Who cares about sports when you can have drama?

[anna411]

Chase stood with a crowd of his friends on the Veritas side of the soccer field, cheering as the game went on. He wasn't actually sure who was winning, and didn't really care, but the enthusiasm and energy of the crowd was awesome. Suddenly a whistle blew, and the players left the field for a break, to be replaced by the Spiritus cheerleading team, wearing their classic short dresses with blue "S"s on the front. It was their first performance of the year, he had heard, and the freshmen were probably pretty nervous, even though they didn't look it. The music started and they launched into their dance, calling out the cheer. He noticed one blond girl who was at the center a lot, and ended at the top of their big pyramid formation. She didn't look very familiar, and he had dated half this team over his three years in school, and he wondered why he hadn't seen her before.

As the soccer players returned to the game, the cheer girls mingled with the crowd, talking to their friends. A few of them came over to his group of friends, and he saw that blond girl, too, talking to the girlfriend of some guy in his grade.

[Laura [Oce&Lucas]]

Clad in her official Spiritus blue sports dress, with matching barely there blue shorts underneath the skirt, Oceaniana was completely at ease with herself as she walked off the soccer field with her cheer squad and went to stand on the feild at the side of the bleachers. Looking down at her feet, she let out a little giggle at the sight of her dirt splattered Reeboks. She shrugged it off, knowing that she had at least another five pairs laying around in her dorm, and she could always go out and buy another sixteen pairs whenever she felt like it.

Ocean began to participate in the conversation with her group, but she could feel someones eyes on her. She was used to guys staring at her, and girls shooting her envious looks, but this somehow felt different. She glanced up in the general direction, her piercing blue eyes meeting those of a guy. A small smirk overcame her face as she eyed him. Jaysus, he's hot! "If your about to tell me you are not a vampire but would like to taste me, I've heard that line before." She spoke, her British accent clear and light at her joke.

[anna411]

He saw the blond girl turn, and walk towards him. She was....hot. Big blue eyes, blond hair, just the right amount of makeup, all that. And the dress didn't hurt. He smirked and walked forward a few steps. "Ah, but maybe I am a vampire, you never know," he grinned. "You're blowing my cover, darling."
"You the new team captain or something? I don't think I've seen you around before... you guys looked great out there." He smiled and casually leaned on the bleacher railing next to him. "I'm Chase."