Re: PUT YOUR LEFT FOOT IN THE DIFFERENT RELAM..

by **Charlie** Mon Sep 26, 2011 12:50 am

Rorke and his team celebrated off the field and into the locker room where he was interviewed. The interviewer knew him, and the team didn't seemed surprised. But this was his first interview that he knew of. At first it was game questions then he asked if their was someone special in his life. Rorke thought and the name Molly popped into his head again, so that's what he said, "Yeah, her name is Molly."

by **bookcrazI** Mon Sep 26, 2011 10:41 am

"Honey! This is hilarious! You have to come here!" her mother shouted.
Molly sighed and rolled her eyes and skipped down to them, already taking slight pleasure in the normality.
"What is it?" she asked, watching them press play on the tv.
"Rorke, is there someone special in your life?"
"Yeah, her name is Molly."

"Honey, his girlfriend has the same name as you.." her dad said, a smile on his face.
Molly offered them a fake laugh then hurried off to her room to hyperventilate.

by **Charlie** Mon Sep 26, 2011 1:05 pm

"What can you tell us about her?" The interviewer asked.
Rorke was uncomfortable now, the not liking to talk came into play. But he thought, and her traits came to his mind, "She is the complete opposite of me. We're the pair that argue alot, but we're the only ones that can stand each other." He explained.
"Where does she live."
This was a question Rorke didn't know the answer to, "I don't want her bombarded, but she doesn't live in England." He was pertty sure about that fact.

by **bookcrazI** Mon Sep 26, 2011 9:45 pm

Molly fell to the floor, she could hear the tv from her room. She couldn't believe what he was saying, sure she felt the same way but it was still shocking. For a moment she started psycho analyzing the situation, a strange practise for her.
She got up and flew to her computer and began cyber stalking the Internet for him.
With a sigh she picked up her phone and happily dialed the numbers, savoring the normality.
"Yo, techy I need you here now." she sang at her friend.

by **Charlie** Mon Sep 26, 2011 9:48 pm

Rorke waved at the cameras, before his team bombarded him with questions all the tricky ones he dodged.
He didn't know why he remembered traits about her, or her name. He wasn't even sure he knew who she was. Hell he was still unsure how he got on a team that he didn't except an offer to, sure he was happy, but it perplexed him.

by **bookcrazI** Mon Sep 26, 2011 10:21 pm

Molly pulled her friend to her room and began to explain as little as she could.
"There's this guy, Taylor, I need his number. He's a soccer star and his name is Rorke.. Help me?"

"No way.. I LOVE THAT GUY!! Did you see the game? Amazing.. I will get you your number only if you let me touch his abs." Taylor oozed.

Molly sighed and nodded her head, letting herself be pushed into her own bed as taylor began to madly type on her computer.

by **Charlie** Mon Sep 26, 2011 10:24 pm

Rorke had finished showering. His team continued to bombard him with questions. But he just smiled them off. He still felt like more of a fan to them than anything, and it was because he didn't remember how he got onto the team.

by **bookcrazI** Tue Sep 27, 2011 12:02 am

She got the number. His cell number.
She was panicking.
She knew her friend could get it, her friend could do pretty much anything when it came to tech, but she didn't know what she was going to do with it.
She began to dial the number. Holdinthe phone in shaking hands as her friend giggled uncontrollably.

by **Charlie** Tue Sep 27, 2011 12:21 am

Rorke picked up his phone, he didn't recognize the number, "Hello?" he said.
The team got quiet. "Who ya calling mate?" one asked.
Rorke shrugged, "No clue, they called me."

by **bookcrazI** Tue Sep 27, 2011 12:53 am

Molly stuttered into the receiver. "...r..r.Rorke. It's me. Molly. Do you remember?"
She pushed her friend away with her foot and walked to a corner.

by **Charlie** Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:02 am

He wanted to ask how she got his number, but the guys were listening to his half of the conversation. "Hi Molly. I remember what I said. You saw that right. For some reason," he whispered the guys had gotten rowdy again after teasing him, "I remember you, but I don't know why."

by **bookcrazI** Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:23 am

"..So you don't remember.. " she said her voice sounding crestfallen.
She winced at the loud shouting and jeering in the background, she knew how he felt about that.
Why did she still care about him?
She sighed and rubbed her forehead.
"You didn't remember in the dream either... Rorke... Really bad things happened and some of it you wouldn't want to remember... So I don't blame you for not remembering it. If you're wondering how I got your number I'll tell you: I have a very talented friend. You might not remember but I got to know you pretty well.."

by **Charlie** Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:29 am

"I remember you, I just don't know why." Rorke said, leaving the locker room. "But I remember you, and that you annoyed me, and where controlling, but I loved that. I just don't remember anything else. I don't even remember what you look like. But I want to. I want to see you." He said.

by **bookcrazI** Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:55 am

She choked back surprise at the word love, she liked the sound of it. "I don't know what to tell you, I'm defenatly not in England. I want to see you too, but... There this big thing separating us... It's called an ocean.." she said, chuckling a bit at her stupid joke.

by **Charlie** Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:58 am

"I realize that. But, I just think I need to see you, no I know I need to see you." He racked his brain for any information, "I think we are doing a press tour in America. When I'm over their, promise you'll find me, alright?"

by **bookcrazI** Tue Sep 27, 2011 8:25 pm

She thought for a moment. "Yes. I'll wear a t-shirt with a polar bar on it.... How long will I have to wait?"
She remembered the day they met.
Her in her polar bear pajamas and him with a massive head and back ache.
She smiled.

by **Charlie** Tue Sep 27, 2011 9:04 pm

He rose an eyebrow at the polar bear thing but shrugged it off. "Hold on," he said.
He called out to the guys then came back, "Two days," he responded. "Our first stop is NYC."

by **bookcrazI** Tue Sep 27, 2011 9:11 pm

"I live there!" she said brightly.
"If you want I can dress the part of a soccer player's girlfriend to keep them off your back.."

by **Charlie** Tue Sep 27, 2011 9:13 pm

"No, no, just be yourself," he said. He still had to register soccer for her, was football to him.

(time skip?)

by **bookcrazI** Tue Sep 27, 2011 9:15 pm

(seems good Smile

)

by **Charlie** Tue Sep 27, 2011 9:17 pm

(you start)

by **bookcrazI** Tue Sep 27, 2011 9:44 pm

Molly stood in the front of the crowd, her heart beating nervously. She hugged herself as she scanned the crowd for polar bear shirt. Nope. Just her.
Would he recognize her?

by **Charlie** Tue Sep 27, 2011 9:46 pm

The team came out waving. The crowd was smaller than back home. They were all in the jersey's. Rorke stood out, because well he was goalie his jersey was different. He waved, he scanned the crowd. She was at the front. He smiled, she had come.

by **bookcrazI** Tue Sep 27, 2011 10:05 pm

Molly waved at him timidly, a smile slowly flickering across her lips.
"Rorke!"

by **Charlie** Tue Sep 27, 2011 10:11 pm

He gave her a wave. They were signing autographs. The team sat down, and a pile of posters was placed at one end. While Rorke was at the other end. He was still all in a daze about this famous soccer player business. Everyone knew who he was, he didn't understand how.

by **bookcrazI** Tue Sep 27, 2011 10:31 pm

Molly somehow got pushed to the front right in front of Rorke.
"Hi.. I'm getting crushed.. Uh.. We should've thought this out better... I'm gonna go but you can meet me at the starbucks when your done." she said, wincing.

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