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Post by blaise on Mar 27, 2009 23:32:11 GMT -5
Blaise slipped her shinguard up her right leg, pulling her sock up and over it. Where is that other cleat Blaise mused aloud. Blaise grabbed her cleat that she found hiding under her bag. She slipped it on and tied it quickly. Blaise grabbed her black and white ball and headed towards the soccer feild at a slight jog. Blaise frowned slightly. Today was her first practice with the guys team. She wasn't sure if the coach had alerted them of the fact a girl was joining the team. She smiled blatanly and wished the academy had a baseball team so she wouldn''t be stuck with soccer. Blaise dropped the ball once outside and started dribbiling down to the feild. Blaise stopped at the edge of he field waiting to talk to someone and just observing the guys practice.
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Post by | Smudge | on Mar 28, 2009 0:35:59 GMT -5
I pulled my choppy red shoulder-length hair into lazy ponytail, not bothering to clip back my red bangs. I changed into short, short navy Soffees and a white tank, white knee-highs, as well as my cleats. I made my way out of the East wing of the girls' locker room and faced some blonde chick who was getting on her cleats. "Where the hell are all the other players?" i mumbled, sounding just a smidge more pissed off than i really was. I whipped my head to the entry to the showers--the North wing--then the large area of five rows of lockers, for the athletic students only. There was no one, just me and blondie. What the hell was up with practice? Sure it was only the first day of school and things on the first day are usually pretty weird, but only two soccer players? It wasn't like this last year.
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Muse: Pretty decent
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