forum College RP (CLOSED)

Started January 27, 2019 by Deleted user

tune

Bridget tugged on the hem of her blazer absently. Her eyes scanned for the professor – she wanted to talk to him about the assignment for next week.
(Also, I know the picture had her hair down, but she wears it in a tight bun most of the time, btw)

Reese was headed to the astroturf field for practice. Coach Kreiser had commented on her drag flick, and she decided it was time to practice a little bit.

August shoved his papers into his backpack and slung it over his shoulder, preparing to leave the room. The professor finished up her lecture, and August rushed out of the room. He had no where particular to be this hour, but he was excited to go out and about.

Reese twirled her hockey stick in her fingers and stepped with a little more enthusiasm as she reached the field.

Max quickly stood up and rushed out of the classroom as his professor dismissed class. He had been given a lot of homework and he wanted to get it over with quickly.

A sat on the grass along the side of the field, examining it curiously. She was considering learning how to play field hockey, because she still hadn't found an rink that she could play at.

Reese noticed someone sitting in the grass as she got closer to the field. She didn't recognize her from the team, but then again, she was still relatively new and didn't know all the girls yet. "Hello!" she called enthusiastically.

She looked up at the approaching girl and grinned. "Well hey there, gorgeous."

Reese beamed. "I'm Reese," she introduced, gripping her stick loosely.

"Call me A." She stood, holding out her hand. "You play here?"

Reese shook her hand. "Yep. Every day." Her eyes scanned the field admiringly. "Never gets old."

A. laughed. "I know the feeling. D'ya know anyone who'd be willin' t' teach me how to play?"

Reese's eyes widened. "I would!" she exclaimed happily.

Her grin somehow got brighter. "Nice! I can pay for lessons, if you need."

Reese wrinkled her nose and shook her head. "No, you don't need to do that…"

"How 'bout I take ya out to dinner then?" She winked, a flirty smile on her lips.

The innocent girl blushed. "Um… sure!"

"Lookin' forward to it." She pulled a pen and piece of paper from one of the many pockets on her varsity jacket and wrote down her phone number in the most legible writing she could. "You into any other sports?"

"I do track," Reese admitted. "But my heart is here." She motioned toward the field.

"How similar is it to ice-hockey?"

"Uh, it's a lot bigger. There's more positions, and you can only use one side of the stick." Reese rubbed the flat side of her stick to demonstrate.

"I might be able to work with that." A. laughed, shrugging out of her jacket. "Two more questions, for now. What's the best position for someone who played center?"

August nearly ran through the hallways, and he made a sharp turn around a corner. Right into another person, (I was thinking Max?)

"Center what?" Reese asked curiously.

(Could be Bridget too.)

"Y'know, the hockey position?"

Reese looked blank. "There's a center forward, a center mid, and a center D," she mumbled shyly.

She hummed, fingers tapping on her chin as she thought. "Forward sounds fun."

"I'm a forward," Reese replied with a smile.