The Key, Sincerely OPEN

[STEPHEN JAMES ADAMS]

Stephen reluctantly looked up from his sheet music when his phone's alarm went off. He would much rather stay and work on the oratorio he was attempting to finish by the end of the year then attend a school basketball game full of jocks and cheerleaders and people just trying to look better than anyone else. But, his grandmother had found out there was a game and he knew if he didn't make an attempt at a social opportunity soon, he knew she would start to get worried. So, when Stephen's alarm went off he slowly put down the sheet music and pencil, and stepped away from the keyboard to his closet to grab a coat before heading out.

When Stephen arrived at the school's sports complex, he had to think about where to go. He wasn't one much for sports, and because it was usually filled with jocks and athletes, he usually did his best to avoid the sports complex as much as possible. Stephen noticed a trickling of people headed in one direction, and so he followed. He soon found himself looking for an empty seat off to the side of the bleachers. He saw plenty of people he knew, but no one he really cared to talk to. Stephen wasn't much for talking, anyway.

Once he found a seat off to the side he slowly sat down and looked around him. Sure enough there were groups of jocks huddled who were athletes in other sports, surely here to cheer on their friends, cheerleaders down front he sure didn't know his name, and plenty of pretty people that just oozed snottiness. He hated people like that; fakers and people who only cared about themselves. Stephen simply retreated into himself more as he attempted to get absorbed in the game in front of him...

[MADISON NOEL BOSQUE]

OUTFIT

Madison's relationship with Connor was far from serious, but dating a jock meant going to games. Of course, he played baseball, and this was basketball, but she figured she could go and show a little school spirit. Connor was with his buddies down in front, but after giving him a kiss on the cheek, she made her way up into the stands to watch the game.

Most people seemed a little surprised to see her. Madison's loud mouthed, druggie, slutty reputation preceded her, not like she cared that much. Madison liked confusing people.

She slid into a free seat, cupping her hand around mouth and jeering, "Woo good for you, you can throw a ball." Madison chuckled at the practicing players and shook her head. Sports were so conformist or something. She liked physical activity, but she had no patience for organized anything. That left her in an awkward position for college, since she belonged to no clubs.

[STEPHEN JAMES ADAMS]

Stephen's interest in the game slowly grew, as it always did. Though, it wasn't an interest in the game itself, but in the workings of the game. He began to analyze it in his hand. He wondered what plays the coach was putting forth, why they would pass the ball to one person or another, who was the opponents best and worst players.

After a while, Stephen noticed Madison come up the bleachers. She was dating some jock, which wasn't something typical of her, but Stephen hadn't thought much about it. People did what they did; it didn't affect Stephen so he didn't care. He heard Madison call out and mock the players. He started to feel almost disgusted with the girl. She came to a game, the least she could do was be nice, no matter how silly throwing a ball around seemed. But Stephen didn't say anything. He simply stared off into space, not realizing his gaze was still directed straight at her.

[MADISON NOEL BOSQUE]

ooc- im skipping ahead in madison's story because she's been broken up w connor for a while and its just confusing , also, sorry its short

Madison didn't mind the game really, but there were more pressing things in her life than basketball. Like for instance her hookup with an apparently famous singer post her break up with Connor. Of course, she hadn't thought to get proof, so she couldn't exactly brag about shagging a star. Madison didn't mind though, and she watched as the men ran around the court.

She did notice though that a boy was staring at her blankly. Madison waved at him lightly. "You got something to say?" She asked. Madison liked being looked at, but generally it was followed up by flirting or something. This kid wasn't offering her anything, so she had no reason to stay quiet.

[STEPHEN JAMES ADAMS]

Stephen's concentration was broke when the girl waved her arm around and said something. At first, Stephen didn't catch what she said, but after a minute he simply gave one single shake of his head, to the left and then the right, and then turned his attention in front of him, to the game on the court.

Stephen hadn't meant to stare off into the great abyss like that, it just happened sometimes. He was a thinker, not one to take action. He was a listener, not a talker. Stephen hoped he hadn't offended Madison with his stare, or made her feel awkward. If he ran into her or something, he reminded himself to apologize. But for now, he hoped she'd just let it go, but he wasn't sure she would.