Alex glanced sideways at the guy bouncing on his feet. He looked extremely excited to be a banana.
((Sorry! I was busy last night))
Coach announced, "All right, now we're going to play the All About Me Game!"
Everyone groaned. Coach pressed on.
"Here's how it's going to work, bananas. We'll stand in a circle. I have a beach ball here somewhere..." He rustled around behind a cabinet in the back of the room.. "That is, I thought I did... Well, we'll just have to use this," he said, pulling out a bowling ball.
"So we'll throw this around the circle. When you have the ball, you have to say your name, your sport, and one other thing about yourself. All right, bananas. Get in the circle. All of you...good, now. All right."
He tossed the bowling ball at Jamie. "Catch, short stack!"
Alex ducked as the ball went past her head. She couldn't really describe how a bowling ball 'flies' and how it would be possible to use for the 'All about Me' game. She worried that she wouldn't be able to catch it. She was a runner, not a bowling-ball-catcher.
Jamie's eyes widened and he just barely managed to bring his arms up to catch the bowling ball before it barreled into him and sent him staggering back. But he caught it anyways, with a soft oof.
"Ow..." He said, looking down at the bowling ball he had just caught. He looked back up at Coach and then back at the ball before breaking out in a lazy grin. "Well then. Hi. I'm Jamie. I play baseball. And I don't consider myself a...short stack. I'm just built compactly."
Harper just looked at him then grined. She wasn't sure what he meant by short shack, but oh well, he seems fun loving.
"Okay, short stack, throw it to someone else," said Coach.
Jamie's grin got a little bit evil as he looked across the circle at Mark. Mark glared at him an started shaking his head. Jamie just nodded, grunting as he flung the heavy ball over to his twin.
Mark stumbled back and nearly fell as he caught the bowling ball. He glared at Jamie again, but he pretended not to see.
Harper almost laughed at the guy's glare. They obviously knew each other and looked enough alike to say they are relivies. Then she frowned to herself. How was it safe to be passing a bowling ball around?
"My name is Mark." Mark started, still glaring at Jamie. "I swim." He hefted the bowling ball in his hands.
Harper watched him heft the ball, hoping that if he threw it to her, she'd live.
Instead of throwing the ball at all, Mark grunted and passed it to the person beside him without a second glance. Throwing a bowling ball had to be the stupidest thing he'd ever heard of...Well, besides his brother's antics.
((Since I think only you and me are on, I'll be the person next to you!))
Harper staggered under the weight of the ball. Wrapping her arms around it she groaned, "I'm Harper. I play vollyball." She passed it at Mark did to the person beside her. Then she leaned over to mark and whispered, "Thanks."
(("She passed it as Mark did... not at))
Mark just shrugged, flushing the slightest bit as he jammed his hands deep into his pockets. He scowled a little more and looked away.
Seeing his uncomfortable posture, Harper pulled away. She saw the drunk girl on the edge of the circle. Harpers anger had already left, and she smiled at the girl, trying to make up for yelling at her earlier.
Alex was next to Harper. Staggering under the weight, she said: "I'm Alexandra, but you can call me Alex. I run track." She passed it along.
((Okay, no one is replying, so Ben is beside her!))
Ben held tight to the bowling ball when Alex passed it to him.
"I'm Ben, and I play baseball." He announced, passing it on.
Jake grinned broadly as he took the bowling ball next.
"I'm Jake." He said, smile getting wider. "And basketball is my life." He spoke sincerely, genuinely. Then he casually passed the ball on.