She had lounged herself lazily in the coach's office, not knowing that, of course. Well, that was her alibi, at any rate. Besides, she had absolutely no idea where to wait for him, and for some strange reason she thought that annoying the coach would be fun. She had a habit of annoying people just for the fun of it; it wasn't as though this was any different.
She sighed, crossing her booted feet on the desk. She would've thought everyone would be leaving by now, considering that she had watched the practice. One had to admit there was a certain mesmerizing air about it. And it wasn't as though she hadn't watched a million before.
Two pairs of feet coming towards the office snapped her out of her memory of the practice. It seemed rather brutal, but she didn't have the mind to get in the way of it. Brutality was something she'd learned was a bit of a key figure in hockey.
"That was a bit of a rough practice," one voice had said, quickly followed by the other simply stating he knew what he was doing. Well, that was rather harsh, she had thought, but then again, this was a hockey team. As they had entered she kept her lazy posture, eyeing them oddly.
"Who are you?" The first voice had asked, must've been that assistant coach.
"The question is, sir, who are you?" She replied, lazily moving her hand about.
"Actually, it really is more of the other way around, considering this isn't your office," he argued.
"How would you know? Maybe it was before you came along," she smirked in reply, quite happy with how the annoying was going.
"I doubt it," he responded, taking a seat himself.
"Ah," she sighed dramatically, "If only it were so. Actually I was just waiting on someone. Despite the fact that I have no idea where he is." She said the last part more to herself, looking left, then right.
"Who're you waiting on?" The head coach questioned, taking a seat in his own chair behind the desk.
"You know," she cocked her head at him, "I'd simply love to tell you, but I believe it has slipped my mind. Ah, well, easy come, easy go." She was quite enjoying this, it was actually some of the most fun she'd had in a while.
"You don't need to wait here," he replied, knocking her feet off the desk in a way that seemed like an accident.
"Well, you see," she started, "I couldn't help but hear you on the way in. As much as I've grown to dislike that one in the past 4 minutes, I can't help but agree." She looked at him as though she knew exactly what she was talking about, and she did, just not from a hockey aspect.
"Really? Then I guess you've heard my response to that," he was now engaged in a folder of some sort. She rolled her eyes heavenward, putting her boots back on the desk.
"You don't seem like the type to coach," she murmured critically. Actually she didn't really know what type of person could coach. In truth, though, she figured he was, considering the brutal practice and harsh words.
"That so?" He replied, not looking up at her. She looked completely heavenward this time.
"Yes, yes it is," she could tell that both the men were annoyed with her presence already. She leaned forward, grabbing a picture on his desk, "Hm, your wife?" She didn't bother to pay attention to his reply, seeing as how she was putting them together in her mind's eye. "That's sort of strange, isn't it?" She picked herself up, lazily showing herself out.
"I thought she didn't know where to go," she heard the assistant mutter. Come to think of it, she didn't know. She sighed, perfect. Ah well, she could always amuse herself by annoying workers around the place. She smirked at the spotting of who she had been waiting for, or rather, was supposed to be waiting for.
"You know, it's always fun to annoy people," she started, coming up behind him, "Interesting coaches, mind. The head wasn't exactly as amusing as the assistant. But such is the way of a married man." She sighed; actually she thought she'd grown rather fond of them.
"I'm afraid to ask," he replied, as the head coach drew near them.
"Hey," she grinned brightly as he walked by. He shook his head, though she would've sworn she'd seen a smile, "Well, another day I'll have to continue my annoying ways with them, eh?"
"Why don't you try your annoying ways with me?" He questioned, laughing as she kissed him.
Okay, this one is sort of weird, for Christina, yes. Well, as horrible as I am with half the characters, I think I'm worse with Brooks. Eep, I hope it is all right. It's sort of weird because I didn't know how to go about it and I'm a little bit hyper (despite the fact that all that hyper…ness is inside). Eh, I could try again if you want me to. (Sorry about mistakes, I would re-read it, but I don't want to at the moment…bad me)
I hope to have another chapter today, considering I didn't post yesterday. Though I wouldn't be surprised if I didn't. My creative juices run dry to quickly. Yes, I'm a horrible little author, aren't I? I've got another one for OC for darkdestiny2000 and Kristine and (also for Kristine) a Silk one.
Christina: Me? Spoil? Never. :3 Thanks!
darkdestiny2000: Aw, thank you! It appears as though everyone leaves at the same time. Have fun!
Kristine: "amazingly wickedly hilariously great"…really? I must say I love that description. :3 Thank you very much! You're too nice!
Please R&R!
-Piper Brandybuck