Soccer & Sketches (C)

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[attr="class","bonesbody"]her lips were puckered and her mind not entirely on the road ahead. instead, her gaze was on the soccer field as she rode along the wire fence along the vast grassland... or more specifically, the actual soccer players who were currently involved in some sort of practice game. "pick up yar ass or the captain's gonna kick it!" she hollered at one of the guys who happened to be wiping off his sweat with the front of his shirt, "and probly slam a stick into it too. ... i meant dick." blue eyes blinked a few times and she suddenly let out a laugh, "aw shit, was that too graphic?"

still snickering to herself, she finally turned her head. but rather than looking to the front, her gaze was caught by the figure of a girl who sat alone at the bench. "oh my god, are you like, one of those," she began aloud as she sped up to the other girl, but only to drop her voice again as soon as she was near; left hand raised to the side of her mouth, almost as though she was telling a secret that nobody else should hear, "rabid fangirls? otherwise known as 'stalkers?'"

frowning, though there was still a distinct sense of amusement on her face, the fourteen-year-old straightened her back and whipped her head to the direction of the soccer team captain, "dar-" she began again though was quick to realize that she didn't actually know which powers twin she was currently addressing; not that it mattered much, she supposed. that much was obvious as she raised her voice once more and continued: "cap'ain!! ya got a fangirl here!" she hollwered, though didn't actually expect the ginger to have heard her. after all, he was busy with his club activities and, actually, thinking about it now...

"wait! am i already late?" eyes widened, her hands shot toward her own body, patting herself all over just to locate her phone. however, when the quick search came up with zero results, her gaze went to the other freshman. left hand extended and roughly grabbed at the sketchbook, pushing it down so she could have a full view of the girl's face, "y'got the time on ya? 'cause i don't and if i'm late again i'm probly gonna have my ass kicked, too. or worse, suspension from the tech club. the fuck am i gonna do with my time if i'm not allowed into the woodshop, know what i mean?"

HAILEY HUGHES ● here she is m8

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