Post by Drake White on Jul 5, 2007 18:04:34 GMT -5
When everyone else was still taking their lunch break Drake was in the basket ball court, dribbling one of the many basket balls in the room as he ran left and right with it in the court, well aware of his surroundings. He just loved basket ball, one of his favorite sports. He never cared much for football, and baseball was too boring for his liking, he liked this sport better it took more reflexes to avoid getting your ball knocked out of your hand.
When he came to the basket on the right side of the room in the next second a woman with short black hair came out of nowhere almost and stole the ball from him and jumped up into the air and slammed the ball through the hoop, grabbing a hold of it before she dropped down. She was short, at least compared to him. Only about five foot five in his eyes. He didn’t even hear or see her coming.
“Um nice, where you come from?”
The woman smiled sweetly dribbling the ball in her left hand while her brown eyes looked his figure over.
“You play basket ball huh?”
“Yes, you’re pretty sneaky mis, I didn’t even hear you coming, and I been told I have good hearing.”
“I been told I’m a tad bit sneaky.”
Without even looking that way she threw the ball behind her head and it slam down through the hoop and bounce on the floor. The woman turned around and bent over to pick it up as she walked back over to Drake.
“I’m Mari, Mari Black. I just transfer here from my last school.”
She check the ball over to Drake who was still just standing there surprised by the woman sudden appearance.
“Um, Drake, Drake White.”
“Heh, Black and White, go figure. Up for a little game of one on one Mr. White?”
Before Drake could answer Mari took off her blue coat and let it drop through the air and onto the sidelines revealing more of her sleeveless shirt. She was attracted, Drake couldn’t deny that, but he shook the thought off quickly.
“Sure...”
“Well come on then White.”
Drake let out a chuckle as he dash off to the right, not realizing his movements was slightly beyond that of any human, but Mari could see his speed no problem at all as she reacted accordingly and got in his path, slapping the ball once again out of his hands and began to run with it throwing it up and through the basket. Picking up the ball once more and smiling to Drake who was impress, this was the first time someone was able to actually keep up with him.
“I hope you aren’t afraid of getting beat up by a girl,” she teased.
“Girl? You look more like a woman to me babe.”
“Oh, White, are you flirting with me right now?”
“Call it what you want, not much for flirting just being honest.”
“I bet you are.”
She checked the ball to him again and at once he went to the left which would be around her right side and picked up all the speed in his legs and threw the ball up, only to watch Mari jump up, grab the ball and slam it in counting as her point. Hanging from the hoop before dropping down to the court as she smirked picking up the ball once more. Time seemed to vanish between the two as continue on the basket ball game, Drake doing all the moves he owned in past games, only to watch Mari counter each one and throw that ball through the basket.
By the end of the game he didn’t get a single point as he bent over breathing a bit slower.
“Wear you out did I?” Mari asked looking at his face.
“You’re good, did you play for your last school team?”
“Yes I did, I wanted to play with the boys, but they was concern the boys would focus more attention to me than the game.”
Drake let out a laugh as Mari put the basket ball away, going back to Drake and extending her hand out for a handshake.
“Pleasure to meet you Mr. White.”
“Please, just call me Drake Mari.”
“Drake it is then.”
He shook his hand and then noticed the time on his watch.
“Crap!”
“What is it?”
“I’m late, I have to run!”
Drake ran out of the court, as Mari went back to grab her coat and ran out behind him catching up to him easily and laying a hand on his shoulder making him turn around.
“Mind if I walk with you? My class isn’t far from here.”
Drake just nodded and breathe again as he was cover in sweat, and of course the woman passing them by couldn’t keep their eyes off Drake while he sweated. Mari noticing this put her coat back on and wrapped her hands around them, making the women eyes narrow as they stopped looking disgusted.
“Do they get jealous much Drake?”
“Uh, they’re just fangirls, and one fanboy.... You know that’s a good idea to get some trouble from all these women.”
“Heh, I can take care of myself. I know how you feel, it was the same way back at my old school. Only with the men of course. They only wanted one thing, but I unlike a lot of other girls in my school wasn’t looking for that kind of thing.”
Drake raise an eyebrow as she said that, it sounded familiar, oh yes, that was his life almost. Drake just smiled as they continued to walk down the hall of the school together.
“What grade are you in?”
“Is that a sorry attempt to figure out my age boy?”
“No, seriously I’m curious.”
“I’m a senior, and eighteen, just so you know.”
“Sophmore, tad bit younger.”
“That’s okay, I like younger guys— Not too young of course.”
Drake just smiled as the two continued to chat with each other not aware of................
When he came to the basket on the right side of the room in the next second a woman with short black hair came out of nowhere almost and stole the ball from him and jumped up into the air and slammed the ball through the hoop, grabbing a hold of it before she dropped down. She was short, at least compared to him. Only about five foot five in his eyes. He didn’t even hear or see her coming.
“Um nice, where you come from?”
The woman smiled sweetly dribbling the ball in her left hand while her brown eyes looked his figure over.
“You play basket ball huh?”
“Yes, you’re pretty sneaky mis, I didn’t even hear you coming, and I been told I have good hearing.”
“I been told I’m a tad bit sneaky.”
Without even looking that way she threw the ball behind her head and it slam down through the hoop and bounce on the floor. The woman turned around and bent over to pick it up as she walked back over to Drake.
“I’m Mari, Mari Black. I just transfer here from my last school.”
She check the ball over to Drake who was still just standing there surprised by the woman sudden appearance.
“Um, Drake, Drake White.”
“Heh, Black and White, go figure. Up for a little game of one on one Mr. White?”
Before Drake could answer Mari took off her blue coat and let it drop through the air and onto the sidelines revealing more of her sleeveless shirt. She was attracted, Drake couldn’t deny that, but he shook the thought off quickly.
“Sure...”
“Well come on then White.”
Drake let out a chuckle as he dash off to the right, not realizing his movements was slightly beyond that of any human, but Mari could see his speed no problem at all as she reacted accordingly and got in his path, slapping the ball once again out of his hands and began to run with it throwing it up and through the basket. Picking up the ball once more and smiling to Drake who was impress, this was the first time someone was able to actually keep up with him.
“I hope you aren’t afraid of getting beat up by a girl,” she teased.
“Girl? You look more like a woman to me babe.”
“Oh, White, are you flirting with me right now?”
“Call it what you want, not much for flirting just being honest.”
“I bet you are.”
She checked the ball to him again and at once he went to the left which would be around her right side and picked up all the speed in his legs and threw the ball up, only to watch Mari jump up, grab the ball and slam it in counting as her point. Hanging from the hoop before dropping down to the court as she smirked picking up the ball once more. Time seemed to vanish between the two as continue on the basket ball game, Drake doing all the moves he owned in past games, only to watch Mari counter each one and throw that ball through the basket.
By the end of the game he didn’t get a single point as he bent over breathing a bit slower.
“Wear you out did I?” Mari asked looking at his face.
“You’re good, did you play for your last school team?”
“Yes I did, I wanted to play with the boys, but they was concern the boys would focus more attention to me than the game.”
Drake let out a laugh as Mari put the basket ball away, going back to Drake and extending her hand out for a handshake.
“Pleasure to meet you Mr. White.”
“Please, just call me Drake Mari.”
“Drake it is then.”
He shook his hand and then noticed the time on his watch.
“Crap!”
“What is it?”
“I’m late, I have to run!”
Drake ran out of the court, as Mari went back to grab her coat and ran out behind him catching up to him easily and laying a hand on his shoulder making him turn around.
“Mind if I walk with you? My class isn’t far from here.”
Drake just nodded and breathe again as he was cover in sweat, and of course the woman passing them by couldn’t keep their eyes off Drake while he sweated. Mari noticing this put her coat back on and wrapped her hands around them, making the women eyes narrow as they stopped looking disgusted.
“Do they get jealous much Drake?”
“Uh, they’re just fangirls, and one fanboy.... You know that’s a good idea to get some trouble from all these women.”
“Heh, I can take care of myself. I know how you feel, it was the same way back at my old school. Only with the men of course. They only wanted one thing, but I unlike a lot of other girls in my school wasn’t looking for that kind of thing.”
Drake raise an eyebrow as she said that, it sounded familiar, oh yes, that was his life almost. Drake just smiled as they continued to walk down the hall of the school together.
“What grade are you in?”
“Is that a sorry attempt to figure out my age boy?”
“No, seriously I’m curious.”
“I’m a senior, and eighteen, just so you know.”
“Sophmore, tad bit younger.”
“That’s okay, I like younger guys— Not too young of course.”
Drake just smiled as the two continued to chat with each other not aware of................
