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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2018 6:36 pm
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Lailah still hadn't noticed the football as it was heading straight for her, but somehow she was lucky, and she managed to walk out of it's way and it flew quietly behind her and into the ground, bouncing a bit farther. Only then did Lailah realize that something had happened, and looked around to see what had gone on.
It was then that she spotted someone running around asking everyone about some... ball or something. She looked around, and saw what appeared to be some sort of oval-shaped thing, and she picked it up, and walked over to the panicking student. "Is this what you're looking for?" She didn't really pay attention to ball games, so she wasn't sure that it was the correct item, but no harm in asking, right?
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2018 7:26 pm
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If there was one thing that Lailah was good at, it was being totally oblivious. If one looked in a dictionary, they would see her picture next to the word. So the fact that the boy in front of her was clearly nervous and seemed to be unable to form words Lailah noticed... none of it. All she knew was that a boy had lost his ball, and he had now retrieved it. She nodded to him, giving him a small smile, only from being able to help someone else out. One might think of it differently, but to her it was only a smile of simple happiness.
"You're welcome. I'm glad I could get it for you." She did notice that he had brushed her hand with his, but it was bound to happen. After all, no one was perfect, and he had clearly meant to get the ball. She looked at the ball for a bit, curious about the brown thing in the shape of... some sort of pointed sweet potato or something.
"What kind of ball is it?" She knew nothing of sports, other than most of them involved physical activity and some sort of ball being passed around. She wasn't sure of the 'how' part of it though.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2018 6:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2018 6:25 pm
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Miku smiled excitedly, "AWESOME! well, I got to get back to practice! I've never had a date before! I gotta go tell the boys about my girlfriend! We gotta play our best Thursday!" He started to walk away before quickly turning and giving her a warm fluffy hug that only imps can really give. "Thursday, yes I will text you my number is 555-0123 text me soon so I will have your number!" He turned and quickly ran off back to the field clutching the ball to his chest. He was so worried that she wouldn't text, or that she wouldn't come. After all, she didn't seem exactly as enthusiastic about coming as he wanted her to be. She didn't even know that football was a thing. She didn't even know what a football was! Where has she been living? Under a rock? He shook his head, he needed to be nicer in this thought's but now he was so worried and so sure that she wouldn't come.
It wasn't until he got back to the field that he realized he never even learned her name. His teammates greeted him with a groan. "It took you long enough huh? Really took your sweet time finding it. It better not be popped." The captain came up and snatched the ball out of his hands with a grunt. "Go sit down on the bench you're out." Miku's eyes fell, he knew that was coming, the rest of his team didn't really like or respect him. He was always messing things up. But he supposed sitting on the bench wasn't too bad he had plenty of time to think about what to say.
"I should have gotten her number" he muttered under his breath, staring down at his phone unblinking and not vibrating. Well, she didn't HAVE to text him. He just thought... maybe she would? Maybe she would get back to her room and think about him and text him. "stupid stupid" if he had gotten her number then he could have texted her first, isn't that what guys are supposed to do, make the moved, text first, call first. Now he couldn't and he didn't even know her name. If he knew her name he could at least ask around campus, surely someone would know her. He couldn't just go around asking anyone if they knew the pretty blonde junior. He was sure that it wouldn't get him anywhere.
He sat there and watched the practice, his team was looking good but he knew he was the strongest player on the team and them pulling him out was silly and stupid. They would never win with him benched, but for just one practice he supposed it was alright. The coach looked back at him sitting down and sighing. "You know Miku, you try harder than anyone else on this team, and you have talent you really do, you just gotta tone it back a bit sometimes Don't beat yourself up about the little mistakes okay?" He put a hand on his shoulder. Reassuring him, "You'll be in the game on Thursday so don't sweat it." Mikus face lit up at those words he was really worried if she did come he wouldn't be in the game and he'd look pathetic but it was reassuring to know that wouldn't be the case.
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