for him and Double.

Vintage, of course didn't want to leave his friend on open. So he messaged him some simple information;

Yes I will. Just don't get too loud about it or the teacher will kick us out like last time, remember?

He was refeering emberrasingly to that one time when Double shouted across the classroom about him ranking up; that did not end up well.

A message to Vintage came through quickly.

Whoops! I won't!!!

He closed his phone. Guess it's preparing time for the first ever team meeting.

*******

After what seemed a long time of trying to adjust his weapon to work properly and smoothly, it was only little time left to pack up and get ready to go out. This should've have been easy for Vintage if he didn't have to carry all the bags containing the lunch, the weapons and other vital items.