so not my day today

Bean was regretting the position she landed in as she brought herself to stand up. Her palms were stained green and grass clippings were sticking to her hands and knees. “Uhg..” Brushing her hands and knees free of the grass, she heard a voice from behind. Honestly, she hadn’t really realized he was there until she heard the groan and patting noise made by him cleaning off.

Whirling around, Bean blinked and looked him over. Fluffy blonde hair, nice eyes (even though the seemed annoyed and disinterested), and taller than her. Somewhere she felt that she’d seen him before, but didn’t let her mind ponder on it too much. “My bad. Deff didn’t think there was a person there…” She gave a sheepish smile, well maybe sheepish is the wrong word. More of a ‘shit I hope he doesn’t kick my ass so let’s just smile’ kinda look.

Her eyes caught a chunk of grass he had missed on his shirt, and without thinking, brushed it off briskly, then held her wrist behind her back. When he asked if she needed anything, Bean tilted her head to the side and looked up at the sky. From him? “Not that I can think of…” She looked back at his face and arched an eyebrow. “Do you normally nap in the grass? ‘Cuz I imagine it’s not the best idea. At least in this high-traffic area.”

Releasing her wrist Stabean bent her knee and grabbed her ankle, stretching as she stood there. Her eyes were stuck on his hair; it was so blonde, and looked really soft. Like, the kind of soft you just wanna pet. Oooh, like “dog fur!” Her thought was finished aloud, and Bean dropped her stretch to cover her mouth with that hand. Wait that could be a great nickname…

“What, has someone called you dog fur before? Because I think it suits you.” She watched as he eyed her ankle. Twisted? Stabean rolled her foot around and and shook her head. “Everything seems fine, for the most part.” A heavy sigh left her body. It had been a good run, and she was surprised that there wasn’t any pain. That’s a relief. Bean rolled her shoulders back, cracked her neck and eyed him.

Was he asking her name? Sure an odd way. “I’m Stabean. You look familiar...I swear I saw you kicking some kid the other day.” Scratching the back of her neck she shrugged, it wasn’t her thing to dig into. However she was curious as to why he was kicking him. Clearing her throat, Bean smirked - attempting to reach out to pat his head again.

“Is it always so fluffy? And by the way, I didn’t mean dog fur in a bad way...it’s cute!” Her eyes drifted beyond him to some oncoming students, in gym uniforms, running together. She hadn't met anyone from the track team yet, and was kind of interested. Eyes focusing on Heath again, "Do you know anyone from the track team?"

There was a noticeable twitch of her brow when the blonde called her Star Bean. What was with everyone today, making fun of her name. Instead of snapping at him, she realized that she hadn't asked his name - so maybe that was an idea? "Oh yeah, what's your name?" It had to be something cutesy; all she could imagine was him as a baby, being mistaken for a little girl with blonde locks and gentle features. At this point in life he looked male enough, but he gave off the vibe that when he was younger, there may have been some confusion.

Her eyes traveled down to her ankle and the infamous tendon that she feared screwing up even more than she already had. "I'm thinking of some ace bandage, honestly." Bean looked up to him when he mentioned that he blew his hair dry. If it created results like that, she should probably invest in a hair dryer. "I normally just air dry mine..." She puffed up at her loose bangs and then turned to catch sight of a couple walking to a nearby tree with a basket in hand. Were they really going to have a picnick? Stabean laughed softly and shook her head. They had to be freshman - because who did that anymore?

When she had called him dog fur, what exactly had he thought of? He didn't like it, that was true, but he must've thought something horrible to react like that. Her attention perked when he mentioned that he was part of the track team. Looking for someone? Wanting to join? More along the lines of just a couple questions. "Well join I guess, but I was wondering if I could just be on like...light duty?" She suddenly became more withdrawn and held her wrist behind her back, gaze wandering to the ground.

"I'm not a freshman, but...I miss running." Bean's gaze slowly drifted up to the blonde's, hoping her tiny rose blush wouldn't be noticed.

"Heath is a decent name, but I think Dog Fur is more fitting." She smiled and decided to let her hair down from the ponytail. It had been getting uncomfortable and she decided down would be better. Shaking her head to loosen the strands, Bean then tucked hair behind her ears and looked back to Heath. Her tendon, which hadn't been bothering her, was starting to. Along with her legs in general. Maybe she had run too much for the first time in a while.

When he mentioned that the captains weren't hard to talk to, she gave a slight shrug and looked up at the sky. "Pain is starting to kick in, so I'm gonna head back to the dorms for a shower." Bean looked back at him and smiled, "I'll give tryouts a go. Thanks!" As she walked past him, she gave his hair a quick ruffle and then waved over her shoulder. "See ya Dog Fur. I'm in 175 if ya ever wanna drop by."