((I really have no idea, do they travel around, could it be a hotel? It could just be a training room))
Coach surveyed the room, quickly filling with teenagers. Two boys came in together, one with wet hair. He must have just been in the pool, or the shower, Coach surmised. Both boys were incredibly short. Coach wondered how old they were and if they were even members of the team.
"Marta," he said, motioning the program director over. "Is he on my team?" Coach asked, pointing to one of the short boys.
Marta nodded. "Yes, Gregory, that's Jamie McKlaine. The boy next to him-see?-that's Marcus, his brother. Jamie plays baseball, and Marcus swims."
Coach muttered under his breath. Why did he always get stuck with the midgets?
Then he noticed a tall boy with light, spiky hair. Well. They weren't all midgets. By the looks of him, he was a basketball player. Coach could always pick them out. For one thing, they always had at least a foot on him.
Marta tapped him anxiously. "Gregory, I hate to do this, but my secretary just called and said she needs me. Can you handle the Meet and Greet?"
Gregory sighed, but acquiesced. If there was one thing he hated, it was Meet and Greets.
(( oh, and I was thinking it was a hotel with a training center attached))
Jake watched everyone an everything with eager eyes. He was practically buzzing with excitement. He looked down at the unfamiliar faces and couldn't help bouncing on his feet a little. It was a somewhat child-like gesture, but he didn't care.
Juliette wandered into the training center, a bit lost. She saw a lot of athletic kids, but none of them looked like they played soccer. She tossed her dark hair and sat down, waiting for somebody to point her in the right direction.
Jamie was content to just stand here with the rest of the group. He grinned his lazy, laid back grin, looking around with curious eyes. Mark on the other hand, scowled almost ferociously. He hated being late. He hated not knowing what was going on. And he hated groups of strangers. Needless to say, he was not enjoying himself here.
Juliette saw a boy standing around, looking lost like she was. Or at least, equally antisocial. She stood and went to him, gave quick nod, and just settled into her own "back off" stance.
((that's you dragon--Jamie))
((whoops, I meant Mark))
Mark scowled a little more. Though this was more out of confusion. He quickly glanced over at the girl, a little puzzled.
Jamie glanced over at his brother and grinned a little wider when he saw a girl standing over beside the scowling twin.
"You look like you could use a martini," Jules said. She gestured behind her. "There's a bar in the hotel. Nothing's going on now...you wanna get a drink?" The guy looked positively miserable.
Mark scowled even deeper. He jammed his hands into his pocket, squirming the slightest bit.
"No." He responded, looking away from her. He moved a little closer to Jamie, the only familiar face he could see.
"Suit yourself," Jules muttered and turned to leave. A martini alone, after all, was always a cheaper one.
Alex's gaze darted around, glancing at all her teammates. She didn't recognize any of them from track, I guess she was the only runner. --- Ben groaned when the coach told Marta about the Meet and Greet. He always ended up sounding stupid.
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Coach yelled and shouted until the kids were lined up against the wall. He counted seven teenagers, all in different levels of annoyance at being backed up against a wall.
"Where's the eighth?" Coach said. "There should be another girl."
Jules was busy nocking back shots at the bar. She had a fake ID that she took with her everywhere. And anyways, she'd stolen twenty bucks from the moody kid with a bad haircut.
"This wall is terribly uncomfortable." Ben said to the person beside him. It was Jamie, his teammate from baseball.
Alex rolled her eyes, but obliged to stand against the wall. It WAS the coach's idea, after all.
Jules sighed and decided she should probably head back. She tripped on her own chair leg and stumbled down the hallway giggling like an idiot.
"I'm going to go look around," said Coach. "You kids wait here."
He stepped into the hallway. Up ahead was the elevator, the exercise room, and the bar. At the end of the plush hall, there was an entranceway to the training center. It was possible she had gone there. Coach fast-walked to the entranceway and peeked inside. The room was dark; the girl was probably not in there. He looked into the exercise room, but she wasn't there either. Next he went over to the elevator; perhaps she had gone up to her room.
A girl came out of the bar next door, giggling tipsily. Coach marched up behind her and grabbed her by the shoulders.
"What were you thinking!?"
Coach stormed in angrily,
Coach returned with the missing girl. He was pushing her along by her shoulders. The girl looked kind of dazed, and Alex decided she either must be drunk or she hit her head on something.