` So bow down; yeah down, baby!

[Ignatia Lewis]

(( push it baby, push it outta control,

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i got my gun cocked tight and i'm ready to blow ))
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Ignatia walked out of the girl's dressing room and into the gymnasium, her outfit standing out from the rest. She was wearing a white and grey striped t-shirt, green booty shorts, and a pair of grey low top converse's, while everyone else wore a Forks High School t-shirt and black pants or shorts. And not to mention her hair, which was bleach blonde--with newly colored black chunks--, straightened, and had a small leather headband around her forehead, while most of the other girls had mouse brown hair that was back in ponytails. It was times like these that she enjoyed sticking out in the crowd. Times when she looked interesting instead of crazy, like her mom.

Slowly making her way out, she dodged balls being thrown around and jump ropes being flung around by careless students. Rolling her eyes, she approached the gym teacher, who was a middle aged woman who looked creepily like a barbie with her big blonde hair and dark--almost orange--skin. When she saw Iggy, the teacher smiled, showing a perfect row of unnaturally white teeth, "Hey sweetie! You can just go out there and join in with anyone for today. It's a free day." she said with a slight southern drawl, waving her hand off to the rest of the students before she turned back around to speak with a man she knew to be her geology teacher, and from the way the gym teacher, Ms. Ledger, was giggling and standing, it was obvious they were flirting.

With a disgusted sigh, she turned around, facing the gym full of kids and sports equipment. Slowly, she made her way over to the pile of things, and picked up a basketball, dribbling it over to a basketball hoop. With a flick of her wrist, she sent the ball flying forward and up, just barely hitting the rim before ricocheting off to the bleachers. Chasing after it, she let out a groan, realizing that it had gone in and behind the many bleachers. After finally dodging more flying balls, she tried squeezing into the bleachers, the ball just out of her reach. "God damn it!" she said under her breath, aggravated that the day had been going pretty badly, and this only made it worse.

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[/color] none.
TAGGED;;[/color] Ryan, Gym
OUTFIT;;[/color] clickkk.
MUSIC;;[/color] 3OH!3
CREDIT;;[/color] RHYS of caution2.0, bby![/size][/right]

[Ryan Matthew Owen]

Ryan walked into the gym not wanting to play anything. He was wearing athletic shorts and a t-shirt. He didn't have any friends in the this new school and nobody seemed to want to be his friend. He was the odd one out. The one nobody liked just because of the way he looks.

"Hey Ryan, It's free day. Go do whatever you want." The coach said as she looked around to all the different places where people were free willingly doing whatever. "Ah, I think i'll just stick with the bench for today Ms. Ledger. If you don't mind." Ryan told the teacher and went to sit on the bleachers.

Out of no-where a ball came flying up into the stands. Shortly after a blonde teenager followed. She tryed to reach the ball but she couldn't get it. "God, Damn it!" She yelled and Ryan laughed. He walked over to where she was standing and knealed down. He stuck his hand in the hard to reach spot and grabbed the ball for her. "You need this?" He said with a laugh.


ooc:// EPIC fail

[Ignatia Lewis]

(( push it baby, push it outta control,

[/b]
i got my gun cocked tight and i'm ready to blow ))
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Ignatia looked up from the just out of reach ball to see a boy in the same gym clothes as everyone else besides herself, the ball in his hand. Her first thought was how in the hell had he gotten the ball so easily, and the second was where had he come from? She hadn't even heard him approach. She lightly took the round orange sphere in her delicate hands before standing up and dusting herself off.

"Thanks!" she said, her smile genuine due to the fact that she probably would have been down there all hour trying to get the stupid ball back. It was hardly even worth it. But she was sure the teachers probably would have thrown a fit if she had been 'irresponsible' and left it there.

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NOTES;;

[/color] sucky reply, sorry : /
TAGGED;;[/color] Ryan, Gym
OUTFIT;;[/color] clickkk.
MUSIC;;[/color] 3OH!3
CREDIT;;[/color] RHYS of caution2.0, bby![/size][/right]

[Ryan Matthew Owen]

Ooc:// Okay this is gunna suck but here we go...
bic:// "Thanks" The girl said sweetly. She seemed a bit suprised at how he'd actually gotten the basketball out of the hard to reach area. "Ah, don't mention it." He said with a half smile. "So, I'm Ryan." He said breaking off the awkward moment. "And you are?" He held his hand out for her to shake it but he'd learned in the past that people didn't usually like when others did that. But Ryan didn't care, he held gently held his hand out anyway. Like he cared what other people thought.

ooc:// WOW that was.. ehhhh :/ lol

[Ignatia Lewis]

(( push it baby, push it outta control,

[/b]
i got my gun cocked tight and i'm ready to blow ))
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Iggy smiled at the boy's politeness. It was refreshing to see a guy that wasn't either a complete douche or a creeper. This guy seemed genuinely nice. But then again, she had literally just met him, so she wouldn't make any decisions on his character just yet.

"Iggy." she answered, taking his hand in hers and shaking it lightly before returning it to the basketball, so that she woulndn't lose it again. It was then that she noticed Ryan's snakebites; they were cool as hell, and she wanted some real bad. Her mother would probably approve, but she wasn't sure about her dad. Yes, he was her favorite, but he extremely disapproved of her tattoo already, and she didn't want to make him anymore upset over it.

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[/color] i'm so sorry. it sucked. a lot.
TAGGED;;[/color] Ryan, Gym
OUTFIT;;[/color] clickkk.
MUSIC;;[/color] 3OH!3
CREDIT;;[/color] RHYS of caution2.0, bby![/size][/right]

[Ryan Matthew Owen]

"Nice name, Iggy." He said smiling. He noticed her looking at his piercings on his lip. "Oh you like these." He said with a laugh grabbed the ball from her hand. He didn't take it in a mean way, more like a playful way. They were standing in the stands and Ryan threw the ball at the hoop. It landed in the net and Ryan smiled. "Well would you look at that." He said as the ball bounced on the court. He walked down and got it and motioned for Iggy to follow.

ooc:// Oh that wasn't the best for me but yours was fine