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Post by Myranda on Jun 29, 2010 11:59:25 GMT -6
Bragie dropped the football, ready to catch the frisbee, but it didn't necessarily come far enough. He laughed, "Ha, that's okay, I'll get it." He jogged over and got the frisbee off the ground, and threw it back to Jared. He decided that just throwing it back and forth is boring, without conversation.
"So! Do you like your dorm room?" He asked, stretching his arms and chest out (something he usually does, but didn't get to do this morning.) "I hear they're going to assign dorm partners if more students show up." He added, doing a light jog in place. Bragie was quite the excersise freak. It was the reason he was so... well, buff.
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Post by Dani on Jun 29, 2010 12:05:57 GMT -6
Jared frowned slightly and then tried to catch the frisbee, but all he did was his his fingers on the edge of the disk, so it just flopped down onto the ground. He looked down at the disk and shook out his hand as he bent down and picked the frisbee up. Once he was up again, he tossed the frisbee back, thankfully, he threw it strong enough, but it went off at an angle.
Jared shrugged, "It's an okay room," he replied. Then he rubbed his tattooed arm, which was something he tended to do when he was nervous, although he had no idea why he would be nervous right now. "I just hope if I get a roommate I can get along with them," he added. Then again, Jared would be the one to throw their mattress out the window and lock them out of the dorm.
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Post by Myranda on Jun 29, 2010 20:50:02 GMT -6
Bragie dove for the frisbee, catching it with one hand. It was so satusfying to him- he was smiling like a dog. He loved having to work for things; simply tossing a frisbee back and forth is hardly any fun at all. He let out a, "Woo-hoo!" after catching it, and even did a little dance before throwing it back.
"Yeah!" He said energetically. "That's what I think, too. They're a'ight." He imagined his room back home compared to the dorms at Rosewood. His room was smaller, and covered head to toe in his awards and such. This room was cleaner and more spacious, plus it smelled like the beach. Bragie actually liked it a lot.
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Post by Dani on Jun 29, 2010 20:58:40 GMT -6
Jared grinned when he saw how excited Bragie got about how he caught the frisbee. When it was thrown back to him, he had to jump slightly, but this time he actually managed to catch it. At this, the boy grinned like he had just done the most amazing thing in the world, when all he had done was catch the frisbee. Although he hadn't managed to catch it once since they had gotten out here, so he was proud of it. Then he tossed the frisbee back, getting more use to it, so he managed to throw it straight.
"Do you think you'll end up with anyone?" he asked. He wasn't entirely sure if he would have to eventually get a roommate, or if he would have to move. If he had to move or someone moved in, the boy would be fine either way, he hadn't brought that much from home, since there wasn't that much for him to bring in the first place.
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Post by Myranda on Jun 29, 2010 21:08:05 GMT -6
Bragie jumped up amd caught the frisbee, then tossed it back. He shrugged as he stretched and flexed his proud arm muscles, a habit he had of doing in energetic times. He looked up at Jared, and wondered if maybe they's end up in the same dorm. That would be... Kinda cool.
"Yeah, maybe. I dunno!" Bragie said, picking the football up and squeezing it between his palms. He dropped it and kicked it, far over Jared's head. "Ugh," Bragie made a face. Maybe he shouldn't have done that. "Let's go get that football." He said, walking towards Jared.
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Post by Dani on Jun 29, 2010 21:13:52 GMT -6
Jared had also thought a bit about what it would be like if he ended up in the same dorm as Bragie. Although no matter what he was thinking, the thoughts kept getting pushed away because he actually had to focus on catching the frisbee each time it was thrown to him. His victory of actually catching the frisbee was short lived because he soon dropped it again. He quickly bent down and picked it up off the ground.
At the sudden sound of the football being kicked, the teenager flinched, but then noticed the ball had gone straight over his head. Since Bragie had started to walk towards him, he kept the frisbee in his hand. He nodded and then walked with Bragie once he had reached him. "Yeah, let's go get it so you can kick it in my face," he said sarcastically, then again, he just knew sports just weren't his thing, he was more of the musical type.
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Post by Myranda on Jun 29, 2010 22:25:15 GMT -6
Bragie chuckled and put his arm around Jared's shoulder for a moment. "I wouldn't let the football hit you in the face," he said, still smiling. "I'd simply kick it, then run over here and catch it again before it hit you." He shrugged with his trademark smile and removed his arm from around the other boy's shoulders.
He had to double check himself. Was that weird? Maybe he shouldn't do that anymore. He gave a somewhat nervous laugh and scratched the back of his head. Jared was a cool guy, but would this friendship end up like his last close friendship did? Maybe he was overthinking it. He and Jared weren't even that close! Yet.
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Post by Dani on Jun 29, 2010 22:33:47 GMT -6
Jared laughed a bit at Bragie's statement, "I'd love to see you do that," he teased. "Are you like secretly Superman or something?" he joked. Once he reached the football he picked it up. "I have no idea how you're suppose to even throw this," he stated as he turned the awkwardly shaped ball in his hand to examine it.
Now that he wasn't trying to avoid getting hit in the face by the frisbee, his thoughts managed to trail around a bit. At the feeling of Bragie's arm around his shoulders he had gotten butterflies in his stomach. Now he tried to push those feelings and thoughts away as he just stared down at the football in his hand.
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Post by Myranda on Jun 29, 2010 22:53:19 GMT -6
Bragie may or may not have, but definitely did blush at that comment. "No, just.. Super speedy." He said, with a slight smile. He kind of felt a connection between him and Jared, but he also felt like befriending him was the wrong thing to do. But he couldn't stop himself; he enjoyed Jared's company too much. If being as far away from Jared as possible was the right thing to do, well then for once Bragie was going to do the wrong thing.
Listening to the little devil on his shoulder was easier, and way more fun. Bragie decided this right as he said, "I can teach you how to throw it!" In hopes that Jared wouldn't protest he stood behind him and grabbed the football. "See what I'm doing?" He asked, modeling how to hold the ball with perfection. "You just line your fingers up with the white lines."
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Post by Dani on Jun 29, 2010 22:59:40 GMT -6
Jared smiled, for one thing or another, either because Bragie was behind him, or he was just enjoying actually being out somewhere instead of laying around his dorm. Then he nodded, "Yeah, I see," he confirmed, although he got the feeling he wouldn't be able to hold the ball correctly.
Since the boy was left handed, he reached over with his left hand and took the football. It took him a few seconds, but he soon got his hand around the ball in the way that Bragie had showed him. "Like this?" he asked, and then held up the football to show the other boy how he was holding it.
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Post by Myranda on Jun 30, 2010 0:58:21 GMT -6
Bragie pressed his lips together and eyed Jared's hand-placement, only to shake his head. "No, it's more like this." He said, reaching over and putting his hand over Jared's, maneuvering his fingers so they were in correct placement. Bragie could throw a baseball with both his left and right hand, but footballs were a little more difficult to do with his left hand. He managed, however, to teach Jared proper finger placement on the football.
He continued to the next part of the lesson; throwing the ball. "You just reach it back like this," he pulled the boy's hand back, "and turn your body like this." At this point Bragie actually put his other hand on Jared's side and helped him turn properly. "Then, you just kind of, slingshot the ball forward." He motioned it, taking his hands off of Jared to show the kid the sling-shot move.
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Post by Dani on Jun 30, 2010 9:18:35 GMT -6
Jared nodded and smiled, then decided to go ahead and try what Bragie had showed him. "So, it's like this?" he asked and then went through the motions of it, but didn't throw the football, since he decided not to embarrass himself if he did it wrong and the ball just did a nosedive. He looked back at Bragie and then to the football, which felt awkward in hand, since the boy's bony hand didn't entirely reach around that well.
Every time the taller boy touched him it only intensified the whole butterflies in his stomach feeling. He felt like he was just going to turn and puke, but at the same time he loved this feeling and wanted to be here right now.
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Post by Myranda on Jul 5, 2010 17:56:07 GMT -6
Bragie eyed his placement once again, and nodded this time. "Yeah, that's perfect," he said. Bragie felt tension between he and Jared, but felt as though the tension was only coming from one side. It was Bragie's own actions that made him uncomfortable. Why was it that he had just touched Jared the way he did? He knew that if he had done that to any other guy, he would have gotten punched straight in the nose. But Jared didn't aeem to mind, which freaked Bragie out even more.
He took a few steps back from Jared. "Now," he paused to swallow uncomfortably, "just throw it." He looked straight ahead, with his hands in his pockets and his neck stiff as he waited for Jared to throw the ball. This would be the last time Bragie would allow himself to be closeto Jared; he refused to let something that could ruin his future happen. And yes, Bragie knew exactly what was going on between them, which is why he decided to not let things progress any further.
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Post by Dani on Jul 5, 2010 22:58:29 GMT -6
Jared looked back over at Bragie when he stepped away. The smile flattened out slightly but he tried to cover that by turning his head straight again. He pulled his arm back and turned the way Bragie had showed him, then he threw the football. When the ball actually flew correctly, the boy grinned, happy that it had even worked.
Yet, in the back of his mind he still remembered that Bragie had stepped away. He wasn't sure how he felt when the other boy had grabbed him or even stayed close. For the most part he had let the idea blur and thought that maybe he could get together with Bragie. Apparently, Jared just misunderstood.
Thankfully, he got his thoughts to focus on the fact that he had just thrown a football. So, he looked back over at Bragie and smiled, which actually looked awkward because Jared's teeth weren't the best, they were white, but one front took was chipped from a punch to the mouth.
"I can't believe I just did that," he stated, trying to get rid of the awkward feeling that had come between the two. For the most part, he decided to just brush aside how close Bragie had been. So, he started to walk off to where the ball had landed, which it hadn't gone far due to the boy's lack of muscle. As he walked he started to click his tongue piercing against his teeth randomly.
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Post by Myranda on Jul 6, 2010 11:14:20 GMT -6
Bragie pressed his lips together and nodded, eyebrows furrowed. "Yeah," he said, "Good job." Although, his stomach turned uncomfortably, he was happy for Jared's ability to throw the football. It actually did go pretty far; it was thrown very well. He was just a little iffy on whether or not he'd ever want to teach him something again, though.
He stayed back as Jared went to fetch the football. He watch him walk away, and a thought occured to him. He didn't even know if Jared was gay. All he knew, was what happened back in the seventh grade, his own embarrassing feelings. He knew that if he stayed close to Jared, he might develope a crush. And then what? He'd have to beg God that Jared was straight, so he'd have an excuse to not try anything.
But what if he was? What if Jared felt the same way? Then, well. Bragie would be screwed. He wouldn't be able to help him self; if he developed a crush, that is. And then, something would happen between them, and the entire world would find out that Wren Bragon Jennington was a homosexual. He could not let this happen.
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