forum College RP (CLOSED)

Started January 27, 2019 by Deleted user

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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.

(Sure)

Max wasn't really paying attention to anything around him until he felt someone bump into him, making his glasses to fall off his face and making him fall to the ground. "Sorry," He quickly muttered before looking at the person he had bumped into, but everything was blurry. He realized his glasses weren't on his face and he looked around on the floor for them.

"Think I could stick around and watch you practice today?"She smiled at Reese. "I'd like to watch a pro to sorta get a feel for it."

(Sure)

Max wasn't really paying attention to anything around him until he felt someone bump into him, making his glasses to fall off his face and making him fall to the ground. "Sorry," He quickly muttered before looking at the person he had bumped into, but everything was blurry. He realized his glasses weren't on his face and he looked around on the floor for them.

“Oof, no, you don’t have to be sorry, I should be. Running through the halls probably isn’t the best method for getting to places,” August apologized quickly, then realized he had knocked the persons glasses off.
“Here, let me get those for you.” He reached down and carefully took the glasses from the floor and handed them back to the stranger.

"Oh-um-thank you…" Max muttered, taking his glasses and putting them on. He then stood up and glanced at the man, a small blush of embarrassment apparent on his face. "Also, it's fine. It's kind of my fault too, I wasn't really paying attention to what was happening around me."

“No way man, it’s all on me,” August smiled and stuck out his hand a bit awkwardly. “My name’s August, August Bailey. Nice to meet you, no matter what the circumstances happened to be.” His face started to itch a bit, a side affect of being nervous.

Max chuckled and shook the other's hand. "I'm Maximus Kallos, but you can call me Max." He had a small smile on his face. "And here, what if we split it. Then it's both of our fault?"

“Fine, fine, we can call it 50/50. Cool name, by the way,” August said as he withdrew his hand and ran it through his hair.

"Oh, thanks, and same to you," Max replied as he fiddled with his fingers, something he did when he was nervous.

Blaze left his electronic music class with his bag in hand. He just finished up his project that was given to him just a few days ago. Since he loved music so much he wanted to get started on it as much possible. He didn't have his next class until a few hours later so he decided to walk around the quad on campus with the benches nearby. He took his sponge out from his bag and started brushing his hair and making sure it was even on all sides as he walked out the building. He found a spot on a bench and took his laptop to start working on his next piece. He put his headphones on and silently nodded to the music while working.

(I keep thinking that my character is taller than yours, be he’s in fact an inch shorter)
August nodded.
“Hey, sorry again, and is there anything I can do to make it up to you?” He adjusted the strap of his backpack a bit before focusing his attention on Max again.