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Post by Noelle Adae Blanchard on Dec 22, 2009 20:58:18 GMT -8
"Woah, check out Black!"
Noelle said, laughing. She had never seen Derrick so serious about a soccer game before, usually he was on the sidelines, flirting with the girls.
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Sebastien whooped and hollered.
"YEAH!"
He said, high-five-ing Derrick. Meanwhile Coach Michaels was staring at Derrick, dumbfounded. Sebastien clapped his hands.
"Lets kick some ass."
He said, grinning as the ball was passed to him and he kicked it across the field, sending it soaring to the other side. He ran up to catch up to it to make his play.
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Post by Stephanie Lauren Brecker on Dec 22, 2009 21:04:54 GMT -8
Jesse's eyes widened at Derrick's play, he suddenly remembered why he was on this team, because Derrick had dragged him to try out. He looked at all the screaming girls in the bleachers with a wry smile on his face, his gaze fell on someone who looked more of disgusted then impressed. He knew that was Kara, the chick who turned Derrick down. He chuckled at the irony of all this before catching the expression of the coach's face. He laughed out loud when he saw the coach shocked expression.
"Let's cream them and get this over with" he said to himself, and started running.
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Post by Derrick Black on Dec 22, 2009 21:08:08 GMT -8
Derrick started running again and kept up with Sebastien as he caught up with the ball. One of the bigger guys on the opposing team came rushing in at Sebastien and Derrick got in between causing a major collision between himself and the opponent. The both hit the ground and Derrick leaned up looking at Sebastien take off. He then smiled and looked back at the opponent who he collided with. "You should know better then to take on Derrick Black." He shook his head and got back to his feet.
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Post by Noelle Adae Blanchard on Dec 22, 2009 21:13:13 GMT -8
Sebastien saluted Derrick as he ran and caught up with the ball and he kicked the ball, straight into the goal. That was 2-1 for Epson. The crowd went wild and he went over to help Derrick up.
"Thanks man."
He said, smiling and the coach called them in for the break.
"Black, that was a freaking brilliant shot."
Coach said, his grumpy-ness still evident in his voice. He didn't want to go admitting he was proud of Derrick Black.
"But don't get you're head any bigger than it is. We need to beat these pansies."
He said, glaring at them
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Post by Derrick Black on Dec 22, 2009 21:15:42 GMT -8
"No problem man" Derrick said as Sebastien helped him up. He then looked over as the coach called them in for a break and starting heading over. He nodded at the coach's remark and didn't even give him that usual cocky smile. "Thanks coach, will do." He then took a seat on the benches and took a deep breath.
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Post by Noelle Adae Blanchard on Dec 22, 2009 21:16:23 GMT -8
Kara found herself cheering for the team and she stopped herself immediately. Kara hated school spirit, what was wrong with her? She was turning into one of those Derrick Black admirers. She shook her head. No, never. But that was a pretty wicked play. She would definitely have to congratulate him after.
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Post by Stephanie Lauren Brecker on Dec 22, 2009 21:37:53 GMT -8
Seeing that Derrick and Sebestian had everything under control, he sat down in the field taking a long drink of water even though he did not play much. His eyes scanned the crowds, his lips played into a thin smile when he saw the chick cheering. He walked over with a smirk on his face, "Kara right?" he asked.
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Post by Noelle Adae Blanchard on Dec 22, 2009 21:40:35 GMT -8
Kara mentally rolled her eyes when one of Derrick's friends approached her.
"yeah..."
She said, her perfectly arched eyebrow raised.
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Post by Stephanie Lauren Brecker on Dec 22, 2009 22:06:42 GMT -8
He wondered if he should help and turned that thought away. “ Good luck with Derrick, I think he’s as confused you are” he said, and with that he walked away, wondering what the hell did he just do.
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Post by Noelle Adae Blanchard on Dec 22, 2009 22:11:10 GMT -8
She watched him leave, totally confused.good luck with Derrick? what the hell was that supposed to mean? She wondered as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other and un-crossed her arms, suddenly feeling a bit self cautious. Derrick was confused? was it possible that Derrick Black had feelings for her? did she? Kara shook her head. That was ridiculous. Like he said before... he never cared about any one for anything other than sex. She turned her gaze to Derrick, who was sitting on the benches, looking like he was some where else. As his groupies called for him, he didn't acknowledge them.
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Post by Noelle Adae Blanchard on Dec 22, 2009 22:25:21 GMT -8
The whistle blew for the second time and the team broke from their huddle. Sebs had the ball under his foot and he concentrated on the goalie. He zoned out the crowd and just kept his eye on the goal. He heard Della cheering for him and he smiled slightly, furrowing his brow in concentration. He looked around at his surroundings and saw that Cayden was near to him. He gave him a look and started running, signaling Cayden to run as well. Half way down the field, a guy who was ten times more muscular than sebs tried to steal the ball, but Sebs was quick on his feet and he quickly turned around and kicked the ball to the side. He ran for the ball and then kicked it. "Cayden!" He said, as the ball went straight for Cayden, like he intended. ((haha, this is the perfect time for Cayds to sprain his ankle  )) |
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Post by carter on Dec 23, 2009 3:59:50 GMT -8
Carter was on the field, playing defense, and stood, waiting for his chance, he hated defense, and wanted to play. Carter started whistling, and smiled, he just sat there, waiting for his chance. "dum da dum dum duuuuum" He started laughing uncontrollably, but his face dropped when he didn't see the one person he really wanted to see in the stands. Zora. How could she not come see them play? He was shocked, and immediately shut down for a while, responding to anything in a daze, not thinking about what he did.
It was almost like his mind was gone, and he was subconciously blocking or moving.
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Post by Della Mariette Caine on Dec 23, 2009 9:49:03 GMT -8
Cayden ran down the field, his cleats pounding into the grass as he waited for Sebastien to pass him the ball, darting ahead to where the ball had landed and kicking it further up the field. Making sure to keep it only a few feet in front of him, he managed to scoot around a few of the opposing defense, heading to the goal and kicking the ball towards the net. As his foot connected with the ball and then continued on to hit the ground, he felt a rather unpleasant tear in his foot. Letting out a yelp and falling to the ground, his hand went to his leg, a grimace on his face. "Fuck!" He shouted, a pained expression on his face.
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Post by Noelle Adae Blanchard on Dec 23, 2009 9:54:54 GMT -8
When cayden fell, the whole crowd gasped. Noelle's hand fluttered to her mouth as a slight gasp escaped her lips. Sebastien ran up to his team mate as the referee blew the whistle signaling a time out. "holy shit man! You ok?" sebastien asked, kneeling over
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Post by Della Mariette Caine on Dec 23, 2009 10:08:59 GMT -8
"Fuck shit goddamnit, I don't know. I think I just sprained something." Cayden replied as Sebastien knelt down with him, a grimace on his face. "Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck." He closed his eyes for a moment, biting his lip. "Why the hell does this always happen to me?!"
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