Point of views

No, I do not own Recess

Gretchen's point of view………..

Gretchen closed her locker. She had all of her meetings done for the day. What else did she need to do? She got in her car and was about to leave, when she remembered. Vince! Crap! How could she forget? She agreed to give him a ride home. She checked her watch. 4:40. practice was over at 5. She could wait in the gym till then.

She walked in and sat down on the bleachers. There scrimmage was just starting, and she let her mind wonder a bit. Did Vince mean what he said about Gus? She never could see herself dating Gus; he was too much of a friend. She decided to pay attention to the scrimmage; she could usually give Vince some tips on his game. Who knew that the key to a good three-pointer could be broken down to a simple mathematical equation? She watched as they ran down the court. He had been working out, and it showed. He had nice looking arms and she'd seen him without a shirt on at the pool. But she studied him the same way she studied a project. Objectively. No emotion. The product of all his time and effort had paid of with a good, healthy body. Of course many girls at 9th Street High School thought more of his body than she did. Vince made a shoot passed Bob, he saw her, waved, and she waved back. 4:48. 12 mins left. The guys moved to the other side of the court. Lawson? No, he'd look good on her arm, but she doubted he'd be a fun date to the Valentines dance. Sam or Dave? No, they wouldn't do either. Jeff? He did have a crush on her back in fourth grade. And he would be a good date. Her thoughts were disrupted when she heard Bob's named yelled.

Bob's point of view………..

"LaSalle! You're a yellow jersey. Bob! You're a white jersey! We'll scrimmage until the end of practice" coach yelled to his players. The guys started playing each other; when a certain red head walked in and sat down on the bleachers. He tried ignoring her. He did not need this now. The big game was on Friday and he really needed the practice. He dribbled the ball down the court and passed it to Lawson, who went up for a lay up and made the shot. Vince got the ball and passed it to Sam, who then passed it back to Vince. Bob stayed on Vince like a shadow, but Vince passed it to Dave who gave it to Sam and back to Vince for the two-pointer. As Sam gave him a high-five, Bob saw Vince wave to Gretchen. Does he like her? Bob thought suddenly feeling a bit jealous. No. don't think about her now. Bob told himself. The game, it's this Friday! And we gotta beat this team if you wanna go to state! He concentrated on the scrimmage at hand. Lawson passed him the ball: he dribbled it around the top of the key trying to shake Vince off, who was now guarding him. Bob passed it to Lawson who passed it to Jeff. I wonder if she's watching me. Bob thought. Of course not! She's watching Vince! A second voice argued. Shut up both of you! Concentrate on the game! A third 'Bob' voice yelled. "BOB!"He looked up just in time to see the ball coming toward his head, and then it all went black.

Flashback…………………

"My pyramid! It's ruined! A young King Bob yelled. "I told you building the bricks out of mud wouldn't last your majesty" a young Gretchen said. All the children walked back to class and when school got out she found him sitting by the pile of mud. She sat down by him. "It was supposed to last a thousand semesters." He said in a sad tone of voice. "I know Bob." She replied, there wasn't much she could say to cheer him up. "I just wanted every one to remember me when I'm gone." "Bob, do you remember when Gus got stuck in that tree and you organized a ladder of kindergartners to get him out? Or the time the Ashley's got into a fight and you decided to be judge to end the fighting?" "No" he replied. "Well that's what people will remember you by, not by the things you built, but by your actions" she told him, as she placed her hand on his shoulder, sending chills down his back. He looked up at her, realizing how smart and how she had wisdom beyond her years. "But I've failed my loyal subjects. How will I get them back?" "Give the kids what they want, and they'll return." "Give them what they want. Its so crazy it just might work." She smiled at him and left. Oddly enough, he felt his heart beat faster when she had smiled at him...

"Bob! Can you hear me!" Coach! Why would coach be here? And why am I on the cold floor, I was just at the playground... "Bob! Wake up son. Get me some water and ice!" The next thing he knew, he was wet and he realized he was lying on the gym floor. "Good, he's awaking. Clear some room boys. Bob, do you remember what happened?" Coach asked him, placing the bag of ice on his head that Gretchen had gotten. "Yeah, we were playing ball, the next thing I knew I was on the floor" Bob said rubbing his head. "Yeah, you were knocked out for a min. lets take you to the nurse". Jeff and Lawson walked Bob to the nurse's office. "Now the rest of you, go home and rest. If Bob can't play on Friday, all of ya'll will have to step up! Now go home. It's passed five".

Tell me what yall think! will hopefully continue, if school doesnt get in the way.