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[[Haha, it's fine. I've been reading a book. ^_^]]

Ryker held his gaze for the whole time until she looked away. He shifted his eyes down to the ground, his smile fading away. He knew he must've made her uncomfortable or something by the way he watched her for so long without looking away. But he had always been good had holding eye contact with people and he always did it, wheather he knew it or not. But when she spoke again, he looked back up at her, his soft smile gone now, feelings and thoughts of his overly strong gaze still lingering within him.

"I dunno." He shrugged, bright eyes looking at hers again. "I could, I guess, but I don't think I'm good enough to last on a team at that level," he admitted. Ryker was almost aways an over-confident person, but then, he had time like this when he doubted his skills. It was a horrible thing to do, beacuse usually when people did, it was so people would tell them otherwise. For someone to say that they were incredible and wonderful, to boost themselves up. And maybe Ryker was doing that, but it was unintentionally.

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Ollie studied him carefully at his answer. Her aqua eyes carefully regarding the guy that sat only a few feet away from herself. There were plausible reasons that entered her mind as to why he had said those things. The first to boost his own ego, though Ollie didn't regard him as the kind of guy who would do something like that. Secondly because he truly did feel that way, and yet the times Ollie had attended the guy's games he had done exceptionally well inside of the goal box. Deciding to take either view in to account she pondered it momentarily.

"You were pretty incredible in the box the times that I've watched the guys soccer games, and you played," she said deciding to linger with both thoughts still on her mind

Ollie meant what she had just said too. Her personality wasn't one to simply make something up to benefit someone else. That was her brother's style, not hers. Unconsciencously she stretched her calves out once again, more out of habit then any worry that they would cramp up.

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His soft eyes watched her as she started to speak again. A grin slowly crept onto his face as she finished up, her words making him rethink what he had said. Maybe he was as good as she told him, but then, being a regular human, he doubted himself again. Most people did that, so he couldn't feel too guilty about it.

"Thanks," he said, his eyes finally flickering away from hers and down at the ground. But they were soon up again to meet hers. "And of course you want to play in college, right?" he asked, changing the subject away from him so they wouldn't just talk about how good or bad he was at the sport. Ryker did like the limelight, he'd definitely admit that, but not when it was a conversation between him and another person. It was only in large crowds he liked to be the center of attention.

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"I'd like to, yeah," she said with the lightest of grins

While she adored the game and all its perks she felt as though playing in college would just make her another athlete. At least as far as high school level was concerned she was pretty good, she'd admit that much to herself. Though in the higher levels she didn't feel as if she could be on top within four years, and that outright scared her.

Though she didn't currently have any say in the matter. Her father already had his mind set that she'd play college ball along with her brother. Though Ollie though she would die if she went to the same college as her brother. They were just so different that it was hard for them to connect on to much of a deeper level then the normal friendly conversations on how they were doing that morning.

He wanted to go somewhere like Columbia or Yale, an academic school and mildly good at sports. Whereas his baby sister wanted to go to North Carolina to be a Tar Heel. That'd always been an aspiration she'd had, and yet it, like college itself, seemed within her grasp if she'd push just a little harder, or be just a little bit better. Bringing her thoughts back to the conversation at hand she kept his gaze, this time hers was steady and unyielding to his own.

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Nodding his head lightly, Ryker listened to her few words. He had expected that of her, for she acted so passionatly about the sport. And he was glad that she said she was going to, because with the attitude she had about soccer meant that she should go. He too, had passion, but he wasn't so sure it could ever match up to hers.

Holding his gaze upon her, his smile grew wider after a moment passed. His mind was off of the subject of soccer now. Now he was more set on the fact that she was holding his gaze for once. For only a few minutes ago she couldn't. Maybe it was because the topic was about something she felt strongly about. In which maybe she didn't like the other topic as much. But whatever the case, he had to aknowledge the strength of her gaze that had suddenly dawned.

"You're holding you gaze for the first time in a while," he stated, his voice somewhat teasing in a way. But it wasn't so teasing that it would embarass her, or he hoped. Ryker's grin widened a little more, holding back the small laugh that was building inside, just for the rediculous change of subject.

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OOC:Ok this looks like fun.Hmm but i must say i have scanned over the pages(not reading them all) but i kinda want just a tiny update on whats going on so i know what to do when i start thanks.. ok now for my info...

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Stats:

Rhiley Black

Age: [16]

Gender: [Female]

Grade: [11th]

Personality: [Funny,Preppy,Outgoing.Shes a cheerleader,dance,and soccer player.She has the only child additude sometimes because she is one.Her parents are divorced and she lives with her Dad.Shes totally a blonde person but shes easy to get along with.She cares about her grades but she would rather be talking to her friends.]

Language: [French]

Extra Activities: [Cheerleading.Soccer.Dance]

Description: [blonde.Natuarly Curly hair.Around 5'5 ish.Photo:

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Other: [single atm.]

[so since it saids on your board(or first page) Am I joining as a New Student.also do we have a ton of drama on here yet??Wonders plz catch me up [smile]

[ 02-09-2007, 05:50 AM: Message edited by: Bay_Gelding_Horse_Lover01 ]

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Ollie took in his words and tone and figured he was joking. Though she knew, he knew that she could take it as an insult. Debating on if she should pretend to be insulted by his words or not she let a light smile come on to her features. It lighted her already bright eyes just a touch more giving them an almost gleam of silver through them.

"You realize that I could take that as an insult, right?" she asked curiously a small smile upon her face.

Though she had already answered him she thought of the question. She didn't mean to not hold people's gaze it was merely something she did unconscienceously. The more she analyzed the comment the more the upward curve of her lips headed down to a small straight line. Stop thinking about every little thing, she chided herself readily. Bringing the corners of her lips back upwards in to the same small smile, she thought of what had made the question come in to play.

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Ryker watched her, his eyes looking over her expression. He didn't exactly know what to make of it right away, really waiting for her to speak than taking the time to read her expression. And when she spoke, he narrowed his eyes at her, his smile faded. He was just joking, he wasn't mad at her for saying so, but he liked to play along, knowing she was most likely joking too.

"It wasn't meant as an insult, Ollie," he said, his voice a little sharp, but in a teasing way. After a moment of trying to hold his face, it cracked into a smile and he gave a laugh.

Looking back at her, the light grin on his face. Ryker's eyes were lit up, shining with the brightness of his smile. It was in a friendly way, showing that he was humored by what they were saying. Even if she had been serious, he was turning it back into a joke because that's what he was good at.

[[Totally jumbled and icky. Sorry. x_X]]

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When Ryker narrowed his eyes at her she almost felt like telling him she was just kidding around. Listening to his words at first she was baffled. She could joke around if he could, couldn't she? Or was that another 'guy only' kind of thing. As he laughed she let a renewed smile enter her facial expressions and it lingered as a small giggle(oh I do love that word ^^) escaped from her breath.

Ollie brought a hand to her mouth to smother a yawn that was brought about by a mixture of things. She hadn't had her normal amount of caffeine(sp?) and she got less sleep than normal. It wasn't her fault that there was a game on last night. By a game she of course meant a soccer game. An international game between Spain and England, and had been rather exciting to watch. The guys always were better to actually watch play, a lot more 'fouling' was done then.

The grass was still inviting to her bare arms and legs and until it became itching she planned on staying exactly where she was. She wasn't in the mood to return to the school building and once she got bored she would simply await for actual soccer practice to begin.

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Shining eyes looking at her, he watched her as she yawned. He actually wasn't tired today. Or at least, not now. He had slept well, somehow, and was able to keep all of his engery up, even with the small amount of food he had eaten today. His smile slowly faded away, but not because he was amused anymore. It was just because.... Just because.

Trailing his gaze away from hers, he looked out at the trees, letting out a sigh. Taking his hands out from behind him, he lay back slowly. Folding his hands under his head, he layed flat on the ground. His blue eyes gazed up at the almost cloudless sky. His eyes almost matched the color, bright and light. Ryker let out a deep breath again, not really thinking over anything.

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Suddenly remembering something Ollie sprung lightly to her feet. She ignored the dizzyness as the feeling of blood rushing to her head came over her from her sudden change in position. Walking to where she had chucked her waterbottle she unzipped a side compartment to the navy and white container which held the water bottle. Ollie had taken it from one of the previous soccer games, but figured the coaches wouldn't mind, of course they still didn't know. Pulling out half of a protein bar she brushed off a few dust particles that had decided to reside upon the fake chocolate coated nutritious bar.

Ollie tried to think of how old the thing actually was. She had no idea how she suddenly remembered it, it was as though she had had an epiphany...about a protein bar. Debating if it was worth the risk of actually eating or not she decided it wasn't and stuck it back in to the container. She merely figured she would remove it upon returning home. Walking back over she laid down in the exact position in which she had left. Keeping her aquatic eyes towards the treeline she watched one squirrel chase another as they argued over an acorn.

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Hearing Ollie move and get up, Ryker flickered his eyes in her direction, only seeing her figure dissapear off in a direction he could see. Knowing she wouldn't just leave, he stayed where he was, watching the clouds aimlessly. He could be doing other things, like talking to people he hadn't seen since last school year or eating lunch. But he wasn't up to that at the moment, it would take too much engery, even though he had the energy to do so. Watching clouds change and move around wasn't a whole lot of fun, but passed any time.

When she came back, his bright eyes flickered over to her again, but only for a brief moment. He had no conversation in mind this time, during this moment of silence. So he'd let her come up with anything, if she wanted to talk, of course. Otherwise he'd just watch the clouds, pondering what they looked like, even though he had never been good at that.

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Ollie allowed her heavy, thick lashes to close in a long blink. She didn't want to open her eyes and that was when she realized that she no longer simply wanted caffine she needed the addictive substance. Unfortuneately that was exactly what she was to the stuff, addicted. Going for more then about five hours, besides sleep, was almost unheard of for her. Cursing inside of her own mind as she didn't have her own car so it'd be impossible to get to the Starbucks that was a good fifteen minutes the opposite way from her house, so at least a half hour just to get there. Remembering that Ryker lived in the area she turned to him her eyes flooding open.

"Do you know of any good coffee shops, or places that sell coffee, or anything that has a lot of caffine in it, around here?" she asked her spontaneous question having valid reasoning behind it

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Hearing her question, Ryker shifted his eyes in her direction, but didn't exactly look over at her. He thought over any coffee shops around, but nothing struck his mind right away. He took a moment to think it all over.

"Hm, not really. They're all in town, which isn't too horribly far...." he said, musing over the thought. Town was a mile or two away, and if she wanted to take the time to go there, she could, but it would take a while if she walked. Then, of course, she could run if she wanted also.

"And if you're dying for an engery drink or something, my house is only a minute or two away," he added, just letting her know there was more than one option.

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As he mentioned the distance to the town a frown found it's way across her face. That would take to long and by the time she returned the drink would be gone and she would need another one. After hearing his second suggestion an almost apologetic expression ran through her eyes.

"Would you mind if we went to your house?" she asked curiously

Sometimes her addiction to caffine disappointed her. If she could just wean herself from concerts and watching TV late in to the night, or talking on the phone she just wouldn't need as much. Though as long as she kept up with those things then, well addiction city was where she was going to stay.

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A small smirk appeared on his face when she questioned. He knew how people could be adicted to caffine because he was somewhat addicted himself. So he had some engery drinks stored up in the fridge at his house and he wouldn't mind at all to let Ollie come and have one.

"Not at all," he said, his voice light. Ryker sat up as he spoke, turning his head a little to look over at her with his smile.

"And we should probably get going before lunch is over because after that we'll get in trouble for leaving campus," he added, grinnigna little more. Pushing himself off the ground, stood up, eyes glancing down at her and then up at the res of the school grounds. He brushed the back of his jeans off with his hands, just out of habit.

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Ollie sprung to her feet with a certain lightness to her. Retrieving her possessions, soccer ball, water bottle, and of course her IPod she tucked her IPod in to the pocket of her mesh shorts. Dropping the soccer ball back down on to the ground in front of her feet she kicked it a short ways a way from her and when she'd get to the ball once again she'd kick it farther. It was a nasty habit she had and the coach screamed his lungs out at her everytime she did it, thinking she would get in to the habit of actually doing that. Glancing over at Ryker she smiled sheepishly, kind of feeling bad about making him walk her to his house merely for a shot of caffeine.

As she walked a couple steps she realized she really didn't know where the heck she was going and stopped. Glancing back towards the figure of her savior for the day she awaited for him to guide her in the correct direction.

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Bending down, he grabbed his own iPod off of the grass. Wrapping the headphones around it, he stuffed it in his back pocket. Looking up, he noticed she had already bounded off, soccer ball at her feet, of course. Catching her look, he just grinned and started after her, just a few strides off. She was heading in the right direction, which was good, for he didn't have to direct her off in another way.

Soon coming up beside her as she paused, he gave a laugh, understanding why she didn't procceed forward. Stepping past her, he flipped some of his hair out of his eyes as they started down the path that led to the front of the school.

And in a minute, they were in the front parking lot, heading across it to the sidewalk that led out to his neighborhood. His house was three blocks past that, which wasn't far at all. He glanced behind himself once or twice, to make sure she was still there, the grin still placed on his lips.

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Ollie placidly followed him grinning sheepishly when he laughed at her. Though she knew it wasn't exactly making fun of her. Occasionally she'd kick the ball in the wrong direction, merely because she wasn't used to the ground, and would have to go get it. Otherwise she trailed behind him like a stalker may. As those thoughts entered her mind she shivered. The thought of a stalker always creeped her out. It was even worse since When A Stranger Calls.

Deciding that it wasn't worth the risk of ruining her soccer ball she picked it up off of the cement and placed it on the roof of her brother's car as the passed it quickly in the parking lot. Her cleats made an odd creaking noise against the asphalt and she was glad to be on to the sidewalk. Following him was easy, he made it simple of course. Though it normally wasn't that hard to follow people. Humming quietly to herself as she followed him, her energy was anewed at the thought of caffeine.

Ignoring the cars that whizzed by on the side of her she simply followed Ryker along the short ways to his house. Concern for actually getting hit by one of the cars was the least of her worry. At least they were on a sidewalk.

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Following the sidewalk as it first went past one street of houses, then another, he flickered his eyes around, looking at the houses they passed. It was all familiar to him, but nothing he ignored when he walked by it everyday. It only took another minute to reach his street. Turning, Ryker could here Ollie's cleats on the sidewalk, being that they always made a different sound than regular shoes did.

Reaching his house in another moment, he walked down the sidewalk in front of it, his eyes, looking over at his house though. It was a simple, two story house. It was a green/biege color, light, but dull at the same time. He didn't exactly love it, but he had grown used to it. Turning up the driveway, he turned right again, up the short path that led to the front door. No one was home at the moment, so he wouldn't have to worry about his mother being there to bring up any unwanted conversations.

When they reached the simple white front door, he bent down and reached his hand around the side of a flower pot, lifting it with one hand and grabbing the key from beneath it. Turning to Ollie, he grinned at her.

"Pretend you didn't see that," he said with a wink. He wasn't supposed to show other people where the spare key sat out front, but he guessed he could trust her not to break in.

Placing the key into the key hole, he turned it with a quick motion and pushed the door open by turning the handle. Ryker stepped inside and pulled the key out, stepping out of the way so Ollie could come in.

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Taking in his house she enjoyed the differences between his house and hers. His was more homey looking then her own stark brick house. The neighborhood that surrounded his was different as well. Stop comparing, she chided her self. Who was she to judge anyone? Though in actuality she hadn't judged him merely contemplated the differences. In all honesty simply from the outside she already liked his house more than her own.

"I don't know, I may have to break in to steal your energy drinks," she said with a playful grin at his comment

Walking up the short path she stepped in to his house moving over to allow him room to get in to the house. She hadn't the faintest idea where anything was though found it quiet, too quiet for anyone else to be there though she ignored that tidbit. After all they were only to get an energy drink. Just the thought of it made Ollie's muscles crank out more energy.

ooc Icky post. Sorry =[

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OOC:Hey,could some one update me quickly on where to join in on?Like are we still at school?Is it the week or weekend are we doing our after school stuff like sports? Im lost..

Thanks i really want to start RP with ya all..

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Ryker gave a small laugh at her words and then stuffed the key into his front pocket. He shut the door behind her and then turned away. Heading off to the left, he only had to walk a little ways before he reached the kitchen. It was large and open, with an island counter top in the middle and counter all the way around the walls of upper cupboards. It was all a black granite, a nice countertop. He glanced around once, pictures, little nic-nacks and such all around the place they had brought back from Africa. One wall where the phone sat, there were lots of framed pictures of him and his parents in African villages, when he was twelve or thirteen. He was so used to seeing the pictures, his eyes skipped over them and to the fridge.

Walking over to it, he placed a hand on the handle and pulled the large door open. It was bright and cool inside, but nothing that blinded him, of course. Equally bright eyes searched over the content. There were lots of foods, but soon his eyes landed on the engery drinks that sat in the corner. Grabbing one of each brand, he placed them on the counter that sat behind him. One was a Rockstar, the other a Blak, and the third a Red Bull.

"What do you want?" he asked, eyes looking at the line of drinks and then up at Ollie.

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Ollie took her time getting in to the kitchen. She studied the pictures and they drew a smile to her face. They were so different from other pictures that hung in people's houses. Tuning back in to what he had to say just in time to hear his question, she paused slightly. Her first reaction was to say one of each but of course that would make her look like a complete addict. Which was fine in the privacy of her own home but in front of people she normally limited herself.

"A Red Bull," she said tearing her gaze from one of the pictures towards the fridge and Ryker.

Walking towards the island she ran her completely bitten down fingernails across the surface. The only time she was in her kitchen at home was to grab drinks, coffee, energy drinks, and water. Though her brother spent a lot of time in there. At her house the kitchen was completely spotless and you could tell if you put the paper towel roll on the reel backwards. Which drove her messy self insane. So she simply chose to stay away from the room for all possible reasons. His on the other hand felt like it actually had character. The pictures simply added to the already zesty room.

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[[uhhh.... Everyone's at school, or most people. It's school and lunch time. Yeah. =/ Hope that's enough info for you. xD Lol.]]

Ryker watched her look away from the pictures, knowing it was only normal for someone who hadn't been here before to look at them. They were a lot different than pictures people had. But of course, to him, now, it didn't seem different at all because he had spent his first years of life in Africa.

When she replied, he nodded and then grabbed the other two to put back into the frigde. The door was still hanging open, so he quickly placed them back inside and shut it, keeping it cool. Turning back to her, he smiled at her and then let his eyes wander around once.

"You want to take another one with you? For later? I know I always do," he asked. He knew that when someone liked caffiene so much, they'd want more than one. So he was generous and nice enough to ask if she wanted more, for he didn't really mind at all.

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After accepting the cool energy drink from Ryker Ollie popped the tab inwards and brought it to her lips. The liquid immediately bringing her mind from it's fogginess. A little caffeine went a long way for Ollie and yet she ignored that factor and normally drank three to four times as much as people who were put on caffeine to help with a disease they were fighting. She of course ignored that comment that her mother had so dryly informed her of and did what she felt was necessary to improve her own performance. Taking another swish of the cooling liquid she glanced up at him at his question. Her focus previously being upon the counter tops.

"No, thanks though. I really need to stop drinking as much as I do," she said with a sheepish smile.

By drinking she didn't mean alcoholic substances but rather the caffeine that so freely ran through her powerful lungs.

"Thanks for this one though."

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Hearing her response, he gave a small laugh. "Okay, you're welcome."

Smiling just as brightly as his eyes shone, Ryker watched her for a moment as she drank. Then he pulled his eyes away from her and glanced around the kitchen. It was all too familiar to him, so there wasn't much to look at. Sighing, he glanced behind himself, making sure there was nothing sitting on the counter behind him. He grabbed his iPod out of his back pocket and set it on the counter off to his left. Then, he pushed off the ground with his feet and grabbed the granite counter edge with his hands. His bottom landed on the counter and he scooted himself back so the edge was at the bend at his knee. He wasn't supposed to sit on the counters, but his parents weren't home, so he did.

They always said it was a horrible habbit to pick up, but he coudn't help it. He wasn't one to stand around, but more of one to sit and do as he pleased. Bringing his blue eyes back up, he looked at Ollie again, watching her. His smile had faded now, but it still loomed in his presence rather than literally being there.

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Ollie smiled a pleasant half smile at his welcome. At her house they were no where near as well mannered, a different kind of words were spilt in the kitchen. Watching him sit on top of the counter her brillant eyes smiled inside of themselves. If she ever sat on top of the counter her mother would more than likely have a hissy fit to the insanely high degree. Taking another slow, deep sip from the mixture of caffeine and sugars she refused to drink it in her normal two minutes. Instead she would savor the taste on her tongue and let it burn an already well-worn taste in the back of her throat.

Shuffling her cleat clad feet she realized, almost as though she hadn't noticed before, that she was still in her soccer clothing. Oops, I'll just be a few minutes late to Kuiper's class, she thought without much hesitation, referring to her study hall. Holding the drink in her left hand she brushed the longer strands of her brown hair behind her ears and shuffled the folders of her mind for a subject to talk about. Of course soccer was automatically the first thing that came to mind. This made her chide her internal self for being so caught up in a sport.

"Are you going for the lead again in the play this year?" she asked him re-focusing her eyes from the nail beds they had been studying to meet with his own incredibly blue ones

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