bAuthor Notes:/b Just a short little Glynis POV drabble. My first JoA ficlet! It takes place before the whole Luke/Glynis thing. I came up with it while induring a grueling period of gym.
bSpoilers:/b None really...unless you don't know about Glynis' infatuation with Luke, but who doesn't know that?
'I have studied this complex sport for numerous hours...I even viewed it on television! Yet, it remains a mystery to me.
Soccer.
I just don't understand it.' I think as I run disorientedly through another game of soccer in physical education, otherwise known as gym. I was playing forward today under the coach's orders. Normally I would play defense, nice safe defense where no one would count on me to make a goal. 'Defense isn't that much better though,' I continue my thoughts, 'Everyone relies on you to usave/u a goal than make one.' Luckily, I have no been forced to play goal keeper...iyet/i.
As the other team scores yet again I get a glimpse of, I gasp, Luke! The object of my undying affections. Suddenly the ball hurtles towards my feet. I manage to stop and control the ball to ready myself at attempting to score a goal. Still flustered at my sighting of Luke, I manage to bstep on/b the ball instead of kicking it and I immediately fall to the floor. Red blossomed on my cheeks from embarrassment as I pick myself up. I glance over at where I last saw Luke. 'Oh no, he's gone! He must have seen me fall and walked away in disgust, or he was distracted by a pretty girl, or maybe he turned away a nanosecond before the ball came to me! Or maybe...'
bSpoilers:/b None really...unless you don't know about Glynis' infatuation with Luke, but who doesn't know that?
'I have studied this complex sport for numerous hours...I even viewed it on television! Yet, it remains a mystery to me.
Soccer.
I just don't understand it.' I think as I run disorientedly through another game of soccer in physical education, otherwise known as gym. I was playing forward today under the coach's orders. Normally I would play defense, nice safe defense where no one would count on me to make a goal. 'Defense isn't that much better though,' I continue my thoughts, 'Everyone relies on you to usave/u a goal than make one.' Luckily, I have no been forced to play goal keeper...iyet/i.
As the other team scores yet again I get a glimpse of, I gasp, Luke! The object of my undying affections. Suddenly the ball hurtles towards my feet. I manage to stop and control the ball to ready myself at attempting to score a goal. Still flustered at my sighting of Luke, I manage to bstep on/b the ball instead of kicking it and I immediately fall to the floor. Red blossomed on my cheeks from embarrassment as I pick myself up. I glance over at where I last saw Luke. 'Oh no, he's gone! He must have seen me fall and walked away in disgust, or he was distracted by a pretty girl, or maybe he turned away a nanosecond before the ball came to me! Or maybe...'
