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Apr 23, 2007 20:21:16 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 20:21:16 GMT
Bella and I walk up to the pitch. "Ready to lose the bet, Bella?" I ask with a smirk.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:22:21 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 20:22:21 GMT
"No but i'm ready to win it." I smirk and mount my broom.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:23:21 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 20:23:21 GMT
I open up the crate and take out the quaffle. "I'll give you ten tries" I say with a smirk.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:24:35 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 20:24:35 GMT
"You're on, because i will get it past you every time." I smile.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:26:11 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 20:26:11 GMT
"Dont bet on that" I say getting on on my broom, and fly over to the hoops. I pull out my wand,"Alohamora" I say bringing the quaffle in the air. I move it abruptly and drop it.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:28:23 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 20:28:23 GMT
I laugh and fly under the quaffle to catch it. I hold it in my left arm as i fly towards the hoops which Ricky was guarding and shoot towards the right hoop.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:29:34 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 20:29:34 GMT
I hit it towards the other end, "Come on Bella, I know who can do better than that!"
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Apr 23, 2007 20:31:39 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 20:31:39 GMT
"I'm just warming up." I shout behind me as i speed up to catch the quaffle again.
I hold it under my arm and speed back towards the hoops this time pretending to aim for the left hoop but instead i throw the ball towards the right one.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:34:48 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 20:34:48 GMT
I start towards the left hoop but see her change directions, I speed towards the other hoop and catch it. I throw it towards the other end.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:38:05 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 20:38:05 GMT
"Damn it." I mutter as he catches the quaffle, if he caught it four more times he would win the bet. I dive down towards the quaffle and catch it on the tips of my fingers.
I fly back towards the hoops and hit the quaffle towards the center hoop with the edge of my broom, breathing a sigh of relief as it goes in.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:41:51 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 20:41:51 GMT
The quaffle goes in and I smile as she lets out a sigh of relief. I fly down and catch the quaffle, dropping it and hitting it with the end of my broom, sending it flying toward the other hoops.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:44:18 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 20:44:18 GMT
"Hey!" I yell and fly after the quaffle , i catch it just in time and speed back towards the other hoops. "You did that just because i got one in." I say with a fake glare.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:46:40 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 20:46:40 GMT
"Did what?" I ask innocently.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:48:18 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 20:48:18 GMT
"Sent the quaffle all the way over there." I say pointing to the other end of the pitch "I'm doing all the work here." I smile and throw the quaffle towards the left hoop quickly.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:51:28 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 20:51:28 GMT
I catch it and throw it back. I mentally count the score Bella- 1 Ricky-3
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Apr 23, 2007 20:54:20 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 20:54:20 GMT
I catch the quaffle 'I need a way to distract him' I think. I fly very close to him and lean forward so my lips are very close to his and throw the quaffle trough the right hoop before he can realise what i'm doing.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:58:06 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 20:58:06 GMT
I heart jumps as she comes at me and puts her lips, just centimeter away from my lips. She throws the quaffle in. 'Dang it...' "Hey, that's not fair" I say pretending to pout.
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Apr 23, 2007 20:59:25 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 20:59:25 GMT
I smirk "What? I didn't do anything." I say innocently and give him a sweet smile.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:03:03 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 21:03:03 GMT
"You're evil, you know that right?" I ask, flying to grab the quaffle.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:04:08 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 21:04:08 GMT
"Me? Evil? I don't know what you're talking about." I smile.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:05:44 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 21:05:44 GMT
"Riiight" I say hitting the quaffle with the end of my broom.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:06:29 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 21:06:29 GMT
I laugh and fly in a circle around him.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:08:10 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 21:08:10 GMT
"Hey, your supposed to fly after the quaffle, not making me dizzy" I say laughing.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:09:59 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 21:09:59 GMT
"Yeah but this is much for fun." I giggle and do one more circle around him before racing after the quaffle. I speed back towards him and throw the quaffle towards the center hoop.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:12:00 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 21:12:00 GMT
I was dizzy but I manage to catch it.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:13:12 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 21:13:12 GMT
"Damn you" I shout trying to hide a smile.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:15:12 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 21:15:12 GMT
"HA HA" I yell, throwing the quaffle. "Bella-2 Ricky- 4. You have to score 4 more to beat me"
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Apr 23, 2007 21:17:08 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 21:17:08 GMT
"Don't get too cocky mister." I smirk and fly after the quaffle. I fly back with it under my arm and try to think of a way to get it past him.
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Apr 23, 2007 21:18:04 GMT
Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 23, 2007 21:18:04 GMT
"No playing that trick again."
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Apr 23, 2007 21:20:31 GMT
Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 23, 2007 21:20:31 GMT
"Oh really." I say and fly close to him again. I lean forward so our lips are only a centimetre apart "Maybe it's not a trick." I whisper before closing the gap between our lips.
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