A/N W00t, third drabble! Okay, it was asked by Eurayle if this was modern or old high school, and I'll clarify that it's modern- you'll see later references to iPods and computers and such, and unless I really suck at history, they didn't exist then. (That'd be cool though…) It could be as if they went to your high school. Yup, and that was a reference to the movie date in the first chapter, I like sneaking those things in.

Onward!

026. Teammates

This… officially… sucks. Dorothy skipped to the left as a dodge ball whipped at her head. "Hey! No headshots!"

"Then duck!" yelled a skinny, long-necked boy who Dorothy privately referred to as 'Scoodler' because the dorky name fit him well. He threw another ball above his head and whacked it hard like a soccer ball, sending several of Dorothy's classmates diving for cover. A whiz at dodge ball, and somewhat of a sadist, Scoodler was not well liked.

Meanwhile, Scarecrow and the 'Tin Man' were having a deep, sensitive, and ponderous conversation common with the male gender.

"What-EVER, geek, my girlfriend is hotter than yours," scoffed Nick, picking a red rubber ball off the floor and chucking it back. "Hey! Busy here!"

"Look, she not my girlfriend, and it's not just that she's pretty, but really nice too," tried to explain Scarecrow, but there was no use getting to his punk friend- the silver-haired boy just scooped up some more balls and hurled them at the opposing side.

It was then that he turned and saw that that Dorothy was having an amazingly fun time trying to get away from Scoodler, who pursued her with the tough red spheres like none other. Quickly, he slipped, ducked, and fumbled his way over.

"Here, watch this," he whispered to her, and picked up a stray ball and threw it, twisting his wrist as he did so, and it spun and smacked Scoodler right in the chest with a sharp thud!

"Owww!" whined Scoodler, hopping around, quickly retreating to the side. "Man!"

"What at weenie," remarked Nick, striding over, juggling some dodge balls. "You should have hit him harder, Crowboy."

"That would've been cruel," Scarecrow informed his friend.

"Psh, whatever," said the other boy, and quickly dealt stunning blows to the people across the gym floor. "Ha! Snagged here."

"Do you even have a heart?" asked his girlfriend, Nimee, sidling up to him, hugging him.

"That really depends," he said jokingly in a thoughtful voice.

It was then that Scarecrow saw something red whoosh by, and by instinct dove and pushed Dorothy out of the way, and the dodge ball whirred harmlessly past. Well, not really, because it hit one of the Witch sisters (as they were called by others). She stomped off to the side and glared at Scoodler, who threw it. A nasty green bruise spread across her face, and she almost did something about it until a teacher walked in and settled the matter.

"Ouch.. That could have been me," gasped Dorothy, looking back and forth at the slowly-turned-green-faced girl and the whining Scoodler trying to explain to the teacher why he was aiming at faces. "Thanks for pushing me out of the way!"

"Oh, no problem," blushed Scarecrow, even though you could hardly tell, he was so tan it was difficult.

"Geez, get a cornfield," said Nick, noticing the two even after the ball incident.

"What? You're weird, Nick," said Aimee. "Eeee! A ball!"

"Got it!"

"Ha, cornfield…" weakly joked Dorothy, trying to get out of the awkward reference made there. "Yeah, um- WATCH OUT!"

This officially sucks, simultaneously thought Dorothy and Scarecrow.

A/N Yeah, I know Tin Man's kind of a tough kid, but he was a lot like Scarecrow in the movie and books, so I gave him a bit of an attitude… after all, metal body, no heart, seriously.

Also, this could be considered pre-getting hearts and brains and stuff. So they have their beginning personalities, and will grow as the drabbles continue. If you have any questions, ask! And review, as always! Thanks!