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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 23, 2006 11:17:34 GMT -5
She smiled softly, Soccer it is then.
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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 23, 2006 11:49:33 GMT -5
Ryan passed a soccer ball to each of them, keeping one for himself. Part of the job he liked was the playing part.
Sean wondered if they'd play a game, or just practice and such.
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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 23, 2006 11:55:24 GMT -5
She smiled softly and took the ball, trowing it in the air and bouncing it on her head several times to show off.
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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 23, 2006 11:59:21 GMT -5
Mr. Rivera sat upon the ground, quite enjoying the scene.
He smirked, taking it as a challenge. He tossed it in the air, bouncing it from his head to his knee then to his foot, and so. Letting it fall to the ground once before kicking it back toward his head.
ooc: blah, please excuse my lack of knowledge for soccer.
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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 23, 2006 12:02:24 GMT -5
She smirked and bounced it from her head to her knee then rested it on her foot before rturning it to her knee then back to her head.
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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 23, 2006 14:02:47 GMT -5
Ryan sat and watched, smiling to himself. When would they come? He was looking forward to the coach to come, the season was about to start... Though he hated to leave the students.
Sean copied her move, kicking it toward her ball, hitting it just right so the two switched.
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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 23, 2006 18:37:26 GMT -5
She smiled and stopped after a moment and looked over to Ryan, So Ry you gonna play a game with us or what?
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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 23, 2006 18:59:00 GMT -5
He shrugged, shaking his head. I'm more of a baseball kind of guy. He replied, leaning back on his elbows.
Sean let the ball hit the floor, allowing it to roll toward Mr. Rivera's feet.
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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 23, 2006 19:08:24 GMT -5
She sighed and rolled her eyes, moving toward him, Afraid I'll beat you or something? Come on. She paused for a moment pouting playfully, Please.
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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 23, 2006 21:04:17 GMT -5
He shook his head, his stomach jumping slightly. No, not at all... I'm not really feeling very good. He replied, sanding and pacing nervously.
Sean bit his lower lips, trying to figure the teacher out.
ooc: how about he gets sent onto a major league baseball team, and he has to choose between the baseball and her?
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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 29, 2006 14:31:45 GMT -5
She sighed and walked toward him slowly, Tell me where it hurts.
ooc :: sounds good
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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 29, 2006 14:45:39 GMT -5
Ryan thought not of her words, focusing on all the possible teams he could be accepted on...
Sean drifted toward the door, spotting a man in a tight suit outside.
The man wore a smug look, never smiling or releasing emotion.
ooc: what's your favorite baseball team?
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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 29, 2006 14:48:17 GMT -5
She waved her hand in front of his fance, ignoring everyone else in the room, Earth to Ry. What the hell's the matter with you today?
ooc ;; i'm not really into basebal but my grandmother love the red sox
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Post by << Angelo >> on Sept 29, 2006 14:53:01 GMT -5
ooc: good for her lol... I luv the Yankees, tho I'm pretty sick of playing the Yanks on gamecube & playstation with my eight year old cousin.
He ignored her language, not at all in the mood for a repremand. There's just some guys coming to ask a few questions. He replied, eyes following Sean as he moved toward the door.
Sean took a step back, realizing exactly who it was.
The man entered the gym, shiny black shoes tapping on the wooden floor. A sure hope this isn't where you practice. The man added sharply, eyes gazing around the area.
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Post by S a M a N T H a ;; on Sept 29, 2006 14:54:48 GMT -5
She was about to reply when she saw the man. She glanced at Ryan then back to him, confused as to why he was here.
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