The ball flew through the air at a high speed… right into the goalie's hands.
"Dang it!" Ulrich Stern shouted as Odd blocked his final shot of the drill.
"Good work Stern," Jim said. "Excellent goal keeping Della Robbia,"
"Thanks Jim!" Odd called from the goal.
Ulrich walked over to the bleachers and sat down as Jim prepared the balls for the next person.
"Ok, next up is, um, Tai Crusade; never heard of him before," Jim said.
With that, a boy with shoulder length dark hair walked onto the pitch. His fringe almost completely covered his eyes and Ulrich wondered if he'd be able to see through that hair.
"Ready Della Robbia?" Jim asked. "Crusade?"
He was greeted with simultaneous yes's.
Tai ran to the centre ball and struck it with the inside edge of his toes. The ball flew towards the goal, rolled up Odd's spike of hair, and went in.
Four similar shots followed, Tai sinking all but one of them into the net behind Odd. As Tai was walking off the pitch he saw a blonde boy typing on a laptop at the top of the bleachers, this was of no interest to him; however, he was more interested in the Pink haired girl sitting next to him.
"Dominic Slater, on pitch, NOW!" Jim yelled.
Dominic, a boy with short-cropped light brown hair walked past Tai, high-fiving him as he did so, and took his shots, four from five.
(In the lunchroom {Tai's P.O.V})
"Are you Tai Crusade?" I turned to see Ulrich Stern, apparently Captain of the Kadic Soccer team, standing before me.
"Depends on who wants to know, and how much money I may happen to owe them," I jokingly reply. "But seriously, yes, my name is Tai,"
"I'm Ulrich, nice shooting out there, you play soccer much?" Ulrich asks me.
"Yeah, but where I come from Rugby is more popular,"
"What's your favourite national rugby side then?" He asks
"I don't have one, though if I had to it'd be the All Blacks, NZ REP!" I reply, garnering a few strange looks.
"Tai, ikz ney on the Nealand zay," I hear Dominic say from behind me.
"But seriously though; sports aren't my first theatre; sports like soccer and rugby that is; I'm more of a muso and martial artist," I say, trying to give an insight into my life.
Dominic had his plate piled up to his chest with food, though he had nothing on Odd, whose tray way piled to his nose with random assorted food items, deep fried or otherwise.
"Odd, how do you keep so scrawny?" Ulrich asks him.
"I AM NOT SCRAWNY!" Odd yells.
"Sure" Ulrich says, sitting down between Dominic and Odd.
"Looks scrawny to me," I say, tearing a chicken fillet in half and ramming it into my mouth.
I try to figure out who would finish first out of Odd and Dominic. Sure, Dom had less food, but Odd ate fast. It was a tie. I finished my food at the same time as them.
"Hey guys," Someone says to Odd and Ulrich.
"Hi Petelo," I say absent mindedly.
"What's the new guy on about?" The same person asks.
I look up to see the Blonde boy from the bleachers, standing behind him was the same Pink haired girl. I pick up my tray, take it to the depository and exit the lunchroom. I had to go to the music block to check if my guitars had arrived. I soon walk into the flash, modern music block and walk up to the head of department.
"Mr. Ain? I'm Tai Crusade, have my guitars arrived?" I ask.
"Yes Tai, they're just over there," He says, pointing to the six guitars propped up against the wall.
There were four electric and two acoustic guitars there, five were custom designed, one was a basic acoustic. I pick up two of the electrics and hand them to Mr. Ain.
"Those two go into the locker," I say. "I'll tell you when I need them,"
Mr. Ain walks into a room at the back of the block, when he returns I hand him another electric and the custom built acoutic.
"Those two stay here, in the music office, for me to access during lessons," I say. "Thank you for your help, Sir, I have you last period today so I'll take my other acoustic then,"
I grab the remaining electric and walk out of the music room, starting to improvise a riff as I walk back toward the main school buildings. I pull my hair into a neat ponytail for science and set off to the class.