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[RαrєHuskíєs]

Kylie was about to begin again, as she started to pick up the faithful volleyball once more, preparing her arm for a killer swing. Suddenly, she heard something. She tilted her head, dropping the volleyball down, pressing it against her hip in a curious manner. She started to see other students file in, but realized it was just the early ones, as she called them. The average and lates were going to show up around 30 minutes later, as they always did, screwing up their schedule for practice even further.



Besides that, where was this new coach? It was obvious their old coach had decided not to come teach today as well, or she had, completely dropped coaching all together. She didn't rightly blame her, for their class was always late, or screwing up the practice in one way or another. She sighed indignantly, and turned her head back to the volleyball. She lifted it once more into the air, and took a swing at it as she launched it into the air, performing a perfect top spin, sending the ball twirling across the gym for it's little life. She smirked, dusting off her hands as she heard it satisfyingly thump against the back wall, but of course, it wasn't powerful enough to come back. Only her regular hits were that good, as of right now.



She was about to head back to the Ball basket, when she noticed someone slumped in the bench, someone doodling on something unknown. She tilted her head, then pushed the basket away, straightening herself, then deciding it would be okay to walk over there. As she walked, she realized it was a guy, but whoever it was, she had no clue what he was doing here. Maybe he was a new kid, but anyway, guys weren't allowed by when the girls practiced. She walked closer, into hearing distance, standing around 2 feet away from him. She cleared her throat, and then started speaking, her voice soft and smooth. "Uhm, hello? I was just wondering what you were doing by the practice this morning. Are you a new student?" she asked, not once getting irritated, only more and more curious. She ran a hand through her chocolate hair, then smoothly brushed it behind her fine shoulders. She made it a point to pull down her shorts again, for they were once more riding up in the back, as she hated. Her blue eyes rested behind big, long black lashes that batted open and closed with soft movements, suttle.

[Hae]

The sound of anyone approaching was hidden by the sound of students chattering away and so when he heard her speak he tried to subtly slap his clip board against his chest to hide just what he had been doing. He had been way to engrosed in what he had been drawing to even notice her coming anyway. Lifting his head up and the smirk was still evident on his face. It only grew when he actually took in her words, realising just what it was she was saying. He could not be suprised it was not the first time someone had assumed he was nothing but a student. If fact, he took it as a compliment.

Locking his eyes of her face he was silent for a moment, shaking his head at her slowly. The playful smirk never left his face, making his eyes stand out in a way that they usually didn't, hidden amongst his features. He could totally play along with this and only let her realise he was the coach when he actually started well... Coaching. He did not trust himself to speak, not after noting who she was from his register and he just couldn't stop picturing her with a moustache. Swallowing down his amusment allthough it still glinted in his eyes he lay his clip board face down and forced himself to his feet. When he was stood like this he towered over most people, and when he was sat down his legs were lanky and seemed way too long for his body.

"I wish. M'actually your new coach for the year." He informed her, that amusment still present at the fact that she had assumed he was just a student prying on all the girls. She might not even believe him still. Digging his hands into his pockets, his fingers searching around his car keys, various food wrappers and his phone he pulled out his ID card that he supposed as a teacher should be around his neck. He swung it in front of her face before slinging it around his neck along with that whistle of his. Grinning at her for a moment he stepped past her, and his eyebrow raised at the class that was forming on the benches. They didn't pay a blind eye to him, and there was still only half of the number of defaced students here as there should be. Trying not to smirk to himself he stepped over to a group of girls gathered together, waiting patiently for their coversation to come to an end, very obviously b^tching about someone. He smirked at the one with the loudest mouth and nodded towards the door. "Go and tell the rest of them to hurry the hell up." He said, his eyebrows raising when she just sat there, after meeting his look she gave in and got to her feet, scrambling up and running out.

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Kylie was taken a bit aback as he slammed the clipboard back to his chest, watching her. She watched him warily, her eyes a bit slitted, then she shook her head slightly, just sighing. "Boys.." she muttered under her breath, her eyes watching him, almost sympathetically. "You know, I'm glad I'm a girl" she said, as if she was affirming something in her mind, but then she shook it away once more, smirking herself now, as well. As the seconds wore on, and he wouldn't loose the smile, she frowned slightly. "Well, what the hell is so d*amn funny?" she said, abruptly. She was very straight forward, and she didn't care what others heard her say. She even cussed around teachers, and well, this coach, unknowingly.


As she saw his eyes lock on her face, she grumbled, then looked away from him, then back, her eyes narrowed. "It's quite rude to stare, really." she snapped quickly, as she watched him. When he stood up though, and was quite a load taller than her, she only subtly gulped, but then regained herself with avenged vigilance. "Tall people don't scare me. I actually like tall people. But maybe not you" she said, wrinkling her nose slightly, a smirk plastered onto her pretty lips, her face pulling back lightly, her gleaming white teeth showing through.


Everything was going smoothly until he started to speak. As he continued, the words slipping from his mouth, to her, she froze slightly. New coach? A new guy coach? She shook her head again, looking as dumbfounded as a blinded doe, her eyes wider and wider by the second. She could tell he was young, almost like he should be in high school. She was going to speak again, probably something redundant, but when the ID was rubbed in her face, she frowned, and snorted indignantly. "Well, that was rude too!" she said, watching him with creased eyebrows. Coach or not, the girls were always feistier, one way or another. As he stepped past her, she stuck her hands to her hips, turning to face where he was looking. As she watched him step over to the other girls, she smirked. He was fixing to talk to Cara, and her group. The total snobs, but her look of smugness slowly turned back to the doe in headlights look. They actually listened to the guy. She frowned, then stalked past him, glancing back with her devilish look, grabbing the volleyball she had been destroying with her slams earlier. She picked up where she had left off, not bothering to fix her shirt again, or her shorts that were starting to ride up. Something any guy couldn't help but like...especially with that body.

[Hae]

Unlike any other teacher he did not mind her abruptness, because it was in fact completely unclear that he was any enpowering figure at all. He was laid back with all his students and would most likely cuss around them anyway. He meerly found it amusing that she was oblivious to who he actually was. The look on her face had been classic, enough to make his boring day really. He resumed his previous position allthough his eyes couldn't help wandering back to that girl. Moustache girl. Okay it was innapropriate to think of her purely by what he had doodled on her picture but still, no one was in his head and as long as he didn't end up calling her that it was all good.

Those shorts definately did not help either, not that he was focussed on that, sure he might have a slight less professional view considering his age but he'd never let such thoughts creep into his mind. He was just impressed by her attitude because he found it highly amusing. With his arms folded over his chest, eyelids lowered in such a way that made him look like he was bored enough to fall asleep when the ,from what he could tell allready, class b^tch stalked back in and planted herself back down with a huff within her circle of friends. The rest of the students slowly filed in, and he slowly smiled to himself because back in high school? That was something he would never be able to achieve. But the last couple of years had done him the world of good.

With a yawn that ended in a soft noise he padded away from the wall and his gaze swept over them all. He looked bored but in a calm way that said he wouldn't be trouble if they wern't. His clip board was allready slung under his arm and he supposed he should check everyone was here allready. He just stood there, a still silent figure until everyone slowly started to quieten down, glancing towards him curious. He smirked and looked over his shoulder at what Kylie was doing. "Kylie, wanna come sit down?" He said, flashing her a brief, playful allmost annoying smirk before turning back to adress the class.

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Kylie was still continuously hitting the ball, her rhythm finally returning. She was about to hot a great one, when she was interrupted, and the ball dropped from her hands, hitting the ground with a silent message. She turned back towards Toby, and wrinkled her nose, her fists clenched. Her eyes were narrowing, like a classic movie move. She turned totally to face him, biting her lip angrily, staring at him venomously, but almost funnily. She didn't look too tough when she was mad. She never had, never will.


"What the hell?" she said, through clenched teeth. She looked at him, her hands moving to her hips, after cracking her knuckles. "Couldn't you see I was busy...being good at something?" she said, thinking that stupid sentence through only slightly before speaking. "But anyways" she rebutted herself, turning to him once more after glancing to the floor. "That was rude..again" she commented, straightening back out, finishing her little fit.


As she ran a hand through her chocolate hair, her teal eyes darted around curiously, walking to her spot, sitting down quickly, then glancing up at Toby, a smirk on her face. Her shirt was pretty low cut, so it showed..quite a bit. She smirked, resting her head on one hand as she propped her elbow up on her leg. Her eyes batted, as she continued to smirk deviously. He was a really young teacher, especially to be teaching her age group. She knew she could work this to her advantage..if it didn't start something else, entirely...

[Hae]

Toby knew the closet way to punishing students was himiliating them in front of others. Now he wasn't actually strict unless someone pushed the wrong buttons. He had to get off to a good start in a new place whether it was for work or educational purpose. Had to gain respect which in this situation he seemed to have to work harder than expected. He picked at the corner of his sheet of paper, curling it under his fingers. "Kylie." He warned softly, his eyes darting to er for a moment, his expression hard and a lot more serious than before. Slouching where he stood. "I'm sorry." He said with direct sarcasm in his voice as he looked straight at her. "That your so good, you can lead todays warm up." He said with complete calmness something that worked so mch more than shouting. Leaving off a silent - because that'll leave me to sit down on my ass to do nothing, he tried not to smirk because he needed to get his point across. His eyes glanced at the rest of the class who were all just staring at him for about two reasons in which he would not go into he straightened up. "I'm going to be your coach for the next year or so. And because you take longer than most girls to just put shorts on, i'll get to the point. I hated school, i still do now. So these lessons should be nothing but fun. But i won't take any crap from you because i'm younger than the rest of them old farts." He said finishing with a subtle shrug as he clicked one of his shouldes." Throughout the whole short introduction he had glanced at Kyle allmost daring her to test him now after she'd gotten over that he was actually a coach. With one of his eyebrows raised he nodded towards the gym. "Go on, Kylie he said putting special emphasis on her name, his hand outstretched towards the gym. Yes, he had meant it and because she was so enthusiastic she should have no problem complying. Just to prove his pointhe stepped back to lean against the wall.

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Kylie was about to smirk, and say something smart back to him, to try and seem a bit cooler than she should feel, but she was interrupted by his voice. Once more. She pinched her cheeks together slightly, her nose wrinkling in anguish. "Yes? Toby" she said, smoothly, as she had read his name tag earlier. She knew d*amn well that she should address him by coach whatever his last name was, but she was just that slick. When he said sorry, she was taken aback, once more, a doe in headlights, and then her face just seemed to range from different emotion to another, depending on what he was saying. In the end, she promptly resided with a smirk, of some sort. "D*amn straight. I'd be happy to teach this class. Girls are better at it anyways" she said, throwing her glance back to the other girls, and nodding her head, grinning smartly, not thinking this coach could rebutted her in, well, anyway at all. She figured he was helpless against the girls in here. She watched him lean back, and she stood up, fire seeming to lick off her words with enthusiasm as well. "Brilliant. You can just sit on your lazy ass, while I teach this class." she turned back to the girls. "You guys are, really lucky you got me. I'm a bit better, I presume" she smirked, nodding to emphasize it. She watched the girls grin, and she turned to the volleyball basket. "Today's free day. So that means, do-whatever-the-hell-you-want-today" she smirked, turning to look at Toby with a devilish grin, then back to the girls. "Including bothering him. I'm sure the little boy won't mind. Maybe you girls could teach him something" she giggled, picking up a volleyball herself. She acted as if she was going to hit it to the back of the gym, but in seconds time, she had spun, and smacked it at him, letting it oof into his gut. She pulled back in mock surprise, covering her mouth, as if it was gaping, but behind it, was really a viscous grin, threatening to bubble over with insane laughter. She mustered the courage to speak, or maybe she had just finally gotten to the point where she wasn't laughing, as hard. "Oops. My hand slipped. Forgive me?" she said, sticking out her lower lip pathetically, batting her pretty, long eyelashes. One of the many, many good features about her, rather than her attitude.

[Hae]

As laid back as he was he couldn't be dealing with this on his first day of work. Later on, when they actually knew each other better would he allow this sort of behavour but now she was just mocking him. Not even feeling the ball to the gut like she might of hoped he raised both eyebrows catching it as it bounced off. He was not going to tolerate her treating him like she might treat her fellow students. And she could say all she liked but he wasn't taking what she just did. Perhaps she just needed to be seperated from the others if it was any kind of showing off. With his eyebrows raised and the thin line his lips were pressed into meaning he meant buisness he took a step towards her. "Out, now." He snapped, but his voice remained cool and calm.


She had obviously not listened to the fact that despite him being young if someone ticked him off he would follow through with whatever would amuse him the most. He stared at her for a moment, because he honestly didn't expect her to comply. Guiding her towards the door of the gym with his hand on his back and he looked down at her, his expression telling him he wasn't impressed. He never wanted to be a teacher because he didn't want to deal with this he just wanted to teach what he knew. After practically shoving her out the door he closed it behind him and leant against it. "You like this with everyone, hmm?" He questioned as he looked down at her, meerly disappointed that she seemed skilled in what she could do yet she had this attitude hanging around her.


But he was yet to test out his teacher powers and so he could do what he liked, technically not but still, if a student gave him hassle. "You have a lot of enthusiasm. So." He said pausing for a moment to shake out his ID card around his neck so it was the right way up. "It has come to my attention that the storage closet is a complete mess and some of the equiptment has seen its days. So until you learn to show me some respect in my lessons i shouldn't see it would be a problem for you to help me tidy them up every lunch time." He said, his face straight and informative. But just to ruin it all he gave he a somewhat mocking grin as he backed back into the door to open it again. "Thanks, kid." He muttered, holding the door open for her so she could go back to whatever it was she decided she was going to do now.

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Kylie turned as he caught it, her mouth opening slightly to mimic a gape. She actually was surprised he had caught it. She was a pretty good throw, and most couldn't return, or even catch, her hits, or spikes, etc. As his eyebrows raised, her eyes lowered slightly, taking in a deep gulp, ready for him to explode. She may have an attitude, but she could tell when someone had burst. She stepped back in unison with him as he stepped forward, watching him cautiously. No teacher had ever had the nerve to do this to her, drop to her level. But maybe because he almost was at their level, age wise.


As he snapped at her to get out, she quickly turned on her heels, thoroughly surprised as she felt a hand on her back. She tensed, and spun on him, lifting her fist, but then realizing what she was doing, she sighed heavily, and turned back around as she was shoved out the door. As he let her go, she spun away from him, her eyes narrowed slightly, but they weren't prepared to throw anything at him, her mouth terse and quiet. She at least knew better than to talk now. As she watched him lean against the door, she rubbed her arm slightly, looking everywhere but him, until he spoke again.


Her head snapped up, her eyes narrowed just a tad bit more. "Like it? I love it" she said, her mouth closing promptly after finishing speaking. She now continued to watch him carefully, awaiting his next words, so she could reply fast. With most teachers, they didn't bother with her attitude, they just took it all in. Because they didn't want to have to deal with her coach, her old one, who took her crap, due to how good of a volleyball player she was. But obviously he wasn't one of those teachers. He was a coach. As he spoke, she narrowed once more, listening intently. Enthusiasm? Psh, she bred enthusiasm. She smirked, thinking this might be going a different direction that she presumed. Maybe she was getting named Captain right off the bat, but then she stopped in her tracks. Closet? Lunchtime? Hell no. She straightened up, seeing his grin, her eyes darting to his face with an angry glare. She was about to calm down again, when he called her 'Kid'. She grumbled, then store at him for a few good seconds, her ocean eyes like a storm right about now. As he held open the door, she took this opportunity to smirk herself, turning away from him, stalking down the hallway, calling after her. "See you at lunch, Old Man!" she said, disappearing around the bend, dreading what she knew would come later.

[Hae]

Toby had allready took one look in that cupboard when he came to the school to see if it was a subtable place to work and he had no doubt that it was in the same if not worse condition. Sure Kylie might be up to it, or pretend to be up to it but once she saw the state of that cupboard she will be regretting her attitude that was for sure. He hadn't meant to be harsh on his first day, and after this one he was certainly going to plan a lesson. That was after all his job. Possibly something Kylie would enjoy but was not brilliant enough at so as to brag about it. But it wasn't all about Kylie of corse he had just been distracted by her and now he payed her no more mind as he pushed his way back into the gym, resuming his space on the bench.



For now he observed the other students, legs tucked up underneath him as he chewed on his pen. He was able to do a brief check of who had turned up by looking at the pictures - not a easy task now that most had beards and eye patches. As much as he liked sport he wasn't doing enough of it as a teacher, that urge to prove himself allways made him competative and here he was watching a bunch of teenagers run around while he did nothing. Admitedly all he wanted was to go home, find whatever the hell that food in his fridge was suppose to be and sit down in next to nothing on his couch and not move for the next couple hours. And then possibly go out for a run.

[ o.O Sorry its horribly short. A vein in my hand just popped...]