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[aj_johnson]

Pacing the pitchAngie kicked the bits of dirt around. She didn't want to think about it. Had she realy failed so bad as a captain? Really?? Her team was good! They were really good... but they kept loosing

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[go_for_miles]

He'd been taking his broom out to fly a lot in the past day - he was that frustrated. Each time he half expected to see Angie flying there as well, being disappointed when she wasn't. But now there she lay probably just as frustrated as he was.

Mounting his broom, he flew slowly over to her - quietly as to not disturb her. Miles hovered upside down and lowered himself right next to her, looking up at the sky and wondering how long it would take her to notice he was there.

[go_for_miles]

"Winning isn't the only thing that a scout looks at," Miles said. "They concentrate more on your skill than anything - and that you've got a lot of."

[aj_johnson]

Shaking her head Angie didn't believe him but dropped the subject. If she had wanted a fight she would have found one elsewhere instead of on the pitch.

Truth was Angie would never see herself as a good player. It always kept her improving, stressing and spazzing, but improving.

"Well it doesn't matter. Only one more match and then we bench it in the finals." She picked at the grass.

[go_for_miles]

"Stop."

[aj_johnson]

Angie turned to look at Miles frowning.

"Wot?"

[go_for_miles]

"Just stop," he repeated again, simply. "Stop thinking and just... just stop."

[aj_johnson]

"Easier said then done." She looked away and lowered her head onto her knees. "You can't just turn it off. If I could, I would have a long time ago."

[go_for_miles]

"No it isn't," he contended, sitting up now and forcing her head up with his hand. "If you don'tlike what you're thinking now - then just don't think it."

[aj_johnson]

"And that solves it?" she stared firmly at him. He had this knack for forcing her to look at him and Angie really didn't bother fighting it anymore.

"I try to stop thinking about it now, it comes back later. And I never forget or just stop thinking. I don't know how."

[go_for_miles]

"Better than drinking to forget things, don't you think?" he raised an eyebrow. "You're just working yourself up right now."

[aj_johnson]

"Did that last night." She said with a slight shake of her head. "Same effect. Dulls it for a while and then wham,right back in the morning."

Angie knew she was working herself up but she oculdn't help it. It was so important and Angie was screwing it all to hell.

[go_for_miles]

"Then drown in your self pity."

He got up then and brushed himself off.

"If you're not going to even try, then why should I bother to talk, yeah?"

[aj_johnson]

"Well you lead by such a perfect example why should I bother?"

Angie closed her eyes. The words had slipped out before she had much of a chance to stop them.

Beautiful Johnson. Just fucking beautiful.

[go_for_miles]

Miles clenched his jaw and nodded to himself, mounting his broom.

"I'll see you later, Johnson."

[aj_johnson]

"Wait." Angie was on her feet swearing under her breath as she reached out and grabbed his wrist before he'd taken off.

"I didn't mean that. I just... I'm frustrated. I'm sorry." Her face was honest as she watched him though he didn't seem to want to look at her.

Could she blame him?

[go_for_miles]

"I know you are. Seems that everyone is - particularly around me. So instead of responding with something I might regret," he raised an eyebrow to indicate her, "I reckon I should leave. Probably would set a better example that way, yeah?"