Post by misguidedghost2434 on Feb 26, 2011 18:09:02 GMT -5
William lay on his back in the field. He looked up at the sunny sky and smiled. The blue color reminded him of the ocean back home. And the clouds made him hungry for marshmellows for some strange reason. He was glad to be back at the academy, but he still missed surfing the waves and playing soccer with his friends. "Good times" He said to himself. Of course, he had friends here, sometimes he would be looking through his stuff and find his soccer ball, think about asking someone to play, then think against it.
Will sighed and rolled onto his stomach. He closed his eyes and buried his face into the ground. it was soft and cool against his skin. He decided we would actually do what he came out her to do. He jumped up and looked around the field for his soccer ball. He picked it up and started to juggle it. He smiled as he remebered when he first learned to juggled. He had bounced it off his knee so hard that it flew a couple of yards in the air, came back down and hit him smack in the nose. Will laughed as he brough his hand up to his as if checking to make sure it wasn't bleeding.
Will sighed and rolled onto his stomach. He closed his eyes and buried his face into the ground. it was soft and cool against his skin. He decided we would actually do what he came out her to do. He jumped up and looked around the field for his soccer ball. He picked it up and started to juggle it. He smiled as he remebered when he first learned to juggled. He had bounced it off his knee so hard that it flew a couple of yards in the air, came back down and hit him smack in the nose. Will laughed as he brough his hand up to his as if checking to make sure it wasn't bleeding.
