Disclaimer: I don't own the matrix A/N: I know this has nothing to do with
the matrix yet, and I know I've taken out the kicks after a try :p
Thanks to Kit Cat. . . lol and Cairo and Jammy ^_^
More people walked through the black gates to watch the game that had already begun. James's shoulder had been pushed into his upper neck knocking himself unconscious. Brown started trampling down grass as he dashed to Camron thinking he was winded. He shook him slightly trying to wake him up, nothing happened so the couch ran over. People back at the railings began to gasp while more people joined them.
Donny, George and Hanson stood on the pitch not caring, they didn't want him on the team, they thought they'd do just fine and he was there chance to show this. James was taking off and watched over by the medical staff and the match resumed.
The away team had the ball and whistle sounded. The team charged forward. Brown came forward with his arms spread out.
"Move it boys," he shouted, took a few steps brought his arms in and dashed forward. '01' took a side step to his right so Brown lunged to his at an angle catching him in the legs and making him fall. Luis from the red put his foot over '01', picked up the ball and started funning forward. A few steps later a boy ran in line with him and charged directly at him.
"Pass it!" shouted the new player on, Franks. Because of the shouting Luis pasted it just in time before getting struck. The ball flew into Frank's arms he glided forward and into a trap; three guys were closing in from his front, his right and his left. They drew closer and Franks turned round and ran backwards pushing back into the guys and making them offside. Tye ran forward close to Franks, dug his arm, wrapped it around the ball, spun to the right and ran forward. Another boy came at him and passed to the only available person, Donny. He caught and ran he just wanted to score. Everyone ran with him in the diagonal line, all available to pass to.
"Pass It, God Damn It!" everyone was shouting but he just ran forward, trying to dodge the enemy but was gored in the legs. The tackler got picked up the ball and was free to fun down the pitch. He slammed the ball down and the ref blew the whistle. Most of the team was in a bad mood now; him and his two friends always did that, never passes it.
"5, 5" Brown muttered to himself.
"Hey couch, take 'em goofballs off" Tye said before the three boys arrived to the couch.
"Sorry I can't," he replied.
"Hey, is Camron alright?" Brown asked.
"I don't know," the couch said back.
~*~*~*~*~
James Camron was lying on the medical bed; he groggily woke up after being knocked out for a good 20 minutes. He blinked quickly then slowed down and sat up and looked around the room, it was dull and just had a few seats and a window. He looked at the door and there was that girl standing next to the door.
"Who are you?" He questioned.
"A girl, duh!" she said.
"You know what I meant, tell me who you are," he replied. She said nothing and walked over. Her figure came into colour view; she had blonde hair, black crop top, pink mini skirt and black leather high heel boots. She flung her hair behind her, put her hands on his waist and began lifting up his thick red rugby top.
"No!" he jabbed. He grabbed her wrist and threw them back, got off the table using his arms and walked out to the pitch. He stood behind the couch for a while before speaking up.
"What's the score?" he asked. The couch turned round and looked at him for few seconds.
"25 to 5, to them," he replied.
"Can I go back on . . . please?" James said.
"Sure, get your boots on though!" he joked. James ran inside encountering the girl walking out but ignored her and grabbed his boots. He put them on, tied the laces and folded his red socks to the right height. He jogged out of the building and to the side of the pitch.
"Alright," said the couch.
"Donny! Your off!" he shouted. Donny lowered his head and most of the teams faces brightened up. Donny walked off and so some of the girls booed at the couch. Camron walked on and took his place of Outside Centre.
"James good to see you back alive," Brown said.
"Alex, lets kick their butts," James said putting out his hand. Alex smacked it and held it then left to his duty of Fly Half. Brown started, held it tightly until the whistle. He tapped the ball with his foot and ran forward, he spotted a gap in the line and ran for it while James crossed over behind him. The gap closed up and a new one opened up. Alex pulled up a hand and pushed one down causing a perfect spin to James, James ran his fasted and the ball just landed in his hands the gap was beginning to close. But his speed was just too good, he ran through the gap while the team was trying to close it and two off them ending up running into each other. He ran all the way to the line and dived to the floor scoring his second try of the game.
"TEN, WAWHO!" Alex shouted. A couple minutes later James had the ball again. He ran forward kicked it up and forward and Alex spirited to where it would land, James ran after him. Alex jumped up in the air catching the ball and landing on the grass.
"Fifteen!" Tye shouted as he ran to Brown and grappled him into a hug. The team processed to get the ball and score in similar ways.
"Twenty!"
"Twenty-five!" the game was tied and time was running out.
"Kick IT!" James was shouting at Alex. He ran forward dropped the ball and bought his leg through to smack it through the air. They stood and watched as it tumbled though the air. At last it passed through the 'H' posts as the referee hailed his breath on the whistle tube.
"Twenty-eight!"
"Oh yeah baby," most of the team chanted on the field. The boys went into change and the couch followed them in.
"Good game guys, keep that stuff up and I'll see ya next practice" he said and walked out. They began undressing and unzipping there gym bags.
"You coming to the woods tonight?" asked Alex to James while the rest of the boys talked and play fighting around the cloak hangers and benches. James nodded finishing pulling and buckling his belt.
"Coming now?" James nodded back again. He ran his fingers through his hair; it just flopped back to place in but looked damp, he headed for the door. He was a step in front of the door before George slide across and stood in front of the door with his shirt off.
"Me and you, now," George directed at James.
"Fuck off Steven," Alex said.
"No leave 'em," replied Johnson. Steven grabbed James by the collar and forced him outside. The last few rays of light were shinning through the trees. James put his bag down to the side and stared a Steven George. James stood there calmly waiting for something to happen. All the players squirmed out of the changing rooms to watch. Alex pushed his way through the crowd till he was at the front. Steven stepped forward acting like a hard man. They were face to face with Steven twitching as he stared into the eyes of the unwanted schoolboy.
He clenched his right fist, took a step back and swung for James's jaw. Making it's jagged connection on James's face it swung it to it's right making all the sweat from the match fly off and a cut open up on his lip. James turned to look at Steven again, blood tickling down the side of his mouth. Steven tried for a left swing and it did the exact same thing, James didn't move just took the fist and the pain. He looked back at Steven again. People started chanting on Steven like he was the only one there.
"You lump of shit!" he blasted into James face and pushed him back into the railings, he looked dozy now. Steven took a few steps back began to run at James. James looked like he was going to sleep leaning against the railings when he just slipped down to the floor and fell backwards and Steven couldn't stop in time and ran into the railings doing barely any damage to him. A guy ran out of the crowd to fetch a corner flag while Steven pulled the groggy James to his feet. The boy came back with the bendy rod used for a corner flag and tossed it to Steven. He caught it in his hand and leant James up against the railings. He stepped back when Alex jumped in front of him.
"Don't do it!" He shouted. Steven pushed him aside and gripped the rod.
"Whatever," said Steven. He gripped the rod again and whipped James's left leg. He repeated the attack several times before gripping it in one hand and throwing it at the leg finally causing the flesh to open up and produce blood outside of the skin. James's eyes were foggy, didn't seem to have life in them. James was panting hard and loosened the tightness of his fists.
Camron's eyes resumed to its life and they became clear, he could feel the pain in his leg as its blood was absorbed into the fabric of his jeans. James got up on to his feet and clenched his hand. He swung his fist into Stevens head. He bought the fist all the way round producing amazing power and an energy that surged towards Steven's jaw making it feel like it was broken. Alex with his bag on quickly picked up James's and put an arm around him. He walked him out the other entrance to the direction of the woods. James was breathing heavily as the walked out and the crowd pilled around Steven who had smashed to the floor. And one girl had followed them out, she ran down the path after them.
"Hey Alex," she shouted. The two boys came to a halt and Alex turned his head round seeing his girlfriend chasing after them. "Hey Amy, gimme a hand here" he said back taking off James's gym bag as she drew nearer.
"You better hurry up, those guys look real angry," she said, grabbing the gym bag.
"Go in there," She pointed across the road to the woods
"That's where we were going," he smiled. James was getting groggy again so Alex was ended up practically dragging him. They were on the other side of the road trying to find a small path into the woods. He dragged him up a small dirt mound and deep into the woods with Amy following. He leaned James up against a tree and let him sleep while he searched his own bag for something; Amy sat against a tree too.
Thanks to Kit Cat. . . lol and Cairo and Jammy ^_^
More people walked through the black gates to watch the game that had already begun. James's shoulder had been pushed into his upper neck knocking himself unconscious. Brown started trampling down grass as he dashed to Camron thinking he was winded. He shook him slightly trying to wake him up, nothing happened so the couch ran over. People back at the railings began to gasp while more people joined them.
Donny, George and Hanson stood on the pitch not caring, they didn't want him on the team, they thought they'd do just fine and he was there chance to show this. James was taking off and watched over by the medical staff and the match resumed.
The away team had the ball and whistle sounded. The team charged forward. Brown came forward with his arms spread out.
"Move it boys," he shouted, took a few steps brought his arms in and dashed forward. '01' took a side step to his right so Brown lunged to his at an angle catching him in the legs and making him fall. Luis from the red put his foot over '01', picked up the ball and started funning forward. A few steps later a boy ran in line with him and charged directly at him.
"Pass it!" shouted the new player on, Franks. Because of the shouting Luis pasted it just in time before getting struck. The ball flew into Frank's arms he glided forward and into a trap; three guys were closing in from his front, his right and his left. They drew closer and Franks turned round and ran backwards pushing back into the guys and making them offside. Tye ran forward close to Franks, dug his arm, wrapped it around the ball, spun to the right and ran forward. Another boy came at him and passed to the only available person, Donny. He caught and ran he just wanted to score. Everyone ran with him in the diagonal line, all available to pass to.
"Pass It, God Damn It!" everyone was shouting but he just ran forward, trying to dodge the enemy but was gored in the legs. The tackler got picked up the ball and was free to fun down the pitch. He slammed the ball down and the ref blew the whistle. Most of the team was in a bad mood now; him and his two friends always did that, never passes it.
"5, 5" Brown muttered to himself.
"Hey couch, take 'em goofballs off" Tye said before the three boys arrived to the couch.
"Sorry I can't," he replied.
"Hey, is Camron alright?" Brown asked.
"I don't know," the couch said back.
~*~*~*~*~
James Camron was lying on the medical bed; he groggily woke up after being knocked out for a good 20 minutes. He blinked quickly then slowed down and sat up and looked around the room, it was dull and just had a few seats and a window. He looked at the door and there was that girl standing next to the door.
"Who are you?" He questioned.
"A girl, duh!" she said.
"You know what I meant, tell me who you are," he replied. She said nothing and walked over. Her figure came into colour view; she had blonde hair, black crop top, pink mini skirt and black leather high heel boots. She flung her hair behind her, put her hands on his waist and began lifting up his thick red rugby top.
"No!" he jabbed. He grabbed her wrist and threw them back, got off the table using his arms and walked out to the pitch. He stood behind the couch for a while before speaking up.
"What's the score?" he asked. The couch turned round and looked at him for few seconds.
"25 to 5, to them," he replied.
"Can I go back on . . . please?" James said.
"Sure, get your boots on though!" he joked. James ran inside encountering the girl walking out but ignored her and grabbed his boots. He put them on, tied the laces and folded his red socks to the right height. He jogged out of the building and to the side of the pitch.
"Alright," said the couch.
"Donny! Your off!" he shouted. Donny lowered his head and most of the teams faces brightened up. Donny walked off and so some of the girls booed at the couch. Camron walked on and took his place of Outside Centre.
"James good to see you back alive," Brown said.
"Alex, lets kick their butts," James said putting out his hand. Alex smacked it and held it then left to his duty of Fly Half. Brown started, held it tightly until the whistle. He tapped the ball with his foot and ran forward, he spotted a gap in the line and ran for it while James crossed over behind him. The gap closed up and a new one opened up. Alex pulled up a hand and pushed one down causing a perfect spin to James, James ran his fasted and the ball just landed in his hands the gap was beginning to close. But his speed was just too good, he ran through the gap while the team was trying to close it and two off them ending up running into each other. He ran all the way to the line and dived to the floor scoring his second try of the game.
"TEN, WAWHO!" Alex shouted. A couple minutes later James had the ball again. He ran forward kicked it up and forward and Alex spirited to where it would land, James ran after him. Alex jumped up in the air catching the ball and landing on the grass.
"Fifteen!" Tye shouted as he ran to Brown and grappled him into a hug. The team processed to get the ball and score in similar ways.
"Twenty!"
"Twenty-five!" the game was tied and time was running out.
"Kick IT!" James was shouting at Alex. He ran forward dropped the ball and bought his leg through to smack it through the air. They stood and watched as it tumbled though the air. At last it passed through the 'H' posts as the referee hailed his breath on the whistle tube.
"Twenty-eight!"
"Oh yeah baby," most of the team chanted on the field. The boys went into change and the couch followed them in.
"Good game guys, keep that stuff up and I'll see ya next practice" he said and walked out. They began undressing and unzipping there gym bags.
"You coming to the woods tonight?" asked Alex to James while the rest of the boys talked and play fighting around the cloak hangers and benches. James nodded finishing pulling and buckling his belt.
"Coming now?" James nodded back again. He ran his fingers through his hair; it just flopped back to place in but looked damp, he headed for the door. He was a step in front of the door before George slide across and stood in front of the door with his shirt off.
"Me and you, now," George directed at James.
"Fuck off Steven," Alex said.
"No leave 'em," replied Johnson. Steven grabbed James by the collar and forced him outside. The last few rays of light were shinning through the trees. James put his bag down to the side and stared a Steven George. James stood there calmly waiting for something to happen. All the players squirmed out of the changing rooms to watch. Alex pushed his way through the crowd till he was at the front. Steven stepped forward acting like a hard man. They were face to face with Steven twitching as he stared into the eyes of the unwanted schoolboy.
He clenched his right fist, took a step back and swung for James's jaw. Making it's jagged connection on James's face it swung it to it's right making all the sweat from the match fly off and a cut open up on his lip. James turned to look at Steven again, blood tickling down the side of his mouth. Steven tried for a left swing and it did the exact same thing, James didn't move just took the fist and the pain. He looked back at Steven again. People started chanting on Steven like he was the only one there.
"You lump of shit!" he blasted into James face and pushed him back into the railings, he looked dozy now. Steven took a few steps back began to run at James. James looked like he was going to sleep leaning against the railings when he just slipped down to the floor and fell backwards and Steven couldn't stop in time and ran into the railings doing barely any damage to him. A guy ran out of the crowd to fetch a corner flag while Steven pulled the groggy James to his feet. The boy came back with the bendy rod used for a corner flag and tossed it to Steven. He caught it in his hand and leant James up against the railings. He stepped back when Alex jumped in front of him.
"Don't do it!" He shouted. Steven pushed him aside and gripped the rod.
"Whatever," said Steven. He gripped the rod again and whipped James's left leg. He repeated the attack several times before gripping it in one hand and throwing it at the leg finally causing the flesh to open up and produce blood outside of the skin. James's eyes were foggy, didn't seem to have life in them. James was panting hard and loosened the tightness of his fists.
Camron's eyes resumed to its life and they became clear, he could feel the pain in his leg as its blood was absorbed into the fabric of his jeans. James got up on to his feet and clenched his hand. He swung his fist into Stevens head. He bought the fist all the way round producing amazing power and an energy that surged towards Steven's jaw making it feel like it was broken. Alex with his bag on quickly picked up James's and put an arm around him. He walked him out the other entrance to the direction of the woods. James was breathing heavily as the walked out and the crowd pilled around Steven who had smashed to the floor. And one girl had followed them out, she ran down the path after them.
"Hey Alex," she shouted. The two boys came to a halt and Alex turned his head round seeing his girlfriend chasing after them. "Hey Amy, gimme a hand here" he said back taking off James's gym bag as she drew nearer.
"You better hurry up, those guys look real angry," she said, grabbing the gym bag.
"Go in there," She pointed across the road to the woods
"That's where we were going," he smiled. James was getting groggy again so Alex was ended up practically dragging him. They were on the other side of the road trying to find a small path into the woods. He dragged him up a small dirt mound and deep into the woods with Amy following. He leaned James up against a tree and let him sleep while he searched his own bag for something; Amy sat against a tree too.