Max/Declan/Bri/Justine :o

[declan]

Max was helping Declan warm up for fall ball tryouts, which was why he was out here with him. He thought it was a little weird that a senior would even bother to talk to a freshman, but he didn't mind. Max was good, and he hadn't practiced since spring. He spent his entire summer filming, and backpacking through Italy with his dad and Declan, so his throwing arm was a little off.

Max had to jump for two balls, and there were countless grounders.
"Sorry..." he apologized for what felt like the millionth time. Try outs were in a week, and he was completely out of practice. He was scared he wasn't going to get on the team, and then he wasn't sure what he would do with himself.

[Maxwell Manson]

Max sighed as he jumped for the ball and caught it high in the air. Once he landed he looked back at Declan. "Look, bro. You need to practice every night for the next couple nights before tryouts. okay?"he said taking off his snap back and running his fingers through his messy sweating hair. Before placing it back on his head. Declan was a good baseball player, no doubt about it. But since he had taken some time off, it really hurt his playing ability. "Start lifting weights more often, it'll help your arm get stronger so the ball gets there fast, harder, and more on point. Also, follow through with your arm and snap your wrist at your ear. You're stopping after the ball is out of your hand and that's once of things ruining your throwing " he said before walking over to the drug out.

He took his bat out of his bag and handed it to Declan. "Here, i'll pitch you a couple. Let's see how your hitting is after a while"he said patting Declan on the shoulder. After doing so, he looked over towards the side walk as he heard laughing. "Also, if you even look at the blond girl walking over. I'll pitch the ball at your nuts"He chuckled before walking over to the pitching mound and waiting for Declan to get to home plate.
The kind was actually a great player for a freshman, and being captain of the varsity team last year. And possibly the future captain this year of the varsity team. He felt it was his job to help any incoming players who needed help to get on the team.

[brielle]

Brielle tugged nervously at her shorts, making sure they weren't too short. They were Carol's, and they were definitely too small for her. She was only wearing them because Justine was taking her to meet her hot older brother. Of course, she didn't tell her that she had a little crush on him. Max was a senior, and she shouldn't even be a freshman yet! Clearly she was too young for him. Carol had said he'd tried to get with her before, but said she was even too young, and she was two years older than her! She knew she was kidding herself, but...well, it didn't hurt to try to look cute, right?

"I look okay, right?" Bri asked Justine, shifting her tank top to cover her breasts. Carol would probably murder her for leaving her dorm like that. She wasn't supposed to wear camisoles with built in bras because they 'gave too much cleavage'. Carol was just mad because while she was chairman of the itty bitty titty committee, Brielle had full C's. Most of the time, people assumed that she was the older one, because she definitely did not look thirteen. Maybe Max would think she was older too...

[Maxwell Manson]

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Justine couldn't help it, she rolled her eyes before laughing at her best friend. "You look how Brielle"she said with a smile. She turned the corner of the chained fenced, before walking into the dugout area, before out onto the clay field. "TIME!"she called as if she was the umpire of the game so that Max wouldn't throw the ball so the other guy could hit it. She didn't want to risk getting his by a hard ball. She pulled her high wasted shorts down slightly, before continuing over to the pitchers mound. She stood beside Max looked up at him, before waving Brielle over to them.

She couldn't help but laugh as she looked up at the frustrated face Max had. He almost toward over her since she only stood at four foot eleven. It was slightly cute at how small she was between her body and her height together. "Cheer up grumpy pants, no reason to frown"she said with a smile. She turned her head looking over at the boy with her brother and her face turned red almost instantly at the thoughts of where she knew him. His name...? She couldn't remember. But his face, she did. The night at the club, the first night they met. All those memories slightly came back. Although she couldn't remember everything, she remember him. She gave him a small shy wave. Before turning back to Brielle and Max. "Max, this is my best friend Brielle. Brielle, this is my older brother Max"she smiled.

[declan]

GOOD JOB POSTING AS MAX, NICOLE! GOSH!

Declan felt way more comfortable with his batting ability than he did with throwing or catching. He was always the guy they put in to hit a home-run or just save the team from getting another out.
He hit a few balls a little out of Max's range, but for the most part he was able to catch them. He was good. Way better than Declan right now, since he was so out of practice. Maybe even better normally. But at least he was taking the time to help him out.

He looked up whenever the girl Max had pointed out earlier walked over. She looked ridiculously familiar. He was a little too far away to far away for him to get a good look at her face, but since he was told to stay away, he didn't move. That last thing he wanted was to piss off this guy who was taking the time to help him out. Besides, whoever she was, she was like ten years old, twelve at the oldest. He didn't need to get involved with that.

[Maxwell Manson]

Max looked down Brielle and smiled. "It's nice to meet you, beautiful. I never knew my sister would have such a gorgeous friend" he said with a wink before biting his lip and looking over at Declan with a smirk on his face. He slightly nudged his sister over to home plate where the other freshman stood, before putting his arm around the other girls shoulders as they walked over.
"Declan, this is my younger sister Justine. Justine, this is Declan. You both are freshman this year. So i'm sure you guys will be great friends this year, hopefully you guys have classes together to get to know each other more"he smiled at them. He figured he might as introduce them, since Justine introduced him to her hot friend.

"So, what grade are you in beautiful?"he asked as he looked down at Brielle. "Did I mention you're very, very beautiful?"he whispered down in her ear with a playful smile. She looked young, but not super young. She had a gorgeous look to her with pretty long hair, and her eyes... Her eyes were so beautiful it was crazy. He had a lot of emotions going on just from looking at this girl. Not even knowing her. It was crazy.

[brielle]

Brielle blushed and looked down. "Um...thanks. I-I'm a freshman," She stuttered and pushed some hair out of her face.
She couldn't believe Max Manson just called her beautiful! He was actually flirting with her! She figured he wouldn't give her the time of day, but he here was. Now that Justine was over talking to whoever Max's friend was, and she was alone, she wasn't sure what to say. She'd always been such a weirdo when it came to boys.

"You're um...you're pretty handsome yourself," she was sure he already knew that. He was her cousin's best friend, and Kegan was so conceited she couldn't imagine anyone he was friends with being any different. Of course, when you're that gorgeous, it's hard not to realize it.

[Justine Manson]

Justine rolled her eyes at Brielle and Max being all flirty. Before turning back to this Declan boy. After getting closer to him, and actually being close by him. She stood there shocked for a second. "Do... Haven't we.."she thought trying to process what she was trying to say. "Didn't we meet somewhere before? You look really familiar , and I cant put on it where I know you from"she said looking up at the tall boy. He was so handsome. Brown hair, gorgeous eyes, muscular, he had a good foot in height over her too. But she couldn't remember where she knew him from.

She shook off the thoughts before offering her hand to him. "I'm Justine"she said with a smile. After she shook his hand, she let it fall back to her side. "So, you're trying out for the baseball team this year?"she asked raising a eye brow at him. She didn't want to be awkward. But she also didn't want to stand there trying to figure out where they met before. "The club... Isn't that where I know you from"she whispered looking at Max just to make sure he didn't hear her. Before looking back up at Declan.

[declan]

IT'S HER!

Declan tried to play it cool talking to Justine, but he was doing a little happy dance in his head. He'd been going crazy trying to find this girl, and now here she was. It was like fate smiling upon him.
"Yeah, that was me. I'm sorry I never called you. I lost your number and..." he didn't want to tell her that he forgot her name, and that was why he hadn't Facebook'd her, but it was true.
"It's really nice to see you again. Do you go here?" If he could remember correctly, she'd said she was his age, and just abnormally small for some reason. He didn't really care. She was easily the prettiest girl he'd ever seen.

He twirled the bat around in his hand, a nervous habit. He was being such a spazz, but he just couldn't believe he'd actually found the girl from the club!
"So you're Max's sister?" Clearly, you idiot. That's what he just said. He scolded himself for being so dumb, and smiled at her to hide his stupidity.