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Post by Brayden Matthews on Aug 10, 2007 15:12:58 GMT -5
Brayden grabbed his basketball from he locker and walked out of the Locker Room. It was after school most kids were gone, or atleast out of the gym, he needed to find something to do anyway, he had homework but he was lazy. Besides that he had been here for a while, just for weight lifting. He never did spend much time at home, he was usually always away, with friends or something. He did anything just to get away.
Bray had to make a stop at the gym, basketball was one of his favorite sports, and he always had an excuse for working out. He needed to get back in the habit for personal reasons, typical Brayden attitude. He walked into the gym, his footsteps echoed with each step throughout the silent gym, throwing his nike sports bag into the near by bleachers. Brayden dressed in a white shorts and a blue tshirt. He gripped his basketball and started his own personal practice session. |
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Post by Kayla Shepard on Aug 10, 2007 19:13:01 GMT -5
  A little less talking,
a little more touch.
Kayla's slender body made its way up the hill dancing to the beat that was blaring through her ears from her ipod. Her finger rose as she pushed one back in its ear due to her shaking her head crazy and making it fall out. Her blonde locks of hair fell in her face as her white tank top glistened in the sun. She had on a pair of light pink cotton capris that rolled up to her knees on with a pair of white tennis shoes. She had just gotten through with her afternoon run and she wasn't the least bit tired. This happened though when you ran everyday; you got used to it and sometimes felt like you couldn't go without it.
She felt her legs move her towards the gym since she needed to get some water from the lobby anyways. Her soft hands pulled her hair up in a messy bun as she made her way inside before stopping at the fountain. She held her water bottle up and filled it before taking a few sips from the fountain. She could hear the basketball being dribbled but usually didn't think much of it. Seeing as today was a boring day though, she decided to check it out. Kayla's mouth dropped as she saw Brayden dribbling the basketball. A soft scream was let out and she ran before jumping on his back hoping that he didn't fall over from her weight, "Bray!" |
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Post by Brayden Matthews on Aug 10, 2007 21:02:26 GMT -5
Brayden gave a wide grin as the ball soared through the net. It was mostly the 'swish' sound that he liked so much, just another way to boost his arrogance/confidence. On top of that he liked to show off, he liked the atttention, but he was known for that, especially on the basketball court. Bray retrived the ball, got his grip and dribbled for a while, until he heard a the gym doors open.
At first Bray didn't think much off it so he didn't turn around. But before he could realize what was going on, he heard a high pitch squeal and a series of footsteps in his direction. Before he could turn to face the sound he felt a large amount of weight on his back, and suddenly he was carrying someone, the ball he had dropped onto the floor. He grinned when he heard his name from the fimiliar voice, "Kayla, what are you doing?" he asked with a laugh, adjusting so that he could fully carry her on his back. |
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Post by Kayla Shepard on Aug 10, 2007 23:39:27 GMT -5
  A little less talking,
a little more touch.
Kayla's body heat connected with his as soon as she touched his back. She was now guilty of touching Halley's boyfriend but what the heck? It wasn't like the two were going to do anything. From what Kayla heard, he was off with some other slut getting his groove on right now and well, it really didn't interest her when it came to catching a sexual disease. Plus, Bray and her were really close and the two just didn't seem to even get around to flirting. Yeah you can call it a strange relationship because usually Kayla flirts with anybody. Not that there was anything wrong with Brayden, she just didn't feel like flirting with one of her best friend's boyfriends. It didn't go down too well.
Kayla laughed softly when she saw that her weight almost knocked him over. She wasn't really that heavy was she? Oh well. She shrugged to his question before brushing her blonde hair out of her face, "Well, I might be sitting on your back but then again robbing an old lady seems much more obvious." She rolled her eyes and shook her head as she made her sarcastic remark. Bray was like her brother and she really had just came in to rest but jumping on someone didn't seem like resting too much. She patted his shoulder softly before speaking again, "Can you let me down now shug?" She laughed again as she watched his basketall roll across the ground. |
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Post by Brayden Matthews on Aug 11, 2007 0:02:45 GMT -5
Brayden was almost knocked over by the sudden added weight on his back. But Kayla wasn't that heavy, besides most guys usually didn't tell girls anything remotely close to weight and those that did probably regretted it. He and Kayla were good friends, she was like his sister basically, the one girl on campus Bray wouldn't flirt with, on purpose anyway. She was also Halley's close friend, so he was pretty sure she would run and gossip to her on a daily basis, it wa just his assumption of what girls did.
Bray waited for a reply from Kayla while she wrapped herself around his back. He listened to her sarcastic remark and rolled his eyes, still grinning, "Oh okay, I guess that makes perfect sense" he joked, in his own sarcasm. He was usually able to joke with Kayla, in a different way than with other girls, girls who were usually interested in flirting with him. She patted his shoulder, "Of course Miss Shepard" he spoke with sarcasm, lowering himself so that she could touch the floor. He jogged over to his basketball and picked it up off the floor, turning back to her. "Yeah, you need a shower too" he joked with a grin. |
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Post by Kayla Shepard on Aug 11, 2007 0:41:28 GMT -5
  A little less talking,
a little more touch.
Kayla would have freaked if he said that she was even remotely over weight because that is just something that you don't tell a girl. No matter who she is or how fat she is. Ok so certain circumstances call for the truth like when you are so obese that you are about to die or when you are so fat that your stomach bulges out the bottom of every one of your shirts. Kayla knew that she wasn't fat though so she really didn't worry about it. If he was to tell her that then she would just asume that he was joking around as usual. She had heard that Bray was running around on Halley but she really didn't want to believe it. If he really did that then that would make her have to choose between the two which wasn't a walk in the park because she loved them both to death.
Kayla smirked softly after his comment and she was about to say something back but then she felt her feet touch the ground and she hopped off, "Why thank you Mr. Matthews." Kayla looked down at that comment but she didn't frown. She used to call Conner that, back when the two were close friends, really close friends. She frowned at his next comment and lifted her arm before sniffing it, "Rude much. At least I have a reason to stink." She stuck her tongue out at him before stealing the basketball from him. She dribbled the ball around a little before lifting it and shooting it towards the goal. She watched it roll around the rim and smirked before brushing her shoulders off kiddingly, "Now who's balling Mr. Matthews?" |
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Post by Brayden Matthews on Aug 11, 2007 14:56:32 GMT -5
Brayden waited for Kayla to jump off before retrieving his ball that had made it's way half way across the gym. He at the comment, he knew she was probably out jogging or something, he could tell by her clothes and the ipod. Brayden usually wore something simple when going out for a jog, or doing something like playing basketball. He laughed thinking to himself, if Halley had found Kayla jumping on his back she probably wouldn't have thought twice about it, but if it was any other girl she would have definetly thrown a tantrum. He usually flirted with other girls and Halley always warned him about it, Bray knew it didn't mean anything but he couldn't help it.
He turned around and walked near her, "Well, only a real friend would tell you the truth." he smirked. "...and I don't stink. I smell good actually" he lied. An hour in the weight room wouldn't make anyone smell good. Just as he closed in on her, his basketball was snatched out of his grip. Bray watched as Kayla dribbled around the court and shot the ball into the rim. He smirked, Lucky shot he thought, and gripped the ball as it bounced in his direction, "Yeah, I guess you've had a little practice playing with balls." he laughed. "..but I don't think that's any of my business" he added jokingly with a shrug. |
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Post by Kayla Shepard on Aug 12, 2007 0:21:24 GMT -5
  A little less talking,
a little more touch.
Kayla knew how Halley could be when Bray flirted with girls but that was pretty much a natural thing for him. He was the flirtsy type and sometimes Kayla thought that Halley took things a little too out of control. Halley used to call Kayla up all the time and get her to spy on Bray for her but Kayla stopped that stuff after she got bored of it and saw him flirting with so many girls. It wasn't that Bray was a bad guy, he just flirted too much. Kayla was also guilty of flirting alot but she didn't do it quite as much as Bray, who was she to judge him though? Kayla rolled her eyes and repeated his words silently as she mocked him. He could be such an annoying little kid sometimes though he was probably a few months older than her and was no where near a little kid.
Kayla smiled to herself as she heard the ball bouncing. She loved basketball but would never find herself on the team with all of the other sweaty girls. It was soemthing playing by yourself or a friend but on a whole team with the whole school watching? Nah uh. Her eyes opened wide and her mouth dropped when she hear Bray's word. She couldn't help but release a loud laugh before holding her stomach, "Oh but I thought that was your job. You know, when you cheer Conner up." She smirked softly before releasing a soft giggle at her own words and propping her hands on her hips, "That's right. It isn't any of your business." She studied his face softly before shaking her head, "So how are you and Halley?" She already knew the answer but felt like asking anyways. |
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Post by Brayden Matthews on Aug 12, 2007 1:09:57 GMT -5
Brayden retrieve the ball as it bounced under the hoop from Kayla's Lucky Shot. Most of that was just Bray's arrogance talking, anyone who thought they were better than him in basketball or football was to be brought down. He would mock them, taunt them and tease them the whole game until he had accomplished his goal: to win. But of course that wasn't the case with Kayla, or any girl for that matter. It was just for the guys who had any confidence in playing to sport, Brayden would quickly try and take that away. In his mind he was the best, not just in sports but an all around all star.
He nodded and looked back to her, he wouldn't have guess that Kayla would be the basketball type. But again, he assumes the shot could have went either way and Kayla was just another basketball deficient girl. He would play with Halley sometimes and definetly hold back on the remarks and taunting, holding his tongue when ever a sarcastic remark popped into his head, he knew better. Bray postioned himself behind the free throw line and stared towards the hoop, he turned to Kayla when he heard her comeback. His mouth dropped and his eyebrow was arched, "That's disgusting Kayla. That's way over the line" he spoke, still not believing what she had said. He just paused, shaking the image from his head, "You sicken me" he said with a blank face and a frown. He turned back to the hoop, shaking the images that she had planted into his head, "We're fine." he said, flinging the ball into the net. "...just fine. So you can tell all your girlfriends that their still on the waiting list" he joked, gripping the ball as it bouced back to him. |
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Post by wowposter on Nov 3, 2008 20:46:59 GMT -5
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