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Post by the.four.amigops. on Jun 2, 2007 11:00:21 GMT -5
[&&there’s a party goin’ on;;]
Well, the most entertaining and fun class was first period for young Declan Smithson…gym class. Especially when you’re the goalie in a game of soccer. His team was losing by a lot and it was kind of sad, because no one was really a good goalkeeper on his team. Declan thought he didn’t really have anything to lose if he would goal, so he did. The sun was extra annoying today, seeing as it forced sweat on the people that didn’t even sweat all that much.
After wiping sweat from his forehead, Declan watched as the ball made its way across the field and towards him. Just the movement, Declan heard the coach’s voice, Eye on the ball, Hayden! and he just rolled his eyes. Declan didn’t really see the point in gym class and why people made a big deal about it. Whyh you just HAD to win a game so stupid such as…soccer.
Don’t get me wrong, the teenager really enjoyed playing soccer, but the fact that people made a big deal out of it in gym class, just kind of annoyed the crap out of Declan, DECLAN!, a girl screamed as loud as possible, jumping up and down on the other side of the field. Rolling his eyes again, Declan watched as a girl with brunette hair kicked the ball towards the goal and then caught it.
Some girls cheered and a couple guys hooted. Okay, it wasn’t some, it was everyone on his team. Why, though? right here a guy said as Declan looked over and threw the soccer ball over. The guy made his way across the field, passed it to a teammate, who just aimed towards the goal, feeling pride in himself as he made it, well that was easy. Declan just sat down right he was at and just picked at the grass, This is what I get for not taking gym in my Freshman year Declan thought to himself; He couldn’t wait to get out of this stupid place.
[&&they’re playin’ your favorite song;;] |
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Post by W e l l ;; V e r s e d on Jun 2, 2007 14:25:29 GMT -5
OhOhSee;; is this open? O.o
If not, I will just delete my post. =]] [/size] |
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Post by W e l l ;; V e r s e d on Jun 2, 2007 16:23:20 GMT -5
Run here. Run there. Amberlynne really hated being a teacher's-aid. Well, she had to admit that it was better than sitting in study hall for nearly two hours with nothing to do. Besides, she was the music teacher's teacher-aid, so it wasn't all that bad. Honestly, Lynne had no clue why the music teacher had anything to do with what was going on in gym. She just did what she had to do. Maybe they were going to get together and make a musical about dodgeball or something. [[xD]]
Her hair was put up today, wrapping around in soft dark curls here and there, that bang falling down yet again in front of her eyes. Sweeping them back she smiled as the sun hit her pale skin, her cheeks lighting with a pale pink. It wasn't that Lynne didn't go out in the sun or anything, but she was just naturally a soft pale porcelin like color. Fiddling with the note between her thin fingers, she cast a glance out into the playing fields. These people seemed to get just a tad bit heated about winning a game of soccer in gym.
It was rather heated outside and so it called for less clothing of course. Her attire of today was a maroon colored, laced cami like top, scattered with pictures of dinosuars, and a pair of black shorts. Her black flats scuffed at the grass as she made her way to the teacher in a sloth like pace. She could take her time, she didn't need to be back anytime soon.
Once more her eyes peered out over the fields as a young man walked over, plopping himself in the grass just a couple feet away. He was picking at the grass and didn't seem to notice her, but she noticed him. A faint smile faded across her lips as she spoke, "Well, hello, stranger."
OhOhSee;; Sorry, it's not great. x3 [/size] |
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Post by the.four.amigops. on Jun 2, 2007 16:38:13 GMT -5
[&&deal with it;;]
This is sooo boring Declan sang to himself as he continued to pick the grass. Hearing a soft voice of a girl above him, the teenager looked up, seeing nothing but the sun, which pretty much blinded him. Standind up, Declan finally saw a girl, possibly his own age, looking straight over at him. It was that girl...who's name always seemed to slip his mind. Abby...Abigeil...Addie...Amber...Amberlynne...hi Gosh, that was stupid. It was an easy name to forget.
Dont you hate it when you tell this one person your name about a trillion times and they forget by the time they see you again and then you don't even bother telling them your name, seeing as there might not even be a point in telling them, because they might forget? Well, it's happened to me a bajillion times. But my name isn't really easy to remember either, it's understandable, What brings you here? Declan managed to ask. Of course, Amberlynne wasn't in his gym class and she didn't really say anything to the teacher, so who was she.
Declan! Watch the ball! A girl screamed just as some blonde guy kicked the soccer ball straight into the goal. Declan looked over and just said, Sorry! he went over to the goal, picked up the ball and kicked it towards the middle of the feild, Pay attention, man! One of his friends yelled at him and walked off. Declan nodded, not being sure if his friend noticed him nod or not, and just turned back towards the girl, awaiting an answer.
[&&tell me why you roll your eyes;;]
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Post by W e l l ;; V e r s e d on Jun 2, 2007 22:17:39 GMT -5
Amberlynne placed her hands on her hips, a faint smile finding its way to her thin lips. He didn't seem to remember her much, but she couldn't blame him. Not everyone had such a hard-to-remember name and from what she recalled they had only talked a couple of times. He had remembered her though, and that was all that counted, right? "Hello, Declan." she said, her innocent like smile falling across her face and through her dark wispy curls. Heavily black outlined eyes shifting between both him and the active soccer field.
"Ohhh, nothing much. I'm running errands for teacher. You know, the fun stuff." she said, chuckling softly. It was at that moment that she had seen something flying in their direction. She didn't know what it was, where it came from, and the like, but with her luck it would have smacked her right in the face. She was yet to have her clumsy moment of the day. They were absolutely inevitable.
A small shriek passed her lips as she cringed, hearing the soft swoosh of its passing into the net behind the young man. It was soon to be followed by the angry calls and jeers at Declan. Straightening herself once again, she tucked fallen strands of hair behind her ears, biting softly at her lips. She felt like such a fool.
"I'm sorry. I'm distracting you. I think that I should go.." she said apologetically with a sheepish smile. [/size] |
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Post by the.four.amigops. on Jun 3, 2007 15:00:17 GMT -5
ooc: sorry it's so sucky.
[&&she may believe you;;]
Kay, so she first calls him 'stranger' and then she calls him by his name. At least she knew his name. Declan wasn't really the one to forget people. He even remembers what his dentist looks like from when he was 8...and that's saying something, cuz Declan hasn't seem him in 10 whole years. Declan didn't seem to mind sarcasm, but sometimes he wished that people give him a clue when they're being sarcastic.
Surely, running errands didn't seem to be the most fun thing in the world and she was obviously being sarcastic. But what if she wasn't? It makes sense, because he'd rather run errands all day for teachers if he didn't have to go to gym class. He just hated the fact that he was stuck in this class, forced to be a goalie, continously kicking away every time the soccer ball seemed to come near the goal...it just sucked.
That actually does sound fun Declan mumbled to her and watched the game for a second. It just bugged him that people got so competetive over a little game of soccer in gym class. As soon as Brian Gayson scored a goal, Declan turned back towards Amberlynne and just said, No...don't leave me. I'll be all alone. You're not distracting me, I could care less about the fact that I'm pissed these people off Although, he kinda wished that his friend would stop being as competitive as the others.
[&&but I never will;;]
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Post by W e l l ;; V e r s e d on Jun 9, 2007 12:58:15 GMT -5
Amberlynne looked away from the soccer field once more and ran her eyes once over him. Declan really didn't seem to be having too much fun here as the gym's soccer goalie. She could tell by the looks that he gave the yelling people running about the field. It didn't seem to be too that entertaining to watch her peers running about the field swinging elbows and kicking shins. Yeah, that defianately wasn't her kind of game.
Lynne was surprised when he asked her to stay, not thinking that he would have. A smile faintly brushed across her thin lips and she placed her hands in her pockets, tilting her feet slightly inward, playing with the grass under her flats."Well, I guess it might be more fun than just standing here, right?" she said jokingly. She really didn't mean to rub it in Declan's face. [[=D]]
Looking over, she caught glances with the gym teacher. He was sitting on a bench, flipping through a magazine. Honestly, not paying attention to anyone or anything other than the pictures under his nose. Biting her lip, she motioned that she would return to Declan and made her way over to the teacher.
Nearing him, she placed the piece of paper on the bench and informed him that it was from the music teacher. Without looking up he stuffed the note in his pocket and mumbled a thank you, motioning her away. He was obviously too busy to do his job, eh? Turning she made her way to Declan, standing beside him once more. A bright look filled her eyes.
"Well, now that I'm done, why don't you come with me?" She knew that she was being straight forward, and she didn't know if he would go along, but the people on the field and the teacher were way too busy to notice that one person had gone. Besides, who wants to stand around and be a goalie all day, huh? =]]
Tucking her dark, curled hair behind her ear she smiled, inviting him along. It was up to him, she wasn't expected back anytime soon.
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Post by the.four.amigops. on Jun 11, 2007 16:12:27 GMT -5
[&&i throw my cares up in the air;;]
ooc: mine bigger! whoot.
It wasn't that Declan really hated gym classes and he'd just rather die than play soccer with a bunch of jock wanna-be's, he'd...just rather be somewhere else. He stepped up in front of the goal as the players all worked their way towards his team's goal and Amberlynn made her way over to the coach, who didn't have any interest of the game. He wasn't sure, actually, what he'd rather do. Not ever see his best friend ever again or be in gym class everyday for the rest of his life, Yo, Ty! Declan called to one of his friends that were not too far away.
Just as Tyler turned to him, Declan spoke Not ever see your best bud again or do this everyday?, but wasn't sure if he was asking the right person. Sure, he'd choose his best bud, because his was right next to him, Do this everyday, Dec....you know it Tyler looked over at Cody Pierce, Lose my best bud, because of some gym class...hell naw Declan wasn't sure if that was the answer he was looking for.
this or taking on Bryce Hayden? Declan called once more just as Amberlynn walked back over to him, I'll take on Bryce Hayden...for sure Bryce Hadyen was one of the toughest ones at Lakeland High and no one's ever tough enough to stand up to him, but I guess Ty is, What's a couple broken bones? Well, it was true. If you took on Bryce, you'd probably get hurt, but the pain of playing soccer everyday was a lot more painful.
Declan kicked away the soccer ball, blocking the goal, Good goin', goalie Ty said just as Amberlynn was finally back, offering him to ditch this class and come with her. What did she mean 'come with me'? Where did she want him to go with her? Declan really didn't want to be caught skipping, but he'd rather take the risk and leave this retarded class. He was already tortured enough by the basketball couch, Why not? Declan smiled and looked around the feild; if anyone noticed him gone, they could just get a new goalie, they wouldn't obviously get angry.
Declan looked over at the coach and quickly walked out of the soccer feild and toward the building just after a smiled and grabbed Amberlynn's hand. Just as they got away from the feild's view, Amberlynn released her hand and walked on, I don't feel right about this It wasnt that Declan hadn't skipped before. He just hadn't skipped in a long time. He used to do it all the time, but he'd gotten over it and promised himself to not ever do it again, but who could EVER turn down those gorgeous blue eyes. Declan was just too nice to say no too her.
[&&don't think they're comin' down;;][/size]
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