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Post by Blair Henderson on Apr 11, 2006 20:17:19 GMT -5
Blair came in through the doors with her duffel bag over one shoulder and dressed in her volleyball spandex and white and maroon shirt. It seemed full because it held things for Cheer, tennis, and everything else she played.
She needed to warm up on her serving since she was the best at it on her team. Walking through the doors to the volleyball court, she stood aside as a couple of guys and girls finished their game. Blair went to the storage room and got a folding chair that they usually sat on and set it up in the opposite court from the server right.
As they left she grabbed one of the balls from a holder and bounced it to the ground, hitting it with one of her fists so it bounced up higher. Throwing it up, it fell to the ground once and she caught and threw it again, hitting it so it sailed across the net and hit the chair;making it fall over and clatter to the ground. All she coud do was grin.
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 12, 2006 14:25:14 GMT -5
Heather entered the In-Shape gym, swiped her key-card and set out towards the changing rooms. On her shoulder she carried her volleyball bag which was light blue and had "Bakerwood high volleyball team" written tinily on the side. She had all her equipment in the bag and she held practice here today.
It was spring vacation so the school gym wasn't open. Her team was suposed to show up in 20 minutes. At the start of the school year, she had gotten the gym to sponser her volleyball team so they all got free membership to the gym. It gave her a big sense of pride when the sponsership came through.
Once she was changed, she carried her bag up the stairs wearing her spandex and a white and light blue tight tank top. She had a light blue sports bra underneath so it matched her shirt. Upon entering the volleyball courts, she saw Blair in there already practicing. Her nose wrinkled in disgust at her using a chair as a target. It made too much noise for her to like using it.
"not bad" Heather said putting her bag down and jogging over to the ball holder. She quickly grabbed a ball off the holder and jogged back over to Blair. "go on the other side of the net and serve it to me, i'll try and return your serve" She said to her.
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Post by Blair Henderson on Apr 12, 2006 14:32:22 GMT -5
Blair shrugged her shoulders and walked around the net to where the ball was still slowly spinning from hitting the chair. It was one thing she had always used to practice with because their head coach had wanted to make her aim better. Boy did it work!
Picking up the ball, she held it up to her face and threw it up, let it drop and hit it with her fist. How should she hit it; with spin, speed, or something powerful? "Okay, you try."
Throwing it up one more time, though higher, she jumped and hit it with her closed fist, making it spin and move quickly. Right as it was heading toward Heather, it started to spin away at the last moment.. Hopefully hitting inside the court boundaries.
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 12, 2006 14:41:47 GMT -5
((whatever))
Heather ran to the ball as fast as she could. She got to the ball as it was about to hit the ground. She dove, thankfully she had her kneepads on and pushed the ball up and over the net with her arms. Her years of volleyball paid off when someone hit the ball like she had.
Heather got up and watched the ball sail towards the direction it was going. She ran back to her position at the middle of the court and waited for Liz to return the ball.
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Post by Blair Henderson on Apr 12, 2006 14:46:21 GMT -5
((it was an outside shot but okay))
Blair ran forward, and bumped the ball up just in time before it hit the center of the court. Watching as it went up, Blair smiled as it tipped over the net easily. She was glad she didn't have to hit it again because that would have counted as a personal foul to her, losing the ball from her team.
Heather would've been mad during a real game ut she supposed that's why they were here to practice. Blair moved slowly back to her spot in the right court.
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 12, 2006 14:49:44 GMT -5
Heather watched Blair hit the ball twice and she quietly shook her head. Even in practice, she didn't like to hit the ball twice.She gave an internal shrug and ran up to the net and jumped up for the spike. She slammed her hand hard down upon the tip of the ball and watched it sail over.
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Post by Blair Henderson on Apr 12, 2006 15:02:57 GMT -5
(( OhMyGosh.. You've been calling me Liz the whole time. THere was no double hit you goofster))
Blair dove down and bumped the ball up as hard as she could and it hit the top of the net and came back down as she got up on her knees. The closer to the net it was, the harder it was for her to get. Standing up, she rolled the ball under the net to Heather and nodded her head. "Sets and bumps. No spikes yet until we are all warmed up and everyone else is here. That way we can use them against them."
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 12, 2006 15:08:55 GMT -5
((whatever you wrote it like there was))
Heather nodded, she knew that Blair had the same experience as her on the team. She didn't like to let other people call orders. She was the captain and it was her job. Heather jogged back towards the service line and set up for her serve. She had a nice serve, she used her palm to hit it over the net and not her fist.
Heather threw the ball up and waited for it to come within hittable level and she smacked it over the net with her palm.
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Post by Blair Henderson on Apr 12, 2006 15:14:06 GMT -5
((Yeah, sorry))
Blair jogged up to where the ball was going to hit and she bumped it cleanly back over to Heather's side of the net. It was a good, open palmed serve that went over the net easily. If it were during a game and there were tall people front row, Blair would've been mad if Heather served it like that.
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 12, 2006 15:40:43 GMT -5
Heather ran towards the ball and set it over the net towards the left. She ran back towards the center of the court. She waited for the return to her set for a couple of seconds.
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Post by Blair Henderson on Apr 13, 2006 1:15:55 GMT -5
Blair ran to it. Heather had set the ball to the left and it was across the court. Skidding on her knee pads, she bumped the ball up and it went over the net with no problems.
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Post by Brooke Williams on Apr 13, 2006 14:36:07 GMT -5
Heather towards the ball and bumped it to where Liz wasn't kneeling. She liked to be mysterious when she was playing. It helped her get the ball to where she wanted it. One time she spiked the ball right onto the line where it was mostly inside the court. It won the game for her team and they were so happy the rest of the day.
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Post by Jessica Madaras on Apr 20, 2006 22:49:58 GMT -5
Jess watched and smiled as it went on. She was cheering for both of them. ''That was a great shot.'' she yelled in happyness.
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