Dont say um

The boy was late (lets call him Scott ). Scott was late, To his big basketball date, Tonight was the game, the scool was waiting for. He ran through the empty halls, thinking how creepy the school was at night, wishing he werent here, and wishing he was there. Alas, got sidetracked and wandered around, to the second floor science lab, only 30 minuets to go, no time to waste, he ran through the halls, and jumpings down stairs. Around the corner he went, at full speed, jumping (without looking) down the full flight of stairs, into the face, of the puffy dressed girl.

"What are thinking!" shouted the girl, sitting on the stairs, where he landed on her."you thought ypu could jump twenty two stairs!" The boy just stared in awe, her voice was light, and smooth and scratched and feathry and-he couldnt think of words. Her voice was silent but load, she spoke with her head held high, while griping her hand. She looked into his eyes, and quickly stood up. "I am sorry, i was rude,i understand your in a hurry, please get to your game, before i am to blame." Scott traced to hint of sarcasm or no anger at all. he looked into her eyes, and saw they were tearing. " Whats wrong?!" he felt the same thing he felt when his mother was ill, he felt worried. 'How peculiar he thought, is this love at first sight? is this what ive heard of?' he thought to himself. "Nothings wrong, you just hurt my wrist a little. And no. You just feel pity. I dont need pity." She stifled a sob. "ow" she whispered. "No! this is my fault, and i am going to take responsibility! Im going to take you to the nurse, she should still be here" he let a loose laugh "Our games get a little dangerouse." he walked next to her, after a few minuets of an akward silence, he looked at her face, which was scrunchied in confusion. "Is that why your already sweating? And why some of the kids dont come to school the next day?" She stopped walking. "Why do people hurt eachother for sport? Is winning all that important?" "Um"  "Dont say um, its not a word so it shouldnt be spoken." She snapped "If you cant tell me the reason, dont make up one. AI dont like being lied to and UM is starting to babble because you have no idea what im saying." Scott blinked "Sorry, but im sweating because these hallways are hot!" She glanced at him in his tank top and basketball shorts, and he glanced at her, in her Puffy black and white dress, that vaugly reminded him of an Anime maid outfit, and her white stalkings. "No there not, you just arent used to running." she said to him. "Phhht! basket ball is mostly running,honey!" he said to her, regreting that her just called her honey. "I dont belive you, its just where you hit a ball with a paddle on a table! isnt it?" she asked confused. Scott couldnt help but burst out laughing. "Thats-thats Ping-pong! A table sized version of tennis!" he wiped a tear from his eye "oh my stomach hurts." Turned to looke at her, but she was already at the end of the hallway. "Hey wait up!" he ran to her "Listen im sorry for laughing, i just think it hilariouse that you confused basketball with ping-pong. Forgive and forget?" He asked. "well...fine. Just cause your so darn adorable" She giggled. "Adorable?! Honey, this is the face that made all the cheerleading squad nearly faint!" he said jokingly. "Why do you keep calling me honey? Im not sticky,golden or dilciouse in tea!" "Er, well i wouldnt know about the deliociouse part but uh..." She stopped eruptly. And looked at the clock. Suddenly she grabbed his arm and threw him into the door, and he went flying into the gym, where screaming fans greeted him. He turned to the girl. and shouted "Watch the game! i want to talk to you after!" She nodded and snuck in the gym and walked behind the bleachers. how pecular...Suddenly the coach game shouting at him, "Where the hell have you been! you fifteen minuets late! get in there and kick some a*s, Scott! Go,Go,Go! 

And there he ran. To the game the entire school was waiting for, and more impotantly, was honey (thats what he decided to call her, since he doesnt know her name) learning about what basket ball was. He ran to join his team at the center. "Hey man! thanks for showing up! Where were you,dude?" Doug asked him as he ran up, "Er, well i ran into....,Honey." He raised his eyebrows, "You ran, into honey, in this school?" "No,no.no. I mean i ran into that, girl, you know the one no one knows her name?" "Oh! you mean the freak?" "Dude! shes not a freak, but anyway, i jumped down a flight of stairs running down here, and a ran, litterally, into her." Doug snickered "And she kinda yelled at me, but man! Her voice is like, its i cant even come up with a word!" "Its that bad?" "No! its,,,Amazing!" "Wait a-" "HEY A******S! GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME! FOCUS!!!" the coach shouted from the sides. "Doug, lets kick some a*s!" "yeah man!"