Caught up

[Reece Morgan]

It was possible that ever since he started developing real feelings for Olivia that Reece had started to act like somewhat of a lovelorn puppy following Olivia around. How had that happened Reece wasn't certain but he needed to snap out of it. The last time he was stuck liking a girl like Olivia, he got his heart broken and he fell into such a deep and dark depression that he wouldn't wish upon anybody.

There were tears involved.

He had hated that part of himsrlf and he never wanted to feel that way ever again.

So he got himself a tradition afterwards whenever he felt like he was falling too deep too fast. It wasn't foolproof but it had proven to keep his mind off things. Due to how frequent he found himself falling for people, he hsd actually gotten quite good at basketball. Of course, he usually played by himself so winning wasn't exactly a hard thing to achieve.

When the gym was less crowded, it was easier for Reece to concentrate on his game. Therein lay the problem. So concentrated was he that when he threw the ball, a little angrily, the ball bounced off the backboard and shot straight to someone else.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed, running to the person he had hit, ignoring as the ball rolled away. "Hey, hey you all right?" he asked, stifling a laugh at how ridiculous that shot was.

[Nora Graves]

Nora wasn't in the gym by choice. She had to make up running laps. It was a long story. Short story was that she'd skipped out on gym class during the middle of it and the teacher found out and wasn't too happy. So here she was, making up laps. The appeal of running around in a square never appealed to Nora, nor did she understand it. She was exceptionally bitter, only grateful for her headphones which blasted music from her mp3 player. It helped make the task easier and less annoying.

Her preoccupation with the screaming lyrics and heavy sound was probably why she didn't see the basketball flying in her direction. She was fairly good at sports and probably would have been able to catch it, had she gotten a warning, but the basketball hit her right in the side and she nearly lost her balance. Her mp3 player was knocked out of her hands and fell to the ground. Shocked and immediately furious, she ignored the pain in her side (she'd felt worse) and turned to look at the person who had most likely thrown it at her. Right, pick on her just because she looked small and wore a lot of eyeliner. She had something to say about that.

Picking up her mp3 player, she shot a glare over at the guy who was moving in her direction apologizing. "What is your problem?" she demanded, taking off her rather large purple headphones to hang them around her neck.

[Reece Morgan]

The girl's outburst had Reece taking a few steps back with his hands up. "Whaaaat." He looked around to see if anybody else was around to witness this.

The tiny thing could not have overreacted more.

With the ball rolling to his feet, Reece bent down to pick it up before facing the girl once more. "I don't have a problem shortstop. The ball bounced back...it happens. Anger issues everywhere." Reece used his free hand to gesture in the girl's general direction.

[Nora Graves]

"I know what you guys do, you throw stuff at people like me and then act like it was an accident, so cut the shit," Nora told him. Maybe she jumped to this conclusion because she was used to people being rude to her so she didn't consider the fact that it could actually be an accident, but she was already going off on him. And of course, he couldn't help but be rude right back at her.

The only reason she appreciated his insult is because he'd somehow made it sports related, which was somehow a little amusing, especially given the fact that he just looked like some dumb jock trying to blow off some steam. "Wrong sport," she commented offhandly, still having to show her disdain for his comment. "You're playing basketball." So quick to jump to conclusions, just like she'd been about him. Man, humans did really suck.

[Reece Morgan]

Reece couldn't understand why this tiny person was so angry at him for an accident he admittedly had caused. But it was an accident! Genuinely so! What made the situation worst though, was all he could do was say: "Whaaaaat?"

Clearly that was of no help.

Her offhanded comment brought a frown on Reece's face before he realised what she meant. "Yeah, like we're always going to have to stick to one insult per sport." He shot back with a snort. "Don't tell me what I can or can't say at any given point. And seriously, you're overreacting little dude." He shrugged before picking the ball up and handing it to her. "Here, you can hit me back if you want."

[Nora Graves]

The thing was that Nora knew he wasn't lying when he said the ball bounced back. She could detect lies and that wasn't one of them. He was telling the truth, yet she just needed to lash out at him because she could at the moment. "I'm sorry, guess I should just let you continue to insult me then, because that would be the ladylike thing to do, wouldn't it?" She spat back at him. Little dude? Seriously? He just had to keep the short comments coming. And then he picked up the ball and actually handed it to her.

"Nobody invites another person to hit them unless they're a masochist and they like it, in which case I would call you fucking crazy," Nora mused, taking the basketball from him. Instead, she bounced it a few times, dribbling before jumping and arching her shot before releasing the ball. It went straight through the net. No backboard.

[Reece Morgan]

Reece had to purse his lips when she shot back with her response. Though he wasn't entirely sure what she was getting at, being so passionate about something that had genuinely been a mistake, but those words, to him, sounded a lot more adult than he had expected from someone who looked like she should be in a Lego commercial.

His eyes flew wide open when she called him a masochist. The expletive did not help assuage his surprise either and he was left standing there gaping even as she threw the ball into the hoop.

He was still trying to wrap his head around the idea that this...child knew what masochist even meant as he stared at her. "Wh-" he started dumbly, shaking his head. He bent down to grab at the ball that had rolled over and he stared at her again. "You're...you're a weird little gremlin, did you know that?"

[Nora Graves]

She shrugged at what the guy said. After all, she'd been called worse and she usually got this kind of reaction from people. "Wow, you seem intelligent. All you can utter is variations of 'what?' and the occasional insult," she commented, which was true so far.

He looked like he'd been thinking about what she said, it was like she could actually see the gears turning in his brain. "You just stand here and gawk at me like I'm an exhibit at the zoo. What's wrong with you?"