In the Stands... [Open]

[Midna]

A girl was laying in the stands, on her stomach, watching the basketball players play as she drew. Sighing softly, she moved her long, dark brown hair from her face. She pulled down the short black skirt she was wearing when it rode up. Her brown eyes looked upon the males. None were that cute. She was more interested in the goth looking guys, and girls.

She sat up, pulling her red tubetop up some, it was a bit big on her. She looked down at her heels, sitting on the ground by her. She had taken them off, she wasn't leaving here for another hour or two. She found interest in the sport. Plus, this was her time to do whatever. She didn't have classes anytime soon.

She laid back down, looking into her laptop. Her tablet was connected, and she picked up the black electronic pen, drawing lightly the tab. She sighed, not pleased with what she drew. She wasn't good at drawing people, but she was good at drawing plants, animals, clothing. She planned to be a fashion designer when she got out of school.

She laid her head down on her hands, her eyes closing tiredly. Soon she had fallen into a light slumber, the sound of basketballs hitting the ground had helped her sleep. She always had to sleep with some sound. Music, television, someone talking, the sound of her own cries...

[Littlemissme]

Issac sat a few stands down from the rather pretty girl. he didn't know anyone here. He felt like such an outcast now. Not knowing where you fit in, if you did, how you did... And when you would. people at this school seemed to avoid him like flies. Every time he got near they would either stop talking, or run away. It was so annoying. he leaned forward, feeling the cold of the camera against his neck and the firm grip he had of his ipod. It was an assignment for his therapy to take pictures of people and places that meant a lot to them. The sad part? Nothing meant a lot to him but his mom and their backyard. he so far had a picture of his ipod, His mom, a long distance picture of their back yard and sunrise. He chuckled. Something so cool wasted on him. He rather liked photography, he was okay at it, but he had nothing and no one to photograph.. What a shame.

His eyes looked back over that girl, watching her look unhappy with what ever she was doing on that screen. He had been watching her every once in a while. She was the most interesting thing about this gym class. And she was easily the prettiest. Without thinking, he was staring. What was so interesting about her? She didn't look like a poser like some girls in this school. She wasn't blond or preppy or overly happy. She seemed deeper than just skin deep. She was interesting. Something somewhere interested him.

He leaned forward without thinking, as if trying to read her mind. How could this one girl intrigue him the whole period? All of the girls at the school were nothing like his Ally.. That was it. It was Ally. She reminded him of Ally. The dark hair, the way she looked at something when she was concentrating. it was all very similar...

But no! This wasn't his Ally, she would never be his Ally, and his Ally was never coming back. End of story. But still, he raised his camera to his eyes, taking the picture. he would show it to his therapy group and tell them about Ally and what he did to her. The one thing he still felt guilty for, and had trouble talking about.

[Midna]

Her eyes opened a few moments after the flash. She yawned, looking around some. "Did...you take a picture of me?" she asked, confused, sitting up. She grabbed her shoes, sliding them on. She left her laptop and tablet behind, going down, sitting beside him with a half-smile.

"Um... I'm... Alex." she said, putting her hand out for him to shake. It wasn't hard to come over here. He caught her eyes, he was cute, his skin looked smooth, and, well, he had taken a picture of her. "Nice camera." she said with a shy smile. She looked at the basketball players and sighed. "These guys are just....horrible." she laughed some, looking back to him. "Well accually, my name is Alexandria... but I simply don't like it."

[Littlemissme]

he looked down. thinkingOh Lord, she saw.He breathed deepand shifted to sit up straight. Watching when she sat down next to him. Pulling down the collar of his plain black t-shirt."Yes. is that a problem?"He asked quietly, justloud enough for her to hear.
He watched her for a moment"Hi Alex, I'm Issac."He said, laughing at her comment"yes, not much to watch unless someone falls."he said, bitting his lower lip. being a hermet was hard."Alexadria.. That's a pretty name,But a little bit of a mouthfull. Alexsuits you better."he said honestly. Ringing his hands out nervously.Gosh, what was it with himand a pretty girl?
Try to make convorsastion.The soft, tinkling voice that was not his own commanded. He didn't answer it. "So uhm..."He ubbed the back of his neck almost awkwardly."You don't mind the picture,do you?"

[Midna]

Alex looked at him as he spoke. She knew he was nervous, or seemed that way. "It's not a problem at all. Mind if I ask what it's for though?" she asked, watching him bite his lip. "It'd be kinda cool if one did fall..." she agreed. Her eyes went to the players, then back to him. "I...like your name, by the way." she said, her dark eyes looking over his face. Yeah, he was defiently cute.

"Yeah. I don't like my name, it is a mouth full." she laughed lightly. Him being nervous was making her a little nervous. "So... nice shirt." she smiled, then looked away. "I should...get back to my computer." she got up, going back up the few bleachers and sitting down.

[Littlemissme]

Follow her! The tinkling voice in his head commanded. He shook his head, but complied. maybe it would shut it up for once. He got up walking the few bleachers up carefully. The last thing he wanted to do was trip. He smiled easily"You know if you really want to know.."He said sitting down swiftly next to Alex."It's for my therapy class... Don't worry, I'm not crazy."he said quickly, before she could react. You idiot! Don't tell her about that! he shook his head at the voice. Even while she was dead he couldn't keep her happy.. Oh gosh he sounded warped.
"And thanks about the name compliment."He said, leaning back against the bleachers, watching those jocks run around after the ball... He saw no point.

[Midna]

Alexandria looked up to see him follow and smiled. "You go to therapy?" she asked, not trying to be rude by asking. "Don't thank me, was only telling you the truth." she smiled shyly, opening her computer, going through the things she drew. "So...." she said, "Have any siblings, girlfriends, boyfriends...?" she asked with a small smile, looking up at him.

[Littlemissme]

The tinkling voice in his head sighed in relief."Yeah"He answered simply. Looking at her for a moment. He had trouble comprehending it. She was flirting... with him! His thoughts instantly went to Ally, who in reply, commanded Flirt back!!! he hesitated, but said"No siblings, no boyfriends, no girlfriends. Same question for you, but instead add in scary, tall, muscular fathers, uncles... brothers.. cousins... etc?"He asked, chuckling softly. It felt really good to be joking around, if he was at all. But what, per say, could this girl, this amazingly beautiful girl, ever want from a vile thing like him? You're amazing and you know it, too/i] The voice said to him, softly, almost sadly.

He flashed her another smile, angling his body toward her a bit more.he looked at her face silently. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful, and like Ally she became. It was almost like her twin.

He must be dreaming. He could not be sitting here with such a beautiful girl, who looked so much like the girl he had once loved, and hurt. What if the same happened to her? He was almost instantly feeling protective over her. He couldn't change what happened to Ally, but he could make sure the same didn't happen to this girl if anything sparked between them

[Midna]

Her lips went into a shy smile and laughed slightly. "Gotta brother. But I'm kinda the one that protects him. Nothing to worry about really. And no, no boyfriend, or girlfriend." she smiled, looking to her laptop again.

(Meh didn't know what to put. -failure-)

[Dometri Coleman]

Dometri entered the gym, ball in hand ready to play some basketball with the others. He quickly threw his bag on one of the nearby stands and walked towards the court. He looked around and saw the jocks had already started a game. He could have easily asked to play but he didn't want to disrupt the game. He sighed softly and made his way to the court, slowly bouncing the ball as he walked. He then decided it would be best if he just played by himself, because of his ability. This upset him a little because he did like to play with others. He stopped as his eyes caught the image of a boy named Issac talking to a girl named Alex. He smirked slightly as he bounced the ball a couple of times. He lobbed the ball over at Alex softly, hoping that he didn't lob it too hard.

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[Midna]

Alex saw the ball and let out a small squeel. She didn't like objects going towards her, defiently balls. She looked at the ball and picked it up, "I'm guessing this is yours?"she asked, getting up, walking over to the male, smiling shyly.

She held onto it, she was gonna make him pay somehow. "So...you..throw a ball at a girl. So that girl won't give it back without a fight, or at least a sorry, seeing as you could of killed me, or something." she joked, handing it to him. "Watch where your balls fly." she laughed, grabbing her bag. "I gotta go, Issac. Maybe I'll see you around." she took out a pen, taking his hand, writing her number. She walked past Dometri, winking slightly, going towards the gym door.