Star-shimmered-dragon: Nice to be back on track! Viper's been on my back!
Stormy: Really, she's been yelling at us!
SSD: So i thought i should update. And i don't know if we're allowed to reply to reviewers anymore, so I'll so a generalised comment. Thank you to all those who read and reviewed my previous chapter. I love all these comments on how good a writer i am! I'm really not that good, but it feels nice to be appreciated! If you leave an email address or something in your review, I'll email you with a personalised comment! Now, for the disclaimer!
Aura: SSD does not own CSI, Richmond, Geelong, Nathan, Andrew, Danny, David, Matthew, Steve and Gary. Richmond and Geelong are Australian Football League (AFL) teams, the guys listed after them are players for the teams. I may own the idea ofa international satellite, but don't hold me to it.
Chapter 2
"No way man, if what you tell me is true, Richmond will be the clear winners," Warrick commented as they entered the locker room. Nick, walking along side of him, laughed.
"Man, aren't you glad I got hooked up with that international satellite? I can get so many different sports channels! This AFL, it pretty cool!" Nick laughed again. "But I agree, the tigers will win."
"Actually," a feminine voice spoke out from behind the cabinets, "Richmond are a weak team now that Nathan Brown and Andrew Kellaway are out with injuries, and Danny Meyer was suspended for rough play." A blonde head popped around the shelving corner, and Nick could swear to anyone who was listening, she wasn't wearing a top.
"So, you say that Geelong will win?" Warrick asked, pretending that the girl wasn't wearing a shirt.
"Yeah!" the girl pulled her head back behind the cabinet, and continued talking, "Well, David Haynes and Matthew Spencer are back off the injury list, and Steve Johnson and Gary Ablett Jn were both cleared for striking, and all are fair strong players. Bet against them, and you're crazy." The girl walked out, wearing soft blue jeans, a blue shirt like blouse and a pair of blue-black trainers. Her blonde hair was pulled into a loose pony. She chucked her stuff in a black bag, and held out her hand. "My name's Reanne Mitchell. I'm starting tonight."
"Warrick Brown," Warrick held his hand. Reanne shook it.
"Nice to meet you," Reanne said cheerfully. Nick stepped forward.
"Nick Stokes," He said, noticing that she had bright blue eyes that rivaled his last girlfriend. Reanne noticed this fast.
"So you've recently hooked up to international sports. Nice," Reanne smiled. "A good woman's sport if you like it is the netball on at four thirty at night. Girls in short skirts. I'm sure you'd like that," Reanne laughed as she repacked her bags. Nick blushed, to Warrick's disbelief.
"So, I guess I'll be seeing you tonight. Nice to meet you all!" Reanne picked up her bag and started to head for the door. Nick stepped forward.
"I just…uh…umm…good luck tonight," Nick stuttered. Warrick chuckled softly. Reanne stepped towards Nick.
"Look, Nicky, as cute as you are, I like guys a little shorter and not so obsessed with sports. Give me a geek any day," Reanne smiled. "Laters!" She walked out, bumping into Greg as he walked into the room. She apologized and walked to the left. Greg grinned.
"Met Reanne already then? Great!" Greg grinned, pulling out a driver's license from his pocket.
Warrick laughed, "She just turned Nicky down, before he could even ask!" Greg smiled.
"Probably a good thing too… Take a gander at this," Greg handed over the drivers' license.
"WHAT! I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HE WAS INTERESTED!"
SSD: Hehehehehehe I bet you're really wanting to know about her. Well, you'll just have to wait one more chapter. The secret will be revealed then. Feel free to take guesses! Hope you'll review soon!